Blog: What treasure does your heart hold?

I'm not sure I'll take this quote literally. 
                      When we're not alive technically we're dead, right? 

But, there can be a significant difference between merely living and being fully alive! And we can take that one step further to being consciously aware of being fully alive, or merely living depending on the choices you make.

I put the quote on the photo of this door for a reason, aside from the fact that it's my shed door and I really like the magic of Instagram! I think when we are hiding our hearts behind metaphorical doors, we also hide that part of ourselves from ourselves, too. 

What treasures are hiding behind your metaphorical doors? And why aren't you letting that treasure out? 

I know for myself, more in my twenties but sometimes still, I keep my treasures hidden because I'm not ready to expose them. I can be very sensitive to criticism and don't immediately put up a healthy boundary that will allow people to have an opinion about my treasure without me taking it personally. This takes practice, conscious daily practice...and don't always get it quite right.

At times when I have hidden myself away I also have felt cut off and lonely. It takes great risk to expose your true self. It's times like this though, in the revealing of my inner most self, that I feel more alive. I feel more connected despite the risk of rejection. 

I feel like today this is a rambling sort of blog post...and that's okay. I'm merely expressing my musings about death, dying, life and living...so today it's more about the life part of that equation. There is a life that I have been given and sometimes I choose to hide behind walls and other times I'll peek one eye out from behind an opened crack, and still other times I'll tear down the wall or stand in front with it behind me for support. 

I kind of think I'm peeking out from the crack today. I'm not entirely engaged in writing this post and yet I feel there is a message in here somewhere.

I like it when I've posed a clear message that is easy to read and that when you've read it you'll think...'aha...I've got that message and I love it!'...

So, from behind my protective wall I see less than I'd like but I also feel safe here, at least for this moment. Life always changes the game, I can always change the game. But for this moment, without making anything wrong or bad, I have opened the door a tiny bit, poked my head out just enough to share, and will leave you with just enough to be curious to come back for more next time. 

For another day, I am passionately yours,
Ava

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