Tara LeMieux has a beautiful post on her blog this morning. I share it here in its entirety…

“I am me. I’m who I’m meant to be. I am my past, my present and who I want to be. I’m not anyone, I am all three. I am a work in progress, a destiny. I am who I choose to be. I am me.”
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My dears, some very wise words, indeed…
We are not our circumstances…
We are not our missteps and misfortunes…
We are not our tragedies and/or our miracles…
We are, my dears…precisely what we *choose* to be – a most spectacular blessing of life, and in spite of all our goings on.
In every day, we face these choices – a spiritual crossroads of sorts. The bottom line, your reflection of ‘me’ – is all in who you choose to become.
Don’t let passing moments define your future sense of inner calm; be grateful…be humbled…and step into the beauty that is you.
Because, the truest miracle of this life takes hold in all these, the littler things.
http://www.mindfullymusing.com/2014/03/24/i-am-who-im-meant-to-be/

@consciousbride writes:

The bottom line is that there is no perfect partner. If you’re waiting for Mr. or Ms. Perfect to come along, you’ll be waiting for the rest of your life. And in the waiting, you’ll miss the wonderful partner who’s standing right before you. We’re so culturally indoctrinated into believing that the fabled perfect partner really exists that when you realize that he or she doesn’t, you may need to grieve the fantasy. That’s OK; better to grieve the fantasy than to walk away from your loving relationship because you’ve fallen prey to the grass is always greener syndrome.

Get the rest of the article here: http://www.mindbodygreen.com/0-13065/how-to-love-the-one-youre-with.html

http://simplereminders.com/blog/post/i-am-not-my-past

http://themetapicture.com/appropriately-dressed/

http://www.entrepreneur.com/article/228313

http://www.lifehack.org/articles/lifestyle/happiness-starts-with-you-not-with-your-relationships.html

The shining stars are sunk in darkness deep,

The weary sun is dead at night,

The moon’s soft smile doth fade anon;

But still my soul is marching on!

The grinding wheel of time hath crushed

Full many a life of moon and star,

And many a brightly smiling morn;

But still my soul is marching on!

The flowers bloomed, then hid in gloom,

The bounty of the trees did cease;

Colossal men have come and gone,

But still my soul is marching on!

The aeons one by one are flying,

My arrows one by one are gone;

Dimly, slowly, life is fading,

But still my soul is marching on!

Darkness, death, and failures vied;

To block my path they fiercely tried.

My fight with jealous Nature’s strong,

But still my soul is marching on!

via Daily Meditation: Marching On.

http://themetapicture.com/you-were-supposed-to-call-first/