" the beauty behind the beauty "

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i see you. so many distractions and decorations blocking the line of sight.

and yet i see you beyond the shimmer, beyond the flash & pomp, the façade & flair. coming into clear focus through a veil of costumes and false identities.

you remain powerful and unyielding, the resilience of this stature builds and flexes from within a moment of lowered self-confidence.

but i see you in all of your open glory, beaming open-hearted and broadcasting telemetries of your inner joys. just behind those unsure eyes and hesitation, there has been nothing quite as crystalline.

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" immanent curiosity "

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you must attempt to always be your best Self, against all odds, and for the explicit benefit of those around you. people will come into your life, and it is up to you to meet them with a full force. being present both in heart as well as body.

taking yourself out of the equation then, must mean that you found it permissible to sacrifice your honor and deny people of your winsome everything. you're probably thinking now that you're not as great as you think you are on your best day.

and you'd be right, if not for the fact that a thought process like that is so common, to feel down on oneself or self-deprecating to bring yourself down, in order to give others the opportunity to bring you back up, is completely boring.

be open to people and places, opportunities and tangents, to altered plans and eyes meeting and holding, lingering, acknowledging before looking away.

you are not alone, and no one should hold sway on your mood or demeanor unless it's to lift you up, make you feel better, or support you in your many endeavors. some amazing people are just plain awesome, and you are too.

tonight's homework:

find that special someone, and invite them to meet you at the threshold of your potential, and allow yourself the permission to overcome your own limitations.

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 not very good on starting points. i can feel the urge and the desire to engage, but it’s really already happening by then innit? when did it begin? 
 maybe the lesson is to just forgo the beginnings, and just jump right in. find yourself in mid stride, halfway through the first third of a conversation’s worth of confidence, knee-deep in it. 
 just be there, like a projection of the mind already in the real world. it’s not enough to be in the moment, but you have to be in your moment. someone else’s moment will only give you a skewed perspective. 
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not very good on starting points. i can feel the urge and the desire to engage, but it’s really already happening by then innit? when did it begin?

maybe the lesson is to just forgo the beginnings, and just jump right in. find yourself in mid stride, halfway through the first third of a conversation’s worth of confidence, knee-deep in it.

just be there, like a projection of the mind already in the real world. it’s not enough to be in the moment, but you have to be in your moment. someone else’s moment will only give you a skewed perspective.

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 i just want to believe, full-hearted with all of my individual fibers, that we have in each moment, the potential to make connections with others. 
 obviously is possible, but there are so many little menial things in the way, things! self-doubt, not wanting to bother people…but that in not bothering people, you deny them the pleasure of your conversation, or company, or the idea that sharing a moment or two with a complete stranger makes them not a stranger anymore. 
 i think i’m starting to believe more and more. 
 just great little snippets of lives lived, being heard, maybe being understood, meandering thoughts, putting your best foot forward, and honest and open heart, sparkles, glee, wonder, engaging the fringe of social risks. 
 i’m finding it easier to believe that people are interested in having one of those days, just as much as i am. one where we moved slightly forward in our bravery and happiness, and you were glad to have made a connection however fleeting. 
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i just want to believe, full-hearted with all of my individual fibers, that we have in each moment, the potential to make connections with others.

obviously is possible, but there are so many little menial things in the way, things! self-doubt, not wanting to bother people…but that in not bothering people, you deny them the pleasure of your conversation, or company, or the idea that sharing a moment or two with a complete stranger makes them not a stranger anymore.

i think i’m starting to believe more and more.

just great little snippets of lives lived, being heard, maybe being understood, meandering thoughts, putting your best foot forward, and honest and open heart, sparkles, glee, wonder, engaging the fringe of social risks.

i’m finding it easier to believe that people are interested in having one of those days, just as much as i am. one where we moved slightly forward in our bravery and happiness, and you were glad to have made a connection however fleeting.

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 retired, but active photographer  larry racioppo  shares his very personal account & work regarding superstorm sandy, in a private tour & talk at the  museum of the city of new york .  (i too was a featured photog & speaker, although i kept it fairly brief) 
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retired, but active photographer larry racioppo shares his very personal account & work regarding superstorm sandy, in a private tour & talk at the museum of the city of new york.

(i too was a featured photog & speaker, although i kept it fairly brief)

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