It amazes me how much I have learned about myself since August 8th, 2015, and the amount of strength that she has granted me never goes un appreciated. With her passing, she has inspired me to start writing, to reach way outside my comfort zone, to accept guidance from others, and to see the beauty within myself and every other human.
I give my mom a shout out almost every single day. Every so often, it's a simple "thanks mom" when a blue bird literally swoops down in front of me in the oddest fucking locations when I am not engaged in the present and am focusing on the negative, or my never ending list of Should Do. That bird wakes me the hell up to see how kick ass life REALLY is and gives me smiles to share with folks and feel all sorts of happy for days.
Other times PK gives me a love tap when I am totally freaking the hell out about something, and suddenly, out of the fucking blue, Three Little Birds comes on a radio/Pandora/Sirius station that has never seen a Rastafarian in their life. I then proceed to ugly cry with a considerable amount of gust and have instant feelings of comfort and solace.
When thoughts are of my mother, I feel as though sunshine fills my chest, and I illuminate rays of love out of each and every pore. For real, this love shit is deep inside of me and never ending.
I know, some of you are thinking these "happenings" are all a coincidence, and that's totally fine with me if that is your interpretation. You may also be thinking that I am a little off my rails, and that does not bother me one teeny, tiny bit either. I am comfortable with my connection to my Power Source, and I shall rock it till the cows come home with a big ol' smile. At the very least, I hope you can see that these seemingly insignificant happenings help us SLOW THE HELL DOWN and be in the moment of NOW. Life, this minute, is happening, and I want to be a part of it, because what is happening around us is pretty fucking amazing if you just pay attention to the small stuff.
Random nudges are there to remind us to spend our time wisely. Spending being the pivotal word. Time is precious and valuable, and we cannot get any of it back. Why would you waste your time on anything or anyone that does not appreciate, deserve or respect it? Be choosy how you give your time away, and may I suggest using time doing something or with someone that ignites your heart and soul? Any other use, seems to be a waste.
Living checked out, or not living your truth, in some capacity, is as though you don't appreciate the gifts you have been given to share with world. Why would you spend your valuable time living someone else's idea of what you Should Be, or letting other's negativity steal your time, when you could be living your life being the Bad Ass you are meant to be and radiating your own "Fuck Yeah" from inside of you?!
Even a minuscule, pocket sized, positive action or talent you bring and gift to the world, makes a HUGE fucking difference in the world around us. You get out of the world what you put in to it, and I am positive that you got some good shit to share. The world needs your good shit, and you totally fucking deserve to live it every single minute you grace this earth with your presence.