Eyes That Saved Me From Myself

Never Asleep (Hudson River, New York City)

I knew it. I knew the moment it happened. I had seen these eyes before.  They were the familiar pair I had seen all too frequently in my hopes and dreams.  It was that very same pair of eyes that looked over me in my sleep, hoping that they themselves would get a chance to have the same in return.
Through the fires of trials and tribulations we seek to find answers. We search our lives over for the person who can look us over and see the better version of ourselves. The person who can undress our souls with a glance that conveys the deepest meanings of love, admiration, and forgiveness. This delicate dance gives way to an equilibrium that offers us peace.  The balance we are most likely to obtain in this life, does not always come from a person. When in fact it does, it can be the finest of rudders in the choppiest of seas, steering us where we need to be, when we need to be there.
Yes, I knew it. Her eyes were the eyes that would make the difference. Throughout my life and all my miscalculation of choice, her eyes would be the eyes that would save me from myself. When I look at her, I draw from it truth, regain my innocence lost, and plot a course of success, because she deserves for me to return that gift to her in the form of the world.
I have seen the sunset hit her eyes, and in those eyes I could see my reflection. In those seconds, I was able to see myself as she sees me, and I knew not only that I am imperfect and to be loved, but that she loves me.

These are the eyes that will forever save me from myself.

Till next time.

Love,  LO

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Boundless.

SNM

Wonder when. Not if. (Jekyll Island, GA)

Commitment. A titanic mass of dedicative thought and emotion.  The people that understand it, elude us like two ships passing each other in the night, essentially turning us into hunters and gatherers for its attention and time.  The people that cannot grasp its significance are the ones that are more easily found. Turning each one of them up under rock, crack and crevice with the day to day goings on of our busy lives.
Some of us are capable of giving ourselves wholly to somebody and something. These are the people we should seek out and yes, even wait upon.  It is these same people that will give us everything in this life and the life to come. It is the people that choose to stay and fight for something great, rather than run and flee from their own insecurities and fears that they choose to hold more closely to themselves.
The ones who casually observe commitment, come in and out of our lives in droves. You do not have to seek hard to find them. They will latch onto everything you hold closely to yourself and use it against you. They will cheat you out of the most rewarding experiences life has to offer.  They will choose themselves and their own passions rather than realize that both themselves and their passions are the single most powerful instruments that can change a life.

“Commitment, in its truest sense, is the epitomization of a belief and passion in something or someone that you choose to apply the infinite amount of work ethic necessary to see it and them through to the end.”

Every positive outcome in life, is in one way or another, is an extension or a result of some varying degree of commitment.  Whether it be a career, hobby, any level of self sustainability, and yes LOVE. Any form of love, in its truest state is commitment and commitment is love.

Till next time.

Love, LO

Edge Of Tomorrow.

Edge Of Tomorrow.

Memory.

Memory.

Watchtower.

Watchtower.

Live Free.

(Photo: A long stretch of South Georgia Highway)

I have gotten into my share of scrapes and bruises in life. All too often I feel like I ended up on the opposite end of a win loss column.

These outcomes were mostly determined by the choices I made. All, while taking my deepest breaths and longest moments of pause. Some of these alternatives were selected so that I did not have to feel the pain that sometimes life offers up.

As I look back, feeling the pain of life came a distant second to the horror of feeling the fear of life itself, and all that it has the ability to point in my direction. In my mind, avoidance was not only my best offense, it was inappropriately my best defense. It could always be preemptive in nature. It was much easier to defend, deflect and dodge, than to ever have to deal with the “in your face” truths.

We often make the mistake of placing more importance on fearing pain than we do on feeling it.
Pain is not the enemy, fear is. The crippler of dreams. Pain, as many of us are aware, lets us all know we are still alive. It is an overlooked character of life that is not going away anytime soon. It really is its own entity, impolitely making its presence known by tapping us on the shoulder to remind us of not just the wound itself, but the reason we are here to begin with.
Close your eyes. Slow your world down. Feel it, just do not fear it.

Love, LO

Depth Of Forever.

Depth Of Forever.

My North Star You Are.

My North Star You Are.

Sixth Sense

Sixth Sense

All My Life…

All My Life…

Self reflection is such a huge part of my life. I will be blogging about it next…but for now let me leave you guys with the thought above. Love, LO