Up now on @bleeckerandbliss : how I cured my anxiety - 100% naturally!! This post is close to my 💙 so please share with someone who deserves to calm the eff down. Link in my bio! [found more hearts in Brooklyn yesterday 👏🏻]
You hated your eye color,
Called it a dull and dirty brown,
Wished for the deep blue of an ocean,
Where admirers hearts would drown,
And it pained me when I realized,
You'd never see it like I do.
The way your eyes hint a story,
That I want to read right through,
They hold specks of stolen sunlight,
That you'd miss with just one glance,
And a depth of raw emotion,
That can freeze you in a trance.
They're a fix of melted chocolate,
When I'm craving something sweet,
But hold a gaze that's so unwavering,
That I find it hard to meet.
I fall right down the rabbit hole,
When I look into your eyes.
The brown of earth's unfettered beauty,
That I yearn to mesmerize.
When I was tired of not belonging,
They made me feel like I'd been found.
And I hope you never say again,
That your eyes are simply brown.
Do you trust that places within you that already ‘knows’?
Do you listen to your own voice, that gut feeling, your own knowing over the external suggestions and voices.
That space within already knows what no text book can teach. But we need to learn how to access that space, trust and surrender.. then we know what else to learn and we seek the wisdom to guide our inner landscape ..
Morale to the musings tap into and trust the knowing within its talking to you for a reason.
RISE Awakening the gypsy soul 5 week workshop series begins this Sunday few spots left ❤️❤️
Before I sign off for the evening,
wanted to finish my thoughts from my post the other day. Here goes:
In the build up to opening Rylea Bloom, I moonlighted as a freelance wedding floral designer for a decade. I finally took the last step and quit the bank (after months of agonizing over-thinking) and gained experience at a downtown shop. One day, a customer asked me how I knew this was what I wanted to do. After all, my first career was as far from blooms as I could ever be! He was a UofT professor and was inspired by my move to a ‘second career’, believing me to be brave. He said to me: “But really, it’s not a career is it? It’s more like a calling.” In fact, he also used the word “vocation” in our conversation.
-- And that right there was the truth of it all. --
What I labeled as a "hobby" was actually the calling that I need to meet. I realized I didn’t choose flowers, they chose me. I had been hitting the snooze button for so many years on this part of my life, but one day I decided: no more! [...this is getting kinda long cuz I do think ALOT, so u can read my final thoughts on the blog. Collected into one concise story there! Lol. https://ryleabloom.com/blog/beforeryleabloomed/ ]
But to sum it up... tomorrow morning...maybe its time to stop hitting snooze? 🤔 Just sayin'. Xo.