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 Be Brave 

"To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage." -Madonna


Madonna was my hero growing up, still is...one of many. An amazing human being she is, so strong, so edgy--so inspirational. And, by the merit of her gracious words, I am willfully reminded to have courage and fear nothing. Because, at the end of the day, we're all just learning how to survive together, and hopefully one day we'll be even closer together. All it takes is courage. What is there to possibly judge? And, what is there to possibly want from one another, and to long for, and to so passionately demand, other than unconditional love? Does the rest really matter?


If the rest didn't matter as much as it does, i.e. the monetary, the need for security, the coveted "guarantees", our own reputation, if it didn't matter the way it matters in today's world, our relationships with one another would actually transcend. We'd be less desire-driven and more self-sacrificing--more sharing and more willing to listen. And, we'd be more intrepid, more lionhearted, because unconditional love gives us the strength we need to dream as though it's our last day, and to carry on in peace. All we need is each other, that's it. There is an unrestrained atonement, so-to-speak, awaiting it's interjection in our lives, a powerful energy that advances us toward the better version of our self we are meant to be, and the better version of the world where we are born to live, but we have to love...everyday, all day, needing nothing in return. For, in a world built on benevolence, this would be our natural disposition; wanting nothing back, and a true sign of self-knowing, strength and fearlessness. And, such integrity and soul-driven purpose would blind us so profusely, all we would actually see is each other--our souls and our light. And, that's all we would need, and that's all we would need to see. The rest organically happens on it's own, when we let it. And, it's magical.




It's a miracle.




To love unconditionally, expecting nothing in return is probably the hardest thing we'll ever have to do, if we do it.




But...hey it sure is worth it if you do it, it's worth it for your own sake.




May we each be more courageous today, making more room for possibilities and less room for all the old and tired drawbacks. Because deep within, we are much too powerful to settle for anything less. 




Settle for Love only, and be brave




-AM

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