The art of living · the storm
Storms
Some days the sky cracks open. The hard thing arrives — sudden, loud, sure of itself — and leaves a silence heavier than the noise it made. Here we don’t look away. We name them plainly, because even the breaking is part of the becoming.
Latest Storms
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Keep what dreams are!
Dreams are the whispersof our deepest desires,the sparks that igniteour passions and fires.They are the wingsthat lift us up,the guiding lightsthat navigate us through. Dreams are the architectsof our future,the blueprints of our hopes,the canvases of our imagination.They inspire us to strive,to reach, and to achieve. Dreams are the fuelthat drives us forward,the motivation that…
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Keep building in silence!
Sometimes it’s good to simply sit and see your magic for yourself, see to the future you hope for, then build in silence. This year will go down as one of my most silent year. We have built it, with a very small team, our team, our way, and we are proud. That’s all!
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Keep persistence!
Persistence is that thing you do, when doing nothing will do. It’s how you keep going even when not going will not do. It’s how you also never give up even when giving up will do. Persistence is a name you carry, the fortunate collateral of a woman who once carried it on her head…
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Keep rest and love!
Some days require rest plus love. Today was just that day. Happy married life Nonye and Chima…
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Keep this word!
Nobody ever fails until they are six feet under. She leads was just as divine as can be and the most poignant word I heard today is the above on failure. So long as you live, fail, lead, fail, the lead again…
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Keep knowing there is no failure in us!
I am learning that there is no failure in us, even if we are hurt, even if we are torn, there is no failure in us, death itself is a small stone, from the mountain we were born too, so no failure in us, not when we can put it in a pocket and carry…
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Keep the things we refuse like cancer!
They say all things dare, often disappear. But still we refuse to choose between death’s toll and death’s echo. The dead maybe dead our eyes are still sore. Deep pain remains. I but we refuse to dwell in death’s core. We also refuse to stop saying her name. The flame of her single name. We…
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Keep these beginnings!
These days I remember the way we begin. I also remember the way we die. When you have seen a life, seen it dissolve to the earth, then memories are like the air we breathe. Angie was her name. I say it in memory of her spirit, her voice, her love, her life. We are…
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Keep love!
They say to pick someone to sit in the fire with. Pick some one that is there when nothing seems bearable. Pick some that will cry when you can’t cry no more. Then love them like your life depended on them. I did.
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Keep bending through storms!
I heard today, a story about grass and oak trees. Grass the story notes, fare better than oak trees during storms, because they bend, and let the storms pass through. If we are lucky, whenever storms come, bend…
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Keep this journey!
Imagine being wonder, without willpower, going where you want. As you go, be grateful for whoever comes. Each has been sent as a guide from beyond so says Rumi…