Love and the battlefields



The chorus lifted me up. It spruced my imagination and led me on a wild goose chase. This little girl once had an imagination so full of life, it was vibrating through my body. I miss that little girl; I miss that love. The moment of time that pulled me in to the most imaginable time of my life. Who could forget the childhood spent with my friends dreaming up castles, witches, cauldrons and dreaming about prince charming? This is the time in life that I need my prince, a reflection on how life has catapulted us to a realm of despair. A despair so frequent that this is the new norm. We are going through life with a vengeance. Wanting the despair of hate, crimes, sickness and disease rampant around the world.

 

Love is somewhere hidden at the bottom of the pile. It has evaporated into the unknown as the death, destruction and mayhem riddle our bodies and minds. Love is there. Love is sitting there waiting for us to evolve so that the light can flourish through the darkness. Having that commitment can bring along a lot of hope and encouragement for the ones around you. The ones that look up to you. We all have that saviour; we all have that one person that looks at the world in a different way. That person may seem insignificant at the time but allowing them to shine brings on a whole new meaning.

 

That person is my husband for me. I did not see where his talent lay, I did not see where his heart was. He has a good heart and a longing for change in this world. This may be through architecture but allowing those thoughts and actions to control us brings on a new meaning to life. He has taught me to live. He has taught me to love. Love can be an accomplishment as the meaning showcases many different layers that softly need to be released for all to see. Love is harmony, love is faith, love shows us the difference between living the dream or living to breathe. Living the life we cherish takes on imagination and pride.

 

Using our imagination can be a life changing moment for some. It can lift us out of depression and bring a new lease on life. It can make us laugh; it can make us smile. It can make us turn to the next person and welcome them into our lives. I have found hope, I have found love and I have found a way of giving back tenfold. This is called committing to love. Love is imagination, love is using your mindset to overflow our thoughts with manifestation, hopes and dreams. This life is worth living and I hope someday we can get out of this darkness and parade ourselves through our childhood dreams. Those dreams are made up of memories we love. That light shines brightly for me now and I thank my lucky stars.


 

 

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