The Pulse of My Greatest Joy

November 10, 2012 

I try to be deliberate about meeting strangers with this question in mind, "How much more do we get to be?" and it has become part of my healing. When you're a fractured person it's all too easy to see people as no more than an interruption, a frustration, a fear, exhausting work, something to be conquered or defeated by, a vessel to get lost in or as a source of validation. How painfully short-sighted I have been. As I look into the faces of strangers, my friends and family it has become my greatest pleasure to see my teachers, my mentors, models of courage, earthly angels, who I want to be and sometimes more valuable, who I don't want to be. I see these relationships as my reason for wanting to become more, why I was given a chance and proof of redemption. I'm not meant to know everyone but who I DO get to be a part of lends to the PULSE of my greatest joy. The opportunity to go DEEPER continues to be a grand adventure. I am so grateful for the souls who have taken this journey with me, however long or short, sustained or finite. Some of the best parts of me are because of you.