Dear James,

Life is ever changing in its metamorphosing dance, extracting singular strands of indispensible energy into its great winding motions like the weightless air that is conjured into a spiraling burst of energy and life, matching the vivacity of a beautiful woman in all her glory. Radiating the essence of existence in the simple act of her smile. This dance but a burning blur of lustrously vibrant light emanating from within it the ever present understanding of infinity, an idea that within itself is never ending yet so very limited to the brink of our vast imagination. A pebble in an immense ocean of pure consciousness, bound to our limitations while still providing a sincerity that encompasses a universe within itself. Providing all that is necessary in order to transform into our flawlessly imperfect self. The number two exemplifying the concept of two distinct individualities combining to form a greatly contrasting figure yet unable to ever truly erase the distinctness remaining within each of those singularities. Allowing for three unique figures to co-exist as though they are one, equivalent to the multidimensional lives we so deeply live. Understanding is not always the first step, accepting is. At times we must accept that which we have yet to mentally understand! Trusting that our inner intuition withholds the wisdom necessary to guide us into the light of truth. If none of this makes sense, understand one thing, life truly is - a beautiful kind of pain.

Dear Life,

Life truly is a beautiful kind of pain, one that makes you dig deep between the bottomless chasms that separate all, which has never been separated to begin with.  Teaching me to accept my beautifully painful journey as a child accepts his burning first breathe upon birth. Carrying upon my shoulders a weight measuring beyond the capacity any physical scale could ever measure. You see life I have learned to embrace this cross on my back as the foundation I will use to withstand all that comes my way. Feet planted; head held high, and soul burning with the zeal of a Greek God. You speak of limitations yet the only limitations I see are the ones set upon me by the limited vocabulary made available for my use. Prohibiting me from truly painting for you the boundless depths of my mind! I will forever trust my inner intuition to guide me through these dark tunnels, firmly situating my position in this world. I love you more than you could ever understand, that’s why I embrace death so openly in order to focus on you while I can. My life and my journey is equivalent to the same beautiful kind of pain that comes with knowing that the very same flaming spiritedness that drives our sun to expel from its great mass, the ravishing luminosity intrinsically integral to our existence, will one day be the driving force of its very own death. Nonetheless it continues to shine brighter and brighter and burn hotter and hotter each and every single day. Until it’s inexhaustible fuel is exhausted. But even then, oftentimes through its death life is once again brought to be. A path that I have accepted to live. Indeed a beautiful kind of pain.