moving forward into unknowns

i stumbled upon tumblr, and will continue my brain scramble on cyber pages of lovely marigold yellow: http://sproutingcreations.tumblr.com/. YEHAW! Every story has a beginning, Sprouting Creations will continue to sprout on! Onward to more life & more growing in unknowns!

all love always,

emlem

"blessed are those 

who did not see, 

but, being blind, believed." 

-g.k. chesterton

FULLfueled, i choose

i stand unreserved 
to any call but that of 
love
to not do
but be 
stretched in soul
among another
call
longing
heart beat throb
so much sense
the mind begins to wheel 
my internals
steal the feel
a cupola peels
of light to heal
through the thick & thin
& the darkest of hues
there found was you
fighting for light,
too
i stand unreserved
to notions other than this:
i'll fly to love FULLfueled
dream big
reverence 
bliss...
what's to lose?
FULLfueled, i choose

the way to love 

is to realize 

it might be lost. 

- G.K. CHESTERTON

farther along & spoken for

to be spoken for...

to be broken

to have no patience

to desire more

to desire to 'feed my sheep' 

yet trapped by my own limitations

so why limit

what holds me... back

come back

to be taken care of 

yet it's not about me

when is it, again?

to be taken seriously

given challenge and trust

not just chaos

can we communicate?

to createeeeeee

to align with my design

to breathe

to not complain... 

i really have nothing to complain about

so why am i annoyed 

are they the same?

to just be

before i do anything

to give

maybe i haven't been giving 

in the ways that joy grows

how... to lead

alone--my lie of burden to rest

a beautiful people

with story 

with depth

with feebleness

with scars

with loss

yet victories, too

bright ones

healing ones

love covers all

a pure love

to share

reminded

remember

i am 

spoken for...

spoken with song

with story

with a hug

kindred heart

speak for us all

transitional beauty

If there is anything to be said about transition, 

let me say this:

I stand in a momentary review of my life. A preview of the things I am about to journey, while still looking behind at the things i've left, momentarily. Something is moving and changing in my response of transition, this something has taken me a while to put into words. 

i am still trying to honestly convey this momentary development to myself, here you find just some thought out loud :) 

All that I can name at the moment is this… while in transitional places of location, of job, of future, of role to play in my here and now, does my purpose in being change, too?

False.

“You can’t change the music… of your soul.”

 –katherine hepburn. Nor should you have to.

So, purpose? What is it supposed to be, for me? Do I get to choose, or learn the dance? Is it this patient process of understanding who I really am, to really understand my purpose?

At 24, I have hopes, I have fears, I have story becoming, I have doubt, I have loves and passions, I have friends who hold hearts and those whom I hold, I have tears, I have laughter, I have pain, I have questions, I have learned and am learning, I have adventures and more to see, I have outlets of life to live, songs to sing, pictures to paint and flowers to pick!!! I don't have a lot of things, like answers. All in all, I am learning to see life as something of beauty yet broken. A transitional beauty, if you will. I don’t think one could live fully, without the two.  

To build purpose, I have learned to become honest with myself. To feel my life again.  

Honest to admit my wrong, forgive myself and be forgiven also. Honest to name what hurts. Honest in believing i am not my own, but of a divine & great design.  Honest enough to ask for help and to know my limit in helping others. Honest with what fills my life, and what drains. Honest in how I communicate, for words hold weight & action exhibits authenticity. Honest to understand I can’t have the future in hand, so I will allow each day to bring what it will, inviting all that comes. We grow up from our down falls, i've picked up a few.  I’m growing honest with what I need, and what I don’t. Honest in what I care about, and what I don’t care for. Honest in what I wish my life to share, the story in which I wish to live and invite others into... a beauty broken yet redeemed. I hope to be honest in what I desire to be motivated by, that which is love. Honest in ways of being transparent, letting honesty conquer fear. The truth sets you free. Not everyone can tolerate being honest. I can’t always. It’s scary. Revealing. Not everyone knows how to hold your honesty and understand what to do with it either... but we can learn. I’m still learning my honesty. In the big moments, and the little. I’ll continue with the small and not allow the travesty to find true, to hold me captive.  

“For tomorrow brings enough trouble of its own” 

I might not understand what the day brings, what it entirely means, but I’ve come to a place where I can no longer complain. I’m still breathing, so I learn to breathe deeper and try to appreciate it with every breath sweeter.  

If there is anything to be said about transition, 

let me say this:

I remain immobilized for a moment. To bask. To soak. To remain wordless & just see. The beauty & all too wonderful for me.

Ps. 51: 6,12

you who are beauty...

be as beauty best is

from the inside, out

Story

As any story will do, ideas and themes change and evolve from nothing into something, and then that something becomes a completely different evolution of growth. This blog site was originally a place to discuss happenings of a sprouting idea about card crafting, but i think it's going to become something else. Something more personally detailed, a creative outlet of words and thoughts that I would like to share about life as i live it :)

A season of life that has sprouted much change, much growth, much confusion, but also much depth is the path I have been trekking as of lately. Themes and events that life brings without having answers as to fully why they happen, but they do. One thing that i've concluded is that in this life, you should find the things you love and do them. Do what you love, love what you do. Do one thing you love, everyday. Why not? Learn to fight for it, make it a priority. It will redeem you, restore you. You were made for this sprouting creation, created to create it. learn it. share it. love it. find its roots. They always root back to something bigger than ourselves.

Aside from doing, leave time to be. Be with people you love to live life with. Be in silence, void of noise this world brings. Be passionate about living a life that has dimension and depth, a story that invites an invitation of inspiration, of honesty, and aspires to love others better. This often begins when you learn how to speak words of love better to yourself. A friend recently shared a quote with me that "Being always comes before Doing",  that we are HumanBeings and not HumanDoings. Be good things for yourself and the life story you share, you live.

Life Story. We learn from stories. History, Legacy, Folklore, Scriptures, Famous Literature & Screenplays; they are the stories of mankind and all that we have made it to be. The good and the bad. We learn from it all. We learn from our mistakes. So don't fear making them, you will learn something from it, that is if you seek to, if you care enough to. We also learn from our accomplishments, although it probably took some challenges to get there.

It's easier to say than do, to actually be the change you wish to see in the world. Maybe that's why i like the idea of publicly posting this, to feel like I'm interacting with desires making them more tangible. We'll see if that actually happens :)

For now, i'm reminding myself of my story...  it doesn't have to be an epic bigger is better--it could be as simple as smaller is sweeter, like a flower. Designed and Destined to be BEAUTIFUL.

If there is too much air to breathe, find a flower

and love her

 beautifully

eph 5:9

First Post!

after much ado about nothing, here we have the beginnings of something coming. something blooming. something growing. the beauty of nine.10!
nine.10, a collaborative name that blankets two friends, their journey of creating and discovery of doing what you love, and loving what you do.
this adventure of growth will begin to be captured for the world (you) to follow this life of creativity in which we wish to share! more to be posted of our latest projects and creations. until then, art the heart baby! -em lem