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“there is no map.
you gotta write your own.
you gotta carve your own.
you gotta sweat, cry, grieve,
laugh, and love your own.
and when you’re all done,
that’s all that will have mattered.”
© Terri St. Cloud

Life has been filled with amazing gifts and undeniably difficult journeys. Yet, I have been blessed with the ability to ALWAYS find ways to navigate. In my younger years, I often felt alone; over the last half of my life, I have felt held and loved with every step.

As I move towards my 50th birthday, I am intrigued by how far I have come. But lest you think it is about the specifics of my life, it isn’t. Each and every one of us are unique. While we may have those that guide us in our journeys, there is no one like me (or you) out there. We can learn from others, but they can’t make the trek for us.

Tonight, as I was talking to a friend. I realized that I could tell her how I would move through a challenging situation, but then I stopped myself. Sharing my intuition or my insight is one thing, but I am not qualified to do more than share. My friend has to make her own decisions.

Light and blessings surround me at every turn. Dark moments happen, but enlightening sparks are never far behind. I have always emerged from sadness, pain, violence, and challenges. That has been my choice. . .it is what I do. Not only do I emerge, but I soar. I find the gifts within the challenges, the light within the darkness.

I love that my map is guided by my spirit; I am one of the luckiest people I know.

With love, light, and blessings,
Chava

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The Rose That Grew From Concrete
Written by Tupac Shakur

Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature’s law is wrong it
learned to walk with out having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared.

When Dovi, my now 18 year old, was younger, he used to say, “Ima (Mommy) is that your new best friend.”  He loved how I could connect with anyone. . . . .  anywhere. The truth is that I still have a way with connecting with most people and while I enjoy nearly every person not everyone is My New Best Friend.

All of my closest friends begin as soul friends.  While it may take years to get to know all the stories, soul friends land in my life and quickly become part of my inner circle.  The blessing is that most of those people enter my life and never leave; I really am someone who loves forever.

Today’s gift was “Telli”.  Within minutes of meeting, we connected. We didn’t know each other’s stories yet and still don’t have a lot of the details,but we now realize that our stories have traveled a parallel course.

Every person has a story. For those of us that have faced childhood trauma, our stories fuel our soul and give us a foundation that few can understand (and we really wouldn’t want those we love to ‘get it’.) Yet when we find those that have emerged or thrived from similar challenges, we often feel an intense closeness with a kindred spirit.

This afternoon literally made my heart sing. While I rarely feel alone in my journey, my friends carry me and hold me whenever I need their love. Still it is awesome to connect with someone that doesn’t need explanations for how you walk in the world.

Driving home, I knew it was mutual, but what confirmed it was when “Telli” texted me the poem above. I am so grateful that we both bloomed as we did. Yay!!!!

And the funniest thing is that my GPS added 40 extra minutes to my trek to go to “Telli’s” shop. I almost turned around when I found my first traffic accident.  But something told me that I should make the trek and I am so glad I did.  Because now I can say that I have met my very first new best friend in Houston. (Note: I love the many confirmations that moving to Houston was a great decision.)

While I am bummed that “Telli” and I didn’t take a selfie together, I know we will have a next time. 🙂 In fact, after I told Dovi the story of My New Best Friend, he asked me why I didn’t invite her to join us for the evening.

May we each open doors to new friendships; they really do make our lives more complete.

With love, light and blessings,
Chava

1 Feb 2015Chantalle Brooks

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“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud
was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
~Anais Nin

Love how the flowers radiate light. May I do the same as I walk in the world. From Jerusalem Courtesy of Alden Solovy From South Jerusalem

Love how these flowers radiate light. May I do the same as I walk in the world.

Courtesy of Alden Solovy
From South Jerusalem

I am blessed to be exactly who I am. My spirit soars and dives according to the rhythm of the world. A part of me has always been this way.  And yet, I have watched myself evolve even more solidly towards trusting my rhythm while allowing the intensity of my spirit to come out in each and every setting. I have stopped hiding the deepest parts of me.

I am me. And I love the person I am.

Only recently have I learned to shine a little brighter and to trust my thoughts and my voice to be shared a little more. Something switched in recent months, I started becoming more ok with me!

I love knowing that I can be exactly as I am. My heart breaks open a little more each time I push myself out of my comfort zone. There is a part of me that has always needed to protect myself in the cocoon of life. I love to go inward like a precious flower that opens into the sunlight, but closes at night.

Remembering to close up when I need to is important to me, but so is allowing myself to be completely present in my interactions with others.

As I approach my 50th birthday next year, may the many moving parts of my soul radiate light into the world.

With love, light, and blessings,
Chava

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Today I realized that I am happy.

With every ounce of my being, I realized that the pain of the last few years has been easing up and evaporating. My entire focus is now on growing healthier, nurturing friendships, soaring spiritually, and gaining knowledge at every turn.

Today I am blessed with two healthy sons, a new home, a new city, a new position, some new friends, and healthier lifestyle habits. I am aware of the infinite possibilities that are available.

Somehow, yesterday doesn’t matter – not really.  What matters is that I have learned from each and every experience. I am who I am because of the way I walk in the world and what I have endured – the good, the challenging, and simply life.

The last several years have included some intense pain and loneliness, but I have been blessed at nearly every step. I was never really alone; I was shedding life’s extra weight while a community of beloveds gave their love, their money, many precious gifts, and heartfelt prayers.

While there were moments when I literally feared for my family’s well-being, they were few and far between. Friends and acquaintances opened their homes, offered food, and made it possible for us to thrive. All of our basic needs and more were met.

I am in awe of how beautifully things worked. Reflecting honestly has caused my spirit to soar.

May I be a person that shows up when I am needed and who gives in every way I can.

With love, light, and blessings,
Chava

This week, I started filling my happiness jar with positive things that happen each day.
This week was the week I started filling my happiness jar with positive things that happen each day.

PS – Intensity is part of who I am, but I am grateful to the fact that my personal life is landing in a great place; I haven’t forgotten that I was brought into this world so that I could make a difference for good.

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