you stole my star

You’re a shooting star I see
A vision of ecstasy

The stars are unbelievable in Hawaii. 

I could stare at them forever.

I have always been a dreamer. The older I get, that part of me stays constant. So, being the nerd that I am, I decided to look up the definition of a dreamer. I was not shocked when I read from Merriam-Webster, "one who lives in a world of fancy and imagination". This is appropriate. 

Being a dreamer, you can imagine that I love my quiet moments, the times when I get to think and dissect life to its core. Living here has made me realize that this is a dreamer's paradise. Or maybe just mine. 

This small moment in my life has also helped me to rediscover my passions for music, writing, and trying new things. Day-to-day life in Seattle was so comfortable, I never would have begun to think that I was holding myself back. I did know however, that a change was necessary. I also knew (after much prayer), that Hawaii was the right track. 

So here I am. No job. No money. But- I still have two pockets. Those of my hometown have heard this story far too many times. I still blush when it comes up in the occasional talk on Sunday back in good old Sammamish, WA. It goes like this, one day I was outside trying to play with my older brothers, I must have been around 4 years old. Apparently (I do not remember this), they were not being very nice to their adorable little sister (rude). They told me a countless array of mean things but I kept my footing and my smile, and while they would tell me I was stupid, I would say "But, I still have two pockets!!". How is that for a positive attitude?

Life has made me a bit more cynical but at those moments where I am feeling frustrated or sorry for myself, I try to remember that I STILL have two pockets. My pockets are my loved ones and the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I am so blessed.

Stripped to the waist
We fall into the river
Cover your eyes
So you don't know the secret
I've been trying to hide
We held our breath
To see our names are written
On the wreck of '86
That was the year
I knew the panic was over
Yes since we found out
That anything could happen

I am a lyrics junkie... can you tell? One of the amazing things I heard tonight at the fireside- "You are never too rusty, you are never too broken for Christ's love". Throw that in with some Coldplay, and sparkles under the stars and we will be complete.

I am grateful for love.

At first sight I felt the energy of sun rays

I saw the life inside your eyes

So shine bright

xx