Who are we to presume to understand
To know the meaning of truth?

Is it absolute?
We can never presume to know or even strive
to grasp the magnitude of how life works.
I do know though that we must put the need
of those we love above our own desires, cut off
that which makes us fall. I Know, if we go above
and beyond, then pull out to soon, we will lose
what is beautiful and meant for good.

If we presume to understand the mystery of
what we speak not conceding that we do not see
a final painting until the cover is pulled back,
then we have been fooled.

Wait – in anticipation in Joy or agony –
but life is a waiting game…nothing less.



Why We Are All – Beautiful, and Idiots.

Be fabulous. Whatever fabulous is for YOU. Do something that is hard and scary, but true to you. My God, life is so short.

Why do we waste it living how others want us to? Just politely (because we have to accommodate others a LITTLE bit you see)… tell those who would change you to get fucked really. Please do not let other people dictate to you your value and worth as a human being, or your capabilities …and check OFTEN if you are believing a lie someone else has spoken to you about you or if it was THEIR demons imposing on you and mirroring THEIR insecurities onto you. Well – unless they want to change the part of you that tries to be something you are not… ūüėČ

Be your OWN reflection..not someone else’s

Your reflection is more beautiful on you then someone else’s. When it is YOURS, you will see your own beauty, and so will¬†humanity – because we are drawn to truth, even if it is, or seems, ugly, truth dictates our way forward. Being ALL we are leads us to all we will and must be, and wonderfully, leads those around us to their own beautiful places too.

SO if you think you cannot be YOU because of how it will affect others… remember when you are NOT true, you are doing a disservice because YOUR ‘bad’ may be JUST what someone else needs to understand THEIR bad… or good.

Oh and princesses…. (and gentle Sirs) if it is our physical looks we concern ourselves with… well ugly is as ugly does. But really – HOW should it matters SO MUCH? But for the benefit of our little fleshy insecurities –

I see couples sometimes, and I sit back and smile and giggle…. they are SO in-love and so awkward and MAYBE even ‘ugly’ by our stupid societies standards. From an artistic perspective of someone whose favoured subject is the human being – there is beauty in all I see, and it is in the eyes – the character.

Well heck yeah, we can all admire a good sculpted physical appearance as a celebration of human form but if the eyes are – well dead… what’s the point? It is more beautiful to paint a form that is sculpted by life’s experience and have eyes that tell a story then a cold stiff boring ‘perfect’ appearance. These awkward couples who don’t fit the society bill of celebrity glamour and beauty,¬†think of each other, to be¬†absolutely BEAUTIFUL… breathtaking, because they have seen in the others eyes, a soul that breathes the same as they do – or compliments their rhythm. They live every moment of their lives believing and feeling that beauty in each others worlds, and so – their lives BECOME breathtaking. May not be to others, but to them, it is.

See how it works there? If you pretend to be what you are not… you will not find the people who find you completely beautiful, (whether they be a spouse or a close friend) because you will always only be¬†half of who you are… and one day someone may walk past you (pay attention young lovers!) and talk to you, and because you are not completely your shy self and think you must be more, or outgoing and a jester and think you must hold back (whichever way it goes) they will not SEE YOU – for you, and if they had….they MAY just have been someone who stayed in your world to show you how to remember and believe all you ARE, that you thought you were not, or could not/should not, be and they will say to you¬†that – YOU my friend – Are beautiful.

Open up your eyes and look at people. Look at life. Look at the sky the birds the flowers. Look at the souls around you – are they alive or dead inside. Look in the mirror and look into your own eyes… see how they sparkle under the tears of your pain.. and see the pain as it creates in you all that will be beautiful again in time. Don’t hide it away, don’t pretend all is well when it is not, don’t hide who you are… but see that – I will say it again because we need to all believe this to be true-

WE are ALL beautiful.