Enjoy the strokes as proof of your life! Honor every wrinkle as a sign of survival View the gray as threads of perseverance Hail stretch marks as maternal Enjoy the strokes as proof of your life! Let every mark be a sign of life intervals Let old age be the color of experience Appreciate the art, make it eternal Enjoy the strokes as proof of your life! You are a treasure because you survived the strife!
Though appearing like perfection, what seems to be may not be. Comforted by knowledge, though what seems to be may not be. Motivated to strive for success, Inspired by what others already possess, what seems to be may not be. Working hard to avoid uncertainty, Growing fears of adversity, but what seems to be may not be. The answer that was found yesterday, No longer fits for today, what seems to be may not be. A commercial describes a perspective, Don't allow yourself to become subjective, what seems to be may not be. A persona can easily be worn, Sometimes to mask that inside we're torn, what seems to be may not be. We're often told that they were doing good, But things aren't feeling as it should, what seems to be may not be. It appears to us as a challenging pain, Until we recognize the actual gain, what seems to be may not be. What's taught to us is thought to be correct, When the truth comes out it feels abject, what seems to be may not be. What's dark at night, In the daytime brings light, what seems to be may not be. What's thought of as a curse May make things better instead of worse, what seems to be may not be. The light of hope may feel very small, Until it grows into a size that appalls, what seems to be may not be. The journey may feel long and hard, Giving you reason to simply discard, what seems to be may not be. Astrid enjoys living life not-knowing, Remaining open to what's showing while understanding that what seems to be may not be.
Let the fire burn, Let the senses smolder into consciousness. The phoenix shall rise above the flames, To search for where she belongs. Let the path unwind with process, Let discovery become reality. The phoenix shall fly through every experience, To understand who she is and where she wants to be. Let experience be life's currency, Let all come together as treasure. The phoenix is grateful for all To appreciate that she is no more or less than what surrounds her. I'm sitting feeling grateful to recognize heat coursing through my left side. What started in my leg has traveled farther up. It feels like my arm, hand and face are burning. I feel like the phoenix my husband loves comparing me to. 😃
After almost eight years, I believe I felt circulation back in my left leg. My foot was burning but the sensations felt like chills. Hmm, could it have been building all this time? I was shocked to have my right side feeling cold and my left side warming it up. That is backwards from the past years. I don't want to think too much but I do believe it's the payoff for the last few months of hard work. Feeling left heated Could circulation be back? Ecstatic with hope
Eventful experiences interweave, Moving up, down, and all around. Color and depth are offered into the frame of life Moving from within to be shared throughout. Beginnings and ends aren’t always recognized, The art comes together with every stitch. In whatever direction it wanders, It always comes back to complete the whole