She said, “Look Mommy, it looks so beautiful.”

I spent amazing quality time with her these past few days,

while countless lives across the planet perished.

I’ve been telling myself this:

“Be thankful for every second as it comes and passes… for every second brings us closer to our ultimate fate. Death is certain, but essential. We suffer because we fear.”

Social media continues to shed light on how out of harmony humanity truly is, but it has also proved that the energy of Compassion, Love, Understanding, Prayer, Hope, and Empathy is not completely lost.

I say to myself:

“Society teaches us to practice… not for goodness’ sake, but to be better than. Society teaches us to practice chasing an unattainable perfection. Teaches us to practice feeding our desires. Teaches us to practice neglecting our families (the true embodiment of love) to obtain a position on an imaginary throne with lots of useless, shiny things.

Living in your own bubble is easy. Giving into what Ego wants is fun, but every now and then you need to look around. Not down or to the Heavens, but around and into eyes of every living thing and see that every single one of them is suffering. Whether it be mentally of physically. On the surface or in the roots. 

Suffering is everywhere out there and inside of you.

Deny the practice society is teaching.

You will get great at what you practice.

Hug your daughter often.

Practice presence. Practice love. Practice compassion. Practice understanding. Practice acceptance. Practice empathy. Practice patience. Practice mindfulness.

Practice until you live every day in a state of grace. Living for and being led by

love and not fear.”

I tell myself these things everyday, all day… just to get through the day…

as I encounter disrespect and hate from all kinds. Be it because I am short and small….. because I look young… because I am a woman… because of my racial, (but undeniably ethnic) ambiguity, my semi popularity, my insecurities and lack of confidence, my sadness…

I digress.

I share what I say to myself, with other people… not to preach, but because it is in my nature to share.  

I don’t have my shit together at all and I will never pretend to.

Sorry for the ramble.

I hope whoever reads this finds a thought to hold on to, that will bring them the peace they need to get through the night.