Memories that remind me to be happy 

When I was about 14 years old I went to Kansas City to stay with my great grandmother. I wasn’t being safe with my life and needed to be removed from my friends at the time. I was evolving myself in activities that were dangerous to myself and others. I needed a change of environment.

My parents sent me there to keep me out of trouble for the summer. I spent those months trying to figure out things about myself. During my time there I visited my grandfather and my great aunt Zista. I remember being afraid of that big ol worn down house. The creeks and the sounds from the old wood. I jumped in her bed for safe keeping. I knew if I stayed in her room just long enough for the sun to come up that I would be alright to sleep. I needed the sunlight to shine through and show me the things the darkness couldn’t show me. 

  
That’s the beauty of the light. 

Nature’s natural light showed all the things that regular light couldn’t. Once the sun came up I could see everything that was once hidden by shadows. Hidden by darkness.

Today I woke up with some tummy issues and with some soul issues. I let myself be guided through some yoga postures and then I let my thoughts be guided through some healing. 

The beauty of memories are that they can be seen from different angles. The beauty of life is that out of the darkness comes light. 

What memories are you grateful for? I’m grateful for them all, but definitely this one in particular. 
C. L Cunningham 

Healing my soul and embracing my truth 

Happy Sunday everyone 🌞

Namaste 

Photo quote courtesy of https://www.pinterest.com/pin/340584790563924880/

2 thoughts on “Memories that remind me to be happy 

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    1. If darkness is allowed to swallow up light then it probably will. But as long as the light has the want and need to shine through it will always consume the darkness. 💚🌞✨ In my opinion 😉

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