The Art of Failure

Reflections on past struggles, future possibilities, and learning to rise above failure and dance in the rain

Love is…

It’s common to believe that love is this thing that comes into our lives and changes everything. It is given the responsibility of fixing our problems, taking away our pain, making our lives perfect and turning us into desirable people. We expect love to sweep us off our feet and provide us a life happily ever after.

But, that is  not love. Love is vulnerable. Love is a risk. It is giving someone else access to the most fragile part of you - your heart. Love is acceptance of yourself and another person as beautiful while making room for the parts of both that are flawed. Love requires patience. Love does not hide or value secrets. Love is hopeful.

Love is The Art of Failure April Lynne ScottLove guides the path two hearts endeavor to travel bestowing comfort to separation, endurance to misunderstanding, and magic to the ordinary.

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These are honest reflections on my past, my present, & my journey to living life on purpose & with purpose.
I am a work in progress.

Fear was limiting me. I was unable to explore the edges of my passion. But, after years of resistance & buckets of tears I am giving myself permission to fail.

Failure is not the end. It is the beginning of awareness & a life where fear is not allowed & every moment is an opportunity.

I believe I am headed in the right direction. My life has been opened to beautiful surprises, unthinkable possibilities, & a lightness of being. My present is expanding.

It is through the kindness of family, friends, & strangers [my inspirations unaware] that I am able to be honest with myself, let go of perfect, & find my voice.
                     ...all the way to the edge!

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