Live, Love, Be Happy

You have a story. I have a story. Sometimes our paths cross, so we can tell each other's stories. The Universe works in mysterious ways.

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I like stories. I like fairy tales. I feel vulnerable admitting it.

Yes, I am a romantic, but that is not why I believe in fairy tales. I have said more than once before that I think life is magical; life's a miracle. And isn't a fairy tale a story of magic, enchantments?

Every time I'm out and about, I see hundreds and thousands of stories passing by. They are very intimate - stories of loss, love, discovery, triumph, hope, belief, sadness, heartache, revival, happiness, romance... It's hard to read these stories by their covers alone. Some have brand new pretty covers, others are used and thorn. And most of the time the cover deceives about the contents of the book. The story inside 100% of the time turns out to be so much more than you expected.

I can't count the times I've been surprised, intrigued, and inspired by a story, just from being curious enough to open to the first page. The introduction is short and sweet, but once you find yourself connecting to the few first pages, you feel that there is something of great value inside. And once you feel relaxed about learning and receiving, it can become a spring of wealth, knowledge, and insight into your own personal story.

It's funny how someone else's story can be a mirror of your own. And isn't that which makes you attracted to certain stories more than others - the fact that you find similarities and relation between the qualities, struggles, ambitions, experiences, desires, and mindset of the characters and yourself? Perhaps you find things you've been looking for, like love, happiness, inspiration, acceptance, generosity, connection, honesty...

I like metaphors. Haha. I've been using books, stories, and fairy tales as metaphors for life itself and its vibrancy of experiences, knowledge, and miracles. The people we meet every day - they are living stories with colorful pasts and hopeful futures worth reading.

As an introvert, it's not easy for me to go out of my way and start a conversation with someone I don't know. However, through health coaching I've made connections with some extraordinary individuals. I've heard incredible stories. And every time I am left completely in awe of the extent of beauty in this life. As humans we are capable of unbelievable resilience, love, change and growth. And as in every story, there's a moral, a lesson to be learned.

That is why I've been more open to connecting with new people. I find it interesting looking at life from different points of view. It's inspiring. You also learn a lot...not only about life and the person standing across from you, but yourself. There is something about the experiences, conversations, and circumstances that bring out some old, unresolved pain and present you with new ways of healing, feeling, thinking and expressing, which can completely redefine your purpose, passion, and way of living, way of being.

So, don't be afraid to be vulnerable with people who bring out that side of you because I feel like that is the whole point of living - to connect. And grow. And love. And influence and be influenced. It's scary. No one wants to feel hurt. But I don't think that people hurt us; I think that the way we internalize things that happen to us creates pain. But that's a whole new subject for another time.

This has been a very random blog post about the things in my head at the moment. I'm wondering how do you view life? Tell me in the comments!

"Life is amazing. And then it's awful. And then it's amazing again. And in between the amazing and the awful, it's ordinary and mundane and routine. Breathe in the amazing, hold on through the awful, and relax and exhale during the ordinary. That's just living. Heartbreaking, soul-healing, amazing, awful, ordinary life. And it's breathtakingly beautiful." -LR Knost

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