For my munchkin

He’s innocent and perfect. He doesn’t know right from wrong. He’s the purest form of love I’ve known. He smiles happily and showers everyone with joy. 

I’d been going through a low season and was having a hard time keeping calm and carrying on. Then he appeared and it was a reminder to do it for him. Sometimes we cannot be kind to ourselves but then let’s do it for someone else. 

More people than we know is inspired by us. More people than we know need our love. More people than we know need our positive vibrations. Let’s give it. How? Simply by being happier, by not complaining, by being calm, by enjoying what we have. Simple things make a huge difference. 

I’m singing, I’m painting, I’m writing and enjoying immensely. And when you can do more, do more. But the point of it all is to be positive and grateful for what we have NOW. I still fail at this simple lesson but it’s OK. Today I’m doing it for him and I feel happy. 

If doing it for yourself doesn’t seem enough, do it for someone else and feel the shift. I’ll keep trying to do my best and be happy with what comes my way. Thank you munchkin; I love you deeply and thank you for inspiring me to be more and give my best. 


Isabella knows

Isabella gave me yellow flowers one day. Why? Because she said I was a writer and wanted to celebrate that fact. This is when I had written something for myself and shared it with her. Before that, she said I was a singer and that my voice was beautiful. She simply states her facts and knows it to be true without a hint of doubt. I did not know what she was talking about…sometimes I still don’t. Isabella tells me how I was born to do great things and what amazes me is not only what she tells me but how her eyes have a glare of truth. Still, the unbeliever tries to pull me down. I wonder if Isabella has been sent from the future. Does she know something I’m missing? Maybe; I ask her how she could possibly know these things and she says “I just know.” If only everyone had an Isabella telling them what they don’t know but should. Imagine if every dreamer had an encourager, a believer. Imagine if Isabella whispered to us all what we were born to be. Life would be light.

Sometimes someone comes into our lives to tell us exactly what we needed to hear. Sometimes we encounter angels. How could we not listen when what they say makes perfect sense? She said I could sing, she said I could write. I let insecurities get in the way at times, but I still believe. Isabella’s words have stuck. Her words are pink and sweet. She tells me about the potential inside my soul and I’m reminded of gold dust. She also reminds me constantly of the importance of letting things go. Because of how Isabella chooses to live her days, she is happiness. She isn’t just happy anymore; she is happiness because others can see right through her. She smiles because she can; she’s careless because she easily forgets to worry. She knows deep inside the truth and I get to listen to her live. I get to see her taste the rainbow of bliss.

Isabella knows more than I know but there is one thing I do know: I want to believe every single thing she tells me. I want to know not just who I am but who I can be. I don’t know much but I do know who Isabella is. She’s made a difference in my life and others. I am blessed to know her and I strive to know someday what she so clearly knows. So that one day I get to be somebody else’s Isabella and know what Isabella knows.