[twitter url=”https://worldfamouskatbox.com/alive/” style=”horizontal” source=”KatieMotivates” float=”left”] [fbshare url=”https://worldfamouskatbox.com/alive/” type=”button”] There are moments in which we feel gloriously alive. Electric. Human. Our authentic selves. I want more of those moments.
I am looking for those instances, expecting them, so when they arrive I will notice, remember.
I want to remember. I want to stow it away in a secret place in my mind, in my heart, so on a dark and lonely day, I can unfold the memory and feel it all over again…hear the laughter, feel the hugs, even recall the wiping away of tears…all of it, the magnitude, the “realness,” the vulnerability, and the joy so brilliant it illuminates a room.
I think it starts with allowing ourselves to show up as we really are, not who we want the world to see, but who we really are, a little ragged around the edges but still open to the possibility of wonder in the world. We have to believe it’s okay to be our quirky, strange, beautiful selves. There are times when we can be real, true, honest, and that’s when the magic unfurls…those precious minutes of being so alive, so present, that are so amazing I want to scoop them up and keep them for later.
I am giving myself permission to be alive, delicious, and loving far more often than ever before. I am ready for the magic. I will let down my guard and let it all roll in, decadent, divine. I will file the aliveness away, too, to call upon on a day when I am certain I’m unloved and alone so I can remember that is not always the case.