The seeds you sow matter
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Amidst all of her worries,
she kept her heart set on the hope
that the seeds she planted mattered,
and in their season,
they would grow.

For whatever seeds you have sown lately, may you know that there is still time for them to grow. They may not grow at the pace in which you want them to, but they will grow in their season. Remember this when you are overwhelmed by all of the things that haven’t happened yet. Remember this when you’re tired from the longest days at work, or at school. Remember this when it seems like everyone you know is rapidly moving past you. You may be feeling a little weary, but even then, the seeds you have sown will grow. Even then, the sun will still pour in through the leaves, and rain will still fall from the clouds. So just be. Be faithful. Be patient. Be hopeful. There is still time for these seeds to grow.

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Keep chasing golden hour
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Keep chasing golden hour. Keep making room in the day to find beauty in the simple, subtle, and overlooked. There is no secret that the hour after sunrise or the hour before sunset can truly be something beautiful, but how often do you stop what you are doing to admire it? You may be feeling a little overwhelmed lately, and maybe taking time for a sunrise or sunset seems like too much. But I just hope you know that sun is calling you to notice it just like it’s calling everyone else. It’s not only for the painters or the poets or the tourists…it’s for you too, on days like this. Let today be the day you rebel against monotony. Everyday may feel the same, but that doesn’t have to be the case. Golden hour is calling. Even on days like this.

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Taking the time to delight in the present doesn't take anything away from the future.
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There is a life right in front of you that is ready to be lived. It might not be the life you always dreamed of, and it might be missing a few things, or a few people, but I promise you, it still matters. And taking the time to delight in the present doesn't take anything away from the future. Even when your hopes for the future are sincere and filled with good intention, you are being called to live this day in the same way. It won't be easy, though. You might feel like you are selling yourself short or settling for where you are, but the truth is, this moment is all you have. And the more you can began to accept it, the more you will find that there is more to the present moment than you have ever seen before. Perhaps an unlikely friendship can be cultivated today. Perhaps in the time you spend alone in the afternoon you can find the time to journal, or write a poem again. There are seeds to be sown here. There are plants that are already growing that are waiting to be watered. You may not be where you want to be, but in grace, you have what you need to make the most of the life that is right here in front of you.

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March 4, 2019
This life: it can be beautiful, and terrifying, and a million things in between. And I just hope you know that even then, this is still a daily opportunity to look for Light in everything. And this doesn’t mean that everything that ‘comes to light’ will make everything make sense, but it does mean that within the Light, you will find hope. You will find love. You will find peace that goes beyond understanding. So take heart. This world can be too much. But even then, you are free to hope that Light will cast out the most persistent shadows.

This life: it can be beautiful, and terrifying, and a million things in between. And I just hope you know that even then, this is still a daily opportunity to look for Light in everything. And this doesn’t mean that everything that ‘comes to light’ will make everything make sense, but it does mean that within the Light, you will find hope. You will find love. You will find peace that goes beyond understanding. So take heart. This world can be too much. But even then, you are free to hope that Light will cast out the most persistent shadows.

Your life has not been wasted. Even though you cannot go back in time and try to change who or what you invested time into, you are still growing in the way you are meant to. Even here, there is till more to you.

Your life has not been wasted. Even though you cannot go back in time and try to change who or what you invested time into, you are still growing in the way you are meant to. Even here, there is till more to you.

This is for The Creative. For the one who wonders if what she “has to offer” is good enough. I wrote this in hopes to encourage her that what she makes should be less about what’s perfect for the market, or for her Instagram feed, and much more about what’s beautiful, and honest, and comes from the depths of her.  I truly believe when we start at that place we are able to make the kind of work that matters no matter how “successful” it is. Every time I sit down to write or paint, I try to imagine that I am five years old again. Five year old Morgan didn’t know about Instagram. She didn’t even know about the internet. All she knew was that when she was given a notebook and colored pencils, it was time to make something. It was time to fill the page without worrying about the outcome.  Dearest Creative, I hope that today is the kind of day you can create in this way. I hope you can approach the page like you’re five years old again. Even if turns into a more “serious” grownup project later, I hope the heart of it is true to you, and what your heart is longing to say.

This is for The Creative. For the one who wonders if what she “has to offer” is good enough. I wrote this in hopes to encourage her that what she makes should be less about what’s perfect for the market, or for her Instagram feed, and much more about what’s beautiful, and honest, and comes from the depths of her.

I truly believe when we start at that place we are able to make the kind of work that matters no matter how “successful” it is. Every time I sit down to write or paint, I try to imagine that I am five years old again. Five year old Morgan didn’t know about Instagram. She didn’t even know about the internet. All she knew was that when she was given a notebook and colored pencils, it was time to make something. It was time to fill the page without worrying about the outcome.

Dearest Creative, I hope that today is the kind of day you can create in this way. I hope you can approach the page like you’re five years old again. Even if turns into a more “serious” grownup project later, I hope the heart of it is true to you, and what your heart is longing to say.

Remember the five-year-old you. The ten-year-old you. Whatever age or stage of life where you were following your curiosity with a paint brush, or with a guitar, or decorating your room, without worrying about the outcome. Even if it was only for a season, remember that time, and do what you can to get back to that place.

Remember the five-year-old you. The ten-year-old you. Whatever age or stage of life where you were following your curiosity with a paint brush, or with a guitar, or decorating your room, without worrying about the outcome. Even if it was only for a season, remember that time, and do what you can to get back to that place.

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Thanks for reading! All of these images are free for personal use* (wallpapers, sharing on social media, art journaling, etc.). Each of these pieces were written with someone in mind who shared their story with me here. Different people, different stories, and it is my hope that all together, they can remind each of us we are not alone. I randomly select people to write for, for free, and the names and stories are kept anonymous. Click here to submit your story or a topic for me to write about (names are randomly selected weekly).

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This last piece was actually the inspiration for this week’s series in my “Storyteller” iPhone app “Learning To Be.” I am so grateful the positive feedback on this app. I put a lot of time into it and it means so much that it speaks to you. Thank you to the kind reviewer Alex for these kind words! Click here to start to the free 7-day trial! All of the weekly series are also archived, so you are able to go back and read through everything I’ve everything shared on the app! Download the Storyteller app.

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Thanks for reading <3 All of these images are free for personal use (wallpapers, sharing on social media, art journaling, etc.). Each of these pieces were written with someone in mind who shared their story with me here. Different people, different stories, and it is my hope that all together, they can remind each of us we are not alone. I randomly select people to write for, for free, and the names and stories are kept anonymous. Click here to submit your story or a topic for me to write about (names are randomly selected weekly).

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“Their words do not define her” - February 27, 2019 Downloads
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Thanks for reading <3 All of these images are free for personal use (wallpapers, sharing on social media, art journaling, etc.). Each of these pieces were written with someone in mind who shared their story with me here. Different people, different stories, and it is my hope that all together, they can remind each of us we are not alone. I randomly select people to write for, for free, and the names and stories are kept anonymous. Click here to submit your story or a topic for me to write about (names are randomly selected weekly).

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“Take heart, breathe deep, continue to take this day by day...” February 26, 2019 Free Downloads
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Thanks for reading <3 All of these images are free for personal use (wallpapers, sharing on social media, art journaling, etc.). Each of these pieces were written with someone in mind who shared their story with me here. Different people, different stories, and it is my hope that all together, they can remind each of us we are not alone. I randomly select people to write for, for free, and the names and stories are kept anonymous. Click here to submit your story or a topic for me to write about (names are randomly selected weekly).

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When your heart is heavy because of what your mind cannot make sense of
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When the mystery of it all is a burden, and all you can seem to focus on is what does not make sense to you: may you know this to be true: you are still wrapped in Eternal Love, ever-reminding you…you don’t have to sort through everything in order to experience peace. You don’t have to keep wondering what you could have done differently in order to feel like you did all you can do. There is no going back. There is only this moment. And it’s okay to feel what you are feeling here. You are not weak for grieving or missing what was. You are not a failure because of what fell apart. You are a living, human being with a beating heart who really just needs to find rest on nights like this. It doesn’t have to make sense. You have permission to know peace right here, in the now.

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