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C-Virus Life

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It has been about 4 weeks of quarantine during this “coronavirus 2020” that has hit our reality. A worldly demise. A pandemic!

Here I am stand in America. The land of the free. The land of freedom. The United States, yet we are not so “united” as expected.

It is unreal. I would have never thought! I mean, a war amongst leaders, okay, believable, but a war against a minuscule virus??? Unreal.

This is today.

Our reality.

Truth.

Pandemic.

Amongst of all humanity.

Happily, I’m making the most of my situation. I have been taking advantage of waking up late, drinking coffee all morning, not wearing make-up and embracing the slow life!

I love taking walks whenever I want, homeschooling my 2nd grader and watching my highschool senior work independently. 

Honesty, I feel like I’m in a dream come true, but you have to remember that each one of us has a different “reality”!

Our “Personal eye” IS WHAT WE SEE and feel.  All I can say is that I have have no problem with my life and my reality because I manifest the truth. My truth.

We are on a disproportionate reality and we are in the middle of a huge world change, but I leave a note to remind you to enjoy your life.

Enjoy the present moment. Embrace what you are given. We are only given one life.

Hugs.

 

Lost is not Broken…

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Lost is not broken. As broken is not being lost. 

Lost is not finding your way back. A pit stop. A moment of transition. Being lost is temporary until you find your way back home. 

Broken is being torn to pieces. It is being shattered. It is never being able to be who you were yesterday. There is no going back home! 

A pit stop cannot fix your broken soul, but taking a needle and thread and patience can slowly bring you back together.  

Broken does not mean that we leave all the broken pieces on the ground unless of course you choose to do so. 

Being broken means putting yourself together with the support our world offers. It can be breaking in the fresh air. It can be getting out of bed and taking a shower. Being broken will leave a deep scar in your soul, but when all of your pieces are sewn back together, that scar will remind you of the tedious work you put into your soul. 

I’d rather be lost. Lost is okay. The lost can be shown the light of life. 

Broken is shattered pieces that will take time to heal. But it is okay. It just means that you will come out of your hectic mess much more beauty. 

 Namaste,

Cami*Star