Subsistence Sweet and Strange

Spring is a season said to bring about New Hope. In everything. Faith in renewal. In starting again. Belief that forgiveness is near. And the understanding of what brings you to where you stand. Rebirth. And beginning again.

In theory, all life has sustained. And weathered the elements. With a strengthened will to start new. Even that in the far reaches of nature, unwatched, bears the courage to rise again with no prompting. And often without the proper warmth or support.

This is the clockwork movement of resilience. This is the unbending resolve to persevere and continue on. This is hope eternal, innocence and curiosity for the unknown ahead. Allowing vulnerability to all that comes. The forward path of love and beauty for even the most silent. Even when we stand alone.

The human soul is not so much unlike those buds, those breached and not. With both inborn ambition and desperation to simply move forward. To buoy themselves back up in validation of their struggle. Affirmation. For the sake of revival and healing. It is instinct to try again. To repair. So we stay visible. We stay hopeful. With a hand extended in that renewal. Tended to or not, we do what we must. And what we feel called to do. Both heart, and root. Stronger yet when we believe we are standing alone.

This is belief that we can endure even the harshest of winters. Waiting silently for any touch of sunlight to set things in the right direction. Any at all.

Sam

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29 thoughts on “Subsistence Sweet and Strange

  1. Ugh, I used to play “The Rose” on the piano all the time. One of my all time favorites.

    Sounds like you received some inspiration and soul-resuscitation this weekend.

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    1. Gah! 😒 The sheet music to The Rose that I gave to my mom as a gift when I was in high school is still framed in their house…..😭 THERAPY NOW!!

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      1. Noooo! Now I’m emotional!

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        1. I know! This post brought up some unexpected shizz lmaoooo

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  2. Yes indeed! Makes me think of the Bette Midler song THE ROSE. πŸŒΉπŸ’ŒπŸ’Œ

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    1. Ohh boy 😒…that was my mother’s favorite song. ‘It’s the Soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live’. Guess I’m crying my way back home today 😭😭😭

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      1. Awww…. I didn’t mean to make you cry. It’s a beautiful, hopeful song! No matter how hard things get, there’s ALWAYS hope! And love! And light!
        HUGS! BIG HUGS!!

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        1. No, believe me, I need that. It’s a very good thing 😊😊😊 A good sad, I think.

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          1. I absolutely know what you mean by a good sad. Like when I watch THE NOTEBOOK.πŸ˜­πŸ’žβ£

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            1. 😭😭😭

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  3. Hi, nice to see you. I’m not writing much these days. Nice to see your post as usual. xo

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    1. Hellooooo! I’m really not either but I always love seeing your posts pop up πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€— Hope you’re doing well!

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  4. There is a lot of faith and revival in those words.

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    1. 😒😒😒 Thank you…this has grown on me in the past few days.

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      1. You’re always welcome. It almost concludes a long season of storms…..and this is the calm….the vegetation that grows, after the down pour. Life. 🌻

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        1. πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—βš˜πŸŒΉπŸ΅πŸŒΈπŸŒΊπŸŒ»πŸŒ΅πŸŒ·

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          1. πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ΅πŸŒ²πŸŒ·πŸŒΉπŸŒ»πŸŒΊπŸŒΈπŸŒ΅

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            1. What did we both use that came across as a fucking cactus?

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            2. Lol! I don’t know. β€˜Vegetation’ maybe.😁

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            3. Oh, it’s cookin’!

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            4. 😁😁😁I don’t know why this is funny to me…..but it is.

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            5. Um..because it’s hilarious is why. “I’ll just stick to my cooking apps”πŸ‘’

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            6. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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            7. πŸ‘’ Cracking. *Up!

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            8. Still so funny. But in a way that it’s embarrassing and we shouldn’t talk about it but do anyway lmaoπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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            9. Right. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ It always gets tucked away and some how finds its way back into conversation. It’s always funny. This never gets old. Lolol

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  5. Beautiful post. May sunlight bathe you in healing light and spark the essence of your sweet soul to flourish again xo

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    1. Thank you so much! 😭😭😭 Spring brings about the strangest cycles for me. Luckily this one has been better than the last and I am almost through it 😊

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      1. Whew…keep the faith and positivity growing! I’ll keep sending you positivity too! πŸ™‚

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