Your Life is Your Canvas

 I share a poem I received today via email ... it's one of those show stopping... take a big-deep-breath-in ones that make you want to live your life a lot bigger.  I also found it so close to my heart resonating so clearly.  I believe the greatest thing I could do with this right now was to share it with you.

love Denise xo

YOUR LIFE IS YOUR CANVAS 
Your life is your canvas. 
You are your own greatest creation. 
Don't you remember 
how when you were little 
you knew in your bones you would be able to do anything? 
Anything that was really yours to do? 
This is our chance, right now. 
To move out of the place 
of victim and into the place 
of creating our life as if we could do anything with it. 
I know you feel trapped sometimes 
I know you don't see the way through
I know the mountain is so big 
that needs moving. 
But I also know this... 
Our life is our art. 
You are art. 
You are the one with the brush 
and the one with the colors. 
Your emotional landscape 
is the place to create your life from. 
This isn't about it being 
ALL GOOD 
and there being no mistakes. 
This is about continuing to 
create even when you feel like you are on fire or
 underwater with no way to catch a breath. 
This is about opening your 
heart to love one more time. 
About risking being hurt,
again. 
About moving the cage of 
the body off and dancing 
your hips back to life. 
About moving the grimace 
of your mouth away and kissing 
kissing the very air in front of you. 
This is about an inquiry 
into how to be in love with anything 
and anyone even when you feel 
so all alone. I know you feel so all alone 
some days. So do I. 
But there is one thing I know for sure, 
that you are with me and I am with you. 
The red thread of connection 
between is as strong as ever and if you 
close your eyes you will see 
I am your companion for the journey. 
Fellow seeker on the path of life 
looking to make art out of the past 
and make the future into our own 
greatest creation. 
I once thought, not so long ago 
that the best of my life was behind me. 
I now know that is a lie I told myself. 
It is my decision for the best of life 
to be in front of me. 
Will you choose with me? 
Right now will you CHOOSE? 
See my hand extended reaching for you. 
We can do this together. 
We can open to love again. 
Open to light again. 
You don't have to get rid of your 
fear first, or your pain. 
There is a divine spark 
at the end of God's finger 
lighting the pilot light of your 
heart right now.
 I see itI! I see it! 
Come with me... 
Come with me... 
Come with me... 
to the other side of the 
scars of the heart. 
Come with me 
and together we will 
paint our new legends 
over cups of steaming 
tea and use as much 
gold paint as we feel 
we need to make the world 
glow again. 
~ Shiloh Sophia