Making Room for New


I have become a collector of love. I feel it through a caress from my mate, a kiss from my children and a kind word from a stranger. In collecting this source of humanness, I find hearts everywhere in nature. I can be hiking and see a heart-shaped rock, a leaf, or a puffy cloud dancing above me. Those “things” that filled my home years ago no longer have value. They were dust collectors that I don’t miss. I have purged from years of hoarding these belongings. Now, when I look at a heart-shaped rock I pick it up and take it home to throw it somewhere on our yard for another to find, for the fairies to collect. 
Memories are formed from love. We cherish those things that bring us joy, laughter, and lift the spirit to grow wings. I don’t retain too many distresses. In the past I would harbor those sorrows for too long. I kinda let them go easier now as I replace the space with the enchanting sentiment of acceptance. I feel, while others analyze. I go with my gut, while others reason with their heads. It is through these movements of allowing that creative energy is formed. I don’t need “things” but I do need the belonging that comes with an open heart. It is rare, magical and priceless. It is always there for the making, the taking and the awakening.

And this is where I have come to realize that in order to reinvent myself I must release the old me. I am not who I was two years ago, and I don’t miss that person. Each day something has pushed me to evolve. The old parts of me are magnificent. They have brought me here. And this moment is Mystical, created through a million stories of love and kindness.  

These are the moments that I collect which are priceless: laughter with friends, getting lost in the mountains, watching the squirrels feed from blueberry bushes, meeting new people and hearing a story….

These are the memories that return during doubts, misunderstandings, and the unusual bad days. Ah…to gather these words and tuck them way inside…that’s what a true anthology of love looks like. This is what I choose to collect among a materialistic world. It is through these memories that I expand and broaden my knowing of spirit. This is what makes me anew and forces me to continue creating a loving woman. 

Leave the self doubt, the dirty self talk and return to Source. You want to be different, then start new. Do those things that bring joy. 

I love you.

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4 thoughts on “Making Room for New

  1. Repeal and replace huh? Yep! It has got to be done. Good luck on your journey Millie….It is not an easy road to travel. I’ll give you a wave and a shout when we pass by each other. VK ❤

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