Sunday, February 21, 2010

healing, breathing, living

"Of one thing I am certain, the body is not the measure of healing, peace is the measure." Phyllis McGinley

As I walk this path of grieving I've found so much joy in surrounding myself with people who see the brighter side of life and trials. It's been such a rough year. One full of so much loss and heartache. And yet, standing where I am now, looking back at everything I've learned makes all of it so worth it.

I've come a long way once again in discovering who I am, living a little more brightly everyday, breathing more deeply at every turn, healing the deepest parts of my soul that were left barren and dry. I'm whole. And now as I'm turning the pages to 24, I feel like I'm right where I'm supposed to be.

It's the measure of my life that gives me peace. It's knowing that I've worked hard to surround myself with those who love me, support me, cherish my place in their lives. And so much more, surrounding myself with people who see the worth of living as much as I do. My circle gets smaller as I get older and yet so much more profound with every passing day. I find peace now, in knowing I'm living my purpose, I'm surrounded by love, and I'm right where I'm supposed to be.

It's this peace that brings me healing, and it's this healing that reminds me how important it is to breathe deeply and live brightly.

MO.