Imagine That.

“I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone’s shadows. If I fail, if I succeed, at least I lived as I believe.”

…about living your dreams

When we were young, we did not hesitate. We did exactly what we wanted to do, because all we knew was that moment we were in. We didn’t understand the concept of “future.” Look around, that’s all everyone is obsessed with. It’s a shame. Life is swept away, because it’s controlled by what has not yet happened. The flowers that stand today are overlooked, because people want to see the flowers that will grow tomorrow, as if that is more interesting, more valuable.

When we were young, we did not hesitate. Even when we were told not to do something, we listened to ourselves and did things anyway – it was human instinct to do that. It’s natural to listen to thyself, and allow the spirit to move you. We’ve been told “no” over and over again, to the point it has conditioned us to be fearful of simply trying. Reverse that condition! Change your environment, and go to a place where you believe in your desires and potential. Say “yes” to your dreams.

When we were young, we did not hesitate. We listened to our inner child. We played. We laughed. We vividly expressed our emotions. It was okay. It still is! We got hurt. We got back up. We tried new things. Then we were told what to do, all the time. That’s not always necessary, especially when the people telling you what to do don’t know what they’re doing themselves. We’re all just figuring it out. Stop walking in their shadows. Listen to yourself. Do what feels right. Let your spirit guide you. We’re all inspired by individuality, so just be yourself. Close your eyes, dare to dream, and when you open them – I hope and pray you’re where you want to be.

“Imagine if you just friggin’ did the damn thing you wanna do. Imagine that!” -Ava DuVernay

Yes, You.

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I am a butterfly, because I said so.

I’ve painted my own colors, and I fly where I wanna. 

No one owes me a thing, and I sure don’t owe anyone else. 

I owe it all to myself. 

Many people quote “Living my best life,” and they should.

Why shouldn’t YOU? 

My prayer is for everyone to find peace.

Within.

Everything will then fall into place. 

Give yourself permission.

Allow your dreams to come true.

Allow your love to be wild.

Allow your life to speak volumes.

Allow yourself release to your inner child. 

Yes, YOU! 

xoxo, DMC

Philosophies of Indian yogi, Sadhguru:

  • Stop thinking so intensely – that causes depression.
  • You’re not mad at somebody, you’ve just gone mad.
  • Nothing is stressful, it is the inability to manage your body, mind and emotions.
  • The problem is irresponsible growth of the human population.
  • It is not a privilege to be depressed so that you’ll get attention from somebody.
  • Life is not outside of you. You are life.
  • Every breath you take, you’re getting closer to your grave, every breath you take, you’re also getting closer to your liberation.
  • Spirituality is empowerment.
  • It would be wonderful if this world was guided by little children, because they are closer to life than anyone else.
  • Joy is a natural phenomenon. Misery is your creation.
  • It pays to be joyful!
  • Don’t be dead serious about your life. It’s just a play.
  • If there is something in your life which means something to you, you should not postpone it for a single day. 
  • Whatever happens, ultimately, life corrects itself.
  • You can either live logically or magically. It’s your choice.
  • You know everything about the world, but you do not know anything about yourself. This is a ridiculous way to live.
  • Do not try to fix whatever comes in your life. Fix yourself in such a way that whatever comes, you will be fine.
  • The more conclusions you have, the less you experience life.
  • Do not try to be the best, just do your best.
  • Yesterday only lives in your mind.
  • Be the light of your life.

YES, YOU!

 

 

 

 

 

The Sun

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Today, once again, from a tent on a beach, at 6:42 AM, I watched with amazement, the sun presenting itself to the day, as each time is the first time. It reminds me of the opportunity we have as people to enter the day, brand new, with style and grace. There were hues of light blue, purple, orange, and pink that were sprinkled throughout the sky, almost as if it were a red carpet for the sun’s arrival. When it happened, when I noticed the first sight of the tip of the sun, I became excited yet again, for something I’ve seen multiple times before, and when it came into full view, just like the ending to a classic movie, I wanted to give it a standing ovation. I almost wanted to cry. Just like that, taking in something so simple, as a sunrise, has reminded me yet again of the possibilities in life.

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Phuket, Thailand. 2018

It’s the 27th day, and from the sands of Phuket, I sat still until the spirit moved me to write. During that stillness, so much flashed through my mind. I remembered moments of being in love, moments of mourning, moments of celebrating new life, moments of celebrating personal successes, moments of experiencing new things for the first time, moments of landing in countries I’ve always dreamed of visiting, moments of witnessing my very own dreams coming true. Then I was moved to pick up a book and continue reading, when it hit me.

I’m reading an inspiring story written by Bill Strickland, “Make the Impossible Possible.” This is becoming one of my favorite reads after The Alchemist, The Four Agreements and The Book of Awakening.

In the book, Bill Strickland shares his story of building a dream that he didn’t originally plan for himself, but because he’s a man who simply follows his heart and trusts his intuition, has been led to unveil an inspiring reality that has come to positively impact and transform the lives of many people, people who would have never believed in themselves if it weren’t for the opportunities Bill Strickland was able to present to them – had he not listened to his gut and fought to make all that seemed impossible, possible. It’s a story that reminds me of the powers that lie within the combination of harwork, faith, determination, consistency, and a heart to do good.

The chapter I just finished reading was the fuel I needed to keep the flame burning of all of the new dreams I have for myself, and it said to me ever so clearly that I must not scale back any of my hopes and dreams, because they’re all possible and necessary.

I have goals of connecting with more people, of presenting an opportunity for students to learn in a new way, of reaching new levels of creative artistic expression, of immersing myself in new lands and cultures, of learning new languages and carving a path that will lead me to connect my way back to my roots. There’s so much more to this life, without a doubt, and impossible is nothing as long as the sun is out.

Bloom.

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Chiang Mai, Thailand. 2018. 

“Life is a journey, not a destination. There are no mistakes, just chances we’ve taken. Lay down your regrets, cause all we have is now. Wake up in the morning, and get out of bed. Start making a mental list in my head of all of the things that I am grateful for…Early in the morning, it’s the dawn of a new day. New hopes, new dreams, new ways. I open up my eyes and I open up my mind and I wonder how life will surprise me today.” -India Arie

The Chiang Mai Flower Festival is hosted every year during the first weekend of February, displaying colorful chrysanthemums, damask roses, and so much more. Just near the city center, the streets are filled with vendors of plants, flowers, orchids and garden decorations. Overall, the city is beautiful, and has the rich vibe that speaks to my soul. The flowers that fill the streets is life’s way of reminding me to laugh, smile, and keep things simple.

Nature in general, always finds a way to gently tap me on the shoulder and whisper how magical it is to carry on organically. In translation, I typically hear a drawn out whimsical tone, with the following words recited, “Just be yourself.” Whenever I hear that, a weight is lifted, and there becomes less pressure in understanding the particular reason of why I’m here. Just a soul aware of the possibility in having a spiritually satisfying human experience. The idea is to gracefully learn from all that enters and exits my life, and see how those things contribute to my wild growth. For that reason, I’m grateful for the variations of my surroundings. With each clarifying day, I’m inspired to remove anything that I  consider “clutter,” by focusing on what is essential to my growth.

“She is like a wildflower, beautiful, fierce and free.”

Often enough, there’s so much that distracts us from keeping life simple, and I find the presence of flowers to be one of many stimulating experiences that gracefully gestures organic beauty.

The next time you stop to smell the roses (when you look at yourself in the mirror), remember:

“Wherever life plants you, bloom with grace.”

“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”

“Happiness blooms from within.”

“She sprouted love like flowers, grew a garden in her mind, and even on the darkest days, from her smile the sun still shined.”

“Like wildflowers, you must allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would.”

“A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it, it just blooms.”

“You are not your roots, you are a flower grown from them.”

“May the flowers remind us why the rain was so necessary.”

“Like flowers, we can also choose to bloom.”

“The earth laughs in flowers.”

“Advice from a sunflower: ‘Be bright, sunny and positive. Spread seeds of happiness. Rise, shine, and hold your head high.”

“Live wild, flower child.”

… and most importantly, “Bloom baby, bloom!”

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When You Learn, Teach.

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Kyoto, Japan. 2018.

It’s been two years since the All Things DMC Blog has become one of many places where I collect my thoughts. I’m grateful for the courage I have to elaborate freely on some of my sentiments, and to place them on a platform that creates dialogue with others. So far, it has been a wonderful interactive learning experience for me, and I’m connecting with people in a way that is always inspiring. I love Maya Angelou’s words, so eloquently phrased, “When you get, give. When you learn, teach.” These are actions of a humanitarian. 

In the last few months, as I’ve been journeying across the world, I am opening my eyes to new information and new possibilities. I am discovering that my heart is set on working with children. I want to get, and give. I want to learn, and teach! During moments of reflection, I see how inspired I’ve been to take on opportunities allowing me to work with youth in many different ways. I’ve managed volunteer groups for youth activities, wrote a children’s book about the impactful power of volunteers, shared the story with many children around the world, and coordinated resources for children and their families. I find myself always looking for a way to help people, and those people mostly happen to be young humans. As they’re on their own quest to navigate life, I have realized that I want to be apart of their learning experience. I want to focus on supporting the ones I can, by becoming equipped as an educator of children learning English as a second language. With my combined passion to travel, this seems to be the right approach. It’s a new journey, for a new year, and I’m excited! There’s a lot going on in my mind, and a reflection of my thoughts has become a life filled with adventures. 

As I sit here blogging, from a co-working space in Kyoto, I am inspired by the individuals around me who also realize their power to pursue and experience a life of adventure. That’s just it, it’s what we’re here to do. Live our best lives. It’s simply transforming ideas into tangible magic.

This month spent in Japan has been a direct reflection of my sentiments for simplicity, peace, spirituality, purpose, intentionality, and joy. I’ve been taken back to the root of it all, the root of my what brings me joy. I feel reloaded with the necessary tool to move forward, faith. I like to think I’m the type to not only march to the beat of my own drum, but to also spend time first making the drum. I think there are many students out there who’d appreciate a teacher like that. Someone to inspire them to be curious, tap into their hearts, and to feel confident and excited when it’s time to try new things!

If you’ve read my children’s book Peers, Cheers, and Volunteers you may have noticed that Ms. August is more than a fictional character. She’s also more than a teacher, recognizing that she’s a student first, and always.  

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Beauty Mark

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Kerid Crater, Iceland. 2017

We all remember the day of the incident that scarred us, and changed our lives forever. Some of us remember the exact time, the scent, the words, the sounds. We remember every tingle and every tear. In the moment, the unexplainable was happening, the unimaginable, the unattainable, the inevitable. Not only was it happening, not only was it real, but it was present with a force, assuring we felt every ounce of pain, and it wasn’t leaving quietly. It was preparing to leave a mark. It was forcing a dent, a scar, a blemish, a distinguished feature, a crater, and ultimately, a distinct memory. Selfishly, this experience becomes the center of attention, and maybe not necessarily the preferred topic of discussion, but most certainly the elephant in the room. This new scar is uncomfortable, because it’s impossible to hide. It’s too large, too foreign, too complicated to explain. Yet, in nature, when we come across a crater of some sort, we find these “scars” to be “beauty marks.”

Nature’s scars become National Parks and World Wonders. We write articles and books about them, we rave on social media, we spend lots of money to see them in person, we travel the distance and make sacrifices, we take lots of pictures, tell our family and friends, we promote and advocate, and we become their biggest fans. At what point, after observing and obsessing, do we self-reflect? At what point after exercising all of those activities do we stop, sit, and have compassion for ourselves?

Similar to Earth, we too have experienced some shakes, quakes, rumbles, punctures, and blemishes; pain that has created scars, but aren’t they beauty marks as well? Why aren’t we turning our craters into wonders of our own worlds? Why are we not viewing them as art, taking photos, writing articles and books, telling our family and friends? The pain becomes beautiful, because it’s a part of us. It becomes something to talk about, study, discuss, observe, document, appreciate, share, and maybe even something we turn into profit, but let’s not keep our craters to ourselves. Similar to Earth’s natural wonders, we too, have scars, that become beauty marks.

After the storm – the sun shined, the rainbow appreared, the clouds were like candy, the flowers blossomed, and everyone thought you were so beautiful, but you thought it was only because of the sun.

 

Abstract Nature Girl.

 

 

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Vinales, Cuba. 2017

Far beyond anything we can see with our eyes. Until infinity, as long as we believe. Take care of our minds, and our hearts, and exist forever. Keep a healthy self. Keep light. Keep love. Be light. Be love. Declutter and detach. Flow freely; be whimsical. Have a clear understanding on how to embrace and release all that comes and goes. Be still. Connect with the trees. Study nature. Become its reflection. Listen to the birds when they sing. Reject fear, judgement and discomfort. Welcome courage, and be courageous. Watch the changes right before our eyes. Don’t deny them. Pay attention to the evolution, within and around us. We are spirits. Let our spirits direct our steps. Trust in that, because it feels right. How much do we have to cover up? Layer up? Dumb down in make-up? Do not hide. Do not die. Do not subside. Awaken! Let’s get centered, balanced, lifted. Disconnect from “things” and get charged up! Find purity, and value that. Find innocence, and capitalize on that. Find radiance, and become drenched in that. Find the light, and never lose it again. Sing and fly as wild as birds. Grow strong and deeply rooted. The sky is beautiful. The ocean, so soothing. Let’s get back to nature, so much, that we become it.

 

What are we feeling?

What are we thinking?

What are we doing?

What are we saying?

What are we eating?

Is it all natural?

Does it come from nature?

What’s the energy like?

 Be still.

Peace.

Grace.

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Montego Bay, Jamaica, 2016

It was so peaceful atop the rock, which was perfectly positioned for one to take in such astonishing natural beauty. Wow, Jamaica – you’re gorgeous. There was such a strong sense of stillness as I sat there, taking a moment to be grateful for all I am, and all I have. I admit, again and again, “It’s the simple things that makes me happy.” It’s life’s purest and most innocent beauties that I admire so much. In those moments, I am reminded to show gratitude for good health. Not great or excellent health, because I believe we all suffer from some sense of mental, physical, spiritual and emotional imbalance. I’m grateful for loving and supportive family and friends, opportunities to travel, living dreams out loud as an author and artist, and working in an admirable field of education where everyone around me is helping to inspire and teach children (our future). I love this quote, “When you change the way you see things, the things you see will change.” I believe that to be true. It is all about perspective. So, when I think of the guardian angels that have been placed in my life over time as my very own spiritual guides, I am now viewing them from an angle of appreciation. Physical loss of near and dear loved ones may be the greatest form of pain that any human endures, but we get to a point where we are even grateful that their spirit carries on. As much as we miss sounds of their laughter, warm hugs, and kind words, it’s comforting to know that they are always in our hearts and guiding our steps. Over time, the light in which we see them shifts from darkness. It does not have to be sad forever…because we all know we’re going some day, and when that day comes we’ll become guardian angels ourselves. Losing their laughter, warm hugs and kind words, should only encourage us to laugh more, hug more and speak kindly to others, as often as we can. Our guardian angels feed our destiny. They are light. It is a struggle to always see them in this way, but it is the best way. So, I’m grateful for them, everyday, in every way. I try my best to keep an attitude of gratitude, because I’ve noticed that when I’m gracious and grateful, blessings that were never even imagined begins to surface, and my life experiences truly turn out to be just as beautiful as nature.

Own It.

 

IMG_9982 “It’s not always pretty.”

People all around the world think critically about their lives. The events that take place, the things we do, the way we interact with others. We compare, cry and question everything. We force ourselves to believe that we’ve got it so hard. We stress and worry. We become anxious and behave irrationally. What we have is just not enough. We over think and pass judgement. We’ve created a fast-paced world, and have become unreasonably selfish monsters with a major lack of patience and awareness.

People are mentally flustered, and need attention – now! We don’t just want to be seen, we want a connection. We want to be loved, recognized and supported, yet in control of everything. Too often, the need to be validated is sought from others. There’s a build up of doubt that becomes detrimental. Stress is a dangerous thing. Social media is a pool of deception. We are the masters of manipulation. Everything wears a mask. We fool others, but don’t expect to be fooled in return. The issue with people is that we always think we’re the only ones dealing with something. Yes, we’re intelligent and obviously capable of amazingness. We’re not always what we appear to be, but we have to “play the part,” because apparently we’re registered for some sort of competition. We value the arbitrary, and downplay life’s priceless gifts; our natural beauty, our precious talents, the ones who love us. Behind closed doors we stress and worry. We’re fragile when vulnerable, so that’s kept hidden. Advertise day life, fine print night life. Feeling stressed, confused, uncertain, perhaps envious, remember that we’ve all traveled different paths to get where we are today. All pretty things have roots, and they go through their seasons. Everyone goes through the seasons. Live an authentic life, push through and know that you’re an inspiration to someone.

 

 

 

 

Trust Me.

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When I wrote Peers, Cheers, and Volunteers – I had no idea I was creating such a timeless story. I didn’t notice the effect it would have on children; the way they’d find themselves relating to it in multiple ways. Malik is the main character. He’s approximately 8 years old and in the third grade. Malik is quiet and standoffish, and is often considered rude. He doesn’t like school, doesn’t like his classmates and doesn’t like people. We all know a “Malik”. He feels he can’t trust anyone since his mother abandoned him, and his father. The result of a missing mother has caused Malik to have trust issues. He can’t fathom the fact that the one human who was supposed to love, protect and guide him most, is the same one who seemed to have left without guilt, or even hesitation. Maybe she hesitated, but I haven’t gotten that far yet. Then, you have Ms. August, Malik’s teacher. She’s concerned about him, and that subjects her to be clever in her approach of encouraging him to loosen up, open up and try new things. Her goal is to prove to him that there are people in his life who want to care for him. Her message is that a family is not only the people who brought you into the world, or live in your home. She wants him to know that in her class, they are family; they’re a community, and in their community – everyone shows compassion for one another. Although two of his classmates – Angelica and Ani don’t know the best way to show that they care about him, and find it easier to tease him for his differences – they too, evolve in the story. Ms. August introduces Michael and Val; two volunteers who ended up working in a group with Malik, Angelica and Ani. Once Michael got a chance to observe Malik’s disinterest in school, it made him think of his own childhood – and automatically felt connected to Malik’s persona. Michael then decided it was his duty to act as a “big brother” and give Malik some advice – all the while teaching Angelica and Ani how to be compassionate. Overall, Malik is dealing with trust issues – similar to many of us.

When I find myself reading this realistic fiction to groups of students – I notice even more, the gap that exists in children’s literature. Peers, Cheers, and Volunteers creates a platform for people to identify with life-like characters, and dive into discussions exploring: trust; compassion; the value of volunteering; the value of male mentors; the golden rule; community; misunderstood children, the iceberg effect and more. It amazes me every time! Especially when I ask, “How many of you think you are similar to Malik?” and they actually admit by raising their hands. Then you have the teachers who thank me for reading the story, because they have students who can relate. So many children are angry, confused and resentful toward the adults who try to shield them from the truth. How can we blame them for their outlandish behavior? The truth is, we can’t. We have to acknowledge them, their feelings and their wisdom – because they’ve been through situations that have forced them to grow up quickly. Don’t be frustrated with the children who don’t behave like “children” – it’s not their fault. They’re being raised in environments where situations are brushed under the rug, yet when they go to school, their teachers challenge them to use their brain – find answers, conduct research, ask questions, aim for intelligence, learn, think, grow. When they are home, their parents/guardians shield them from life’s truths. It doesn’t make sense! The only thing children want from adults, is guidance. They yearn for information to help make sense of why things are the way they are. It’s natural to be curious. Why did Malik’s mom leave, and why is his father choosing not to discuss the situation? Maybe if Malik had an explanation, his behavior in school would be different.

All of this to say, I’m finally working on Peers, Cheers, and Volunteers II. We all have more than deeply-rooted trust issues, just take a look at your habits – yes, they stem from childhood.