As a bit of a hobby, I enjoy giving new life to old furnishings. Scaling off the old, drenching them in beautiful glory. I began to wonder why we don’t appreciate the repurposed phases of our lives as we do objects.
For every closed door brings new opportunity. For every sad ending brings about realigned appreciation of introspection.
We become aware of the beauty of shredded layers of wooden furnishing, yet don’t show the depth of the layers our soul shed when we learn to love ourselves for the hell we tread to come into our own heaven on Earth.
Do you see that your wounds are flowers in bloom, there for you to enjoy, grow and thrive in extraordinary love?
Your worth isn’t dependent upon visions of the outside world. No, my friend, your worth is the excitement that you feel in the depths of your soul, repurposed and eagerly awaiting your enjoyment.
As we take steps into the unknown, we begin to lose the ideal of a scary world and begin to embrace the captivity of surreal endeavors that some cannot comprehend.
Your job is not to observe and appeal to others expectations, yet to dive into your sea of purpose, self discovery and passion. Allow your creativity to flow freely into pure bliss as you uncover your new surroundings of bold existence.
You are a work of art! Repurposed, refreshed and rejuvenated into the perfect embodiment of the passionate being you were created to be!