Musings......

The voice I recently mentioned is resurfacing, prompting questions about the direction of the Souls of Byron project. Is it acceptable to intertwine personal reflections? Should the focus solely be on the encounters between souls? How did this venture become so intimately entwined with my own experiences? Did I naively anticipate that our selected souls would bare their souls without me doing the same? Will my writing ever remain straightforward, discussing mere weather or offering brief soul biographies? Or is it destined to delve into deep introspection, revealing my innermost thoughts for all to see? Only time will tell. For now, I trust in the authenticity of what I offer. My words may not resonate with everyone, but perhaps within them, someone will find a spark of recognition or inspiration. Perhaps they will serve as a catalyst for self-discovery or offer solace to others on their own journeys.

a crack in everything............

Ring the bells that still can ring, Forget your perfect offering, There is a crack in everything. Thats how the light gets in.
— Leonard Cohen

The recent Souls shoots have been profound, intricate, and challenging. I search for the right words, feeling that any attempt falls short of capturing the essence.

Souls of Byron transcends any previous project I've undertaken. It permeates every corner, every facet of my life. Engaging deeply with souls, absorbing their stories and emotions, leaves an indelible mark. These threads intertwine with Elie's and my lives, profoundly impacting us both.

For the first time, I see others without the veils we typically wear. Peeling back layers, I unearth gold amidst insecurities and quirks. Embracing my own darkness and imperfections has enabled me to love my authentic self—frayed edges and all. In doing so, I now behold others through the lens of my heart, seeing their messy, intense, delightful humanity.

True beauty resides in imperfection; flaws are the badges of our shared humanity. I'm drawn to faces etched with stories, eyes that unveil lifetimes. Share your scars, your tales; reveal your entirety. Embracing our entirety liberates us, for it is the sum of our parts that makes us unique.

Like Kintsugi, where broken pottery is repaired with gold, our fractures become pathways to greater beauty and depth. The authenticity of being human overwhelms me, as I marvel at the courage and complexity inherent in our existence. To all who bravely show up, keep shining your light.

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“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” -Howard Thurman

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Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world; indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.
— Margaret Mead

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My great great grandchildren ask me in dreams
what did you do while the planet was plundered?
What did you do when the earth was unraveling?
Surely you did something when the seasons started failing?
As the mammals, reptiles, birds were all dying?
Did you fill the streets with protest when democracy was stolen?

What did you do once you knew?

~ D. Dellinger

dreamy pebbled heart

As we strolled towards the front door, my youngest, a spirited 5-year-old, began bouncing with excitement. "Look, Mama!" she exclaimed, pointing to a remarkable sight on the pathway: a large heart crafted from carefully arranged pebbles. It was a gesture so tender, it touched the depths of our souls.

What made this gift even more enchanting was the mystery surrounding its creator. In a community brimming with kindred spirits, any one of our thoughtful neighbours could have bestowed this delightful surprise upon us. As we marvelled at the intricately arranged stones, we couldn't help but speculate about the secret hands behind this heartfelt offering.

Even now, the memory of that pebbled heart fills me with warmth and joy. To the mystery, your act of kindness remains a divine blessing in our lives.