Today was a lovely day.

My grandfather turned 89 years old. The sky was a brilliant blue. Light was everywhere. Not once did I lose my cool. The stress stuck in my mind but never reached my heart. I heard a song today that made me feel like a genius. I hugged my grandmother because she’s just the cutest damn thing in the world. I drove my mom to the Border rather than have an Uber stranger go out of their way; I would move mountains for her. My iced coffee immediately made me a winner on a hot as hades kind of day. My brother called me more than once. A butterfly flew right past me and even when it went out of my site the patterns of its wings stayed with me. I daydreamt about how it felt to be woken up by a kiss.

And I felt sure that every day after this we be lovely, if not lovelier.

xoxox

Lindsay Reva

Hello my Lovelies,

Just wanted to send a friendly reminder that your dreams are waiting to be GOT.

Don’t think about the stress that will come if you up and quit that miserable job of yours. Don’t think about the waves of loneliness that’ll hit when no one seems to be beside you. Don’t you dare think about the things they’ll say when you took the courage and craze one step closer to your heart’s natural selection. Oh no. NO.NOO.

Instead, I want you to think about how light you’ll feel when you realized you reach that door which others swore would be closed forever. Think about how you reign as Queen in the Clouds, King of the Lifted, riding high not on drugs or alcoholic poisons, but instead on the steady knowledge that you could have lost it all but instead you only rose higher, and higher, on a never-ending elevator. Think about their faces when they realize that you made a life for yourself. Not made up of pencil pushing, Parents commanding, Wifey demanding mishaps, but instead you made yourself someone determined.

You were determined to be born with a vision and to make it happen. In that vision you could not only see yourself, but you could feel your insides swell in lightning storms of happiness. You felt it so passionately that you realized this could never be real, this was a DREAM. You saw that dream when you closed your eyes, then a funny thing happened…

You opened your eyes, and saw it again. As you turned corners, it was there waiting for you in plain site for the world to see. But they couldn’t really see it. They were blind baby. Only you could. Even when you tried to ignore it, you felt it like you feel the wind standing at the front of a ship. A twinge in your chest, a throb in your core. Forget it, you spoke to your inside thoughts and meditations. Forget it.

No. I will not forget you Dream. 

You will not and you did not. So now if you followed the path which your dreams led you, and again, a funny thing happened.

You became happiness. You bathed in content. You breathed in a cool gust of Freedom. All at the price of what?

Hard F*$%ing work.

You want your dreams to turn into reality love? Better be willing to get it.

xoxox

Lindsay Reva

There are so many criminal minded folks walking the streets. So many schemers and deceivers… But it doesn’t make me sad, not even in the least. Why is that my lovelies?

Because I know for every single drop of bad blood running amuck in our society, there are millions to the tenfold of goodness walking the streets. Mothers and fathers taking care of their children, breaking backs to feed mouths, helping others for no price tag except that dash of spice thrown into the soul, regular Joes and Janes smiling day after day and spreading POSITIVE energy, Prison guards who take care of their prisoners and mean it, teachers who believe in changing the world and planting seeds, children with dreams of one day taking care of their parents, flowers given, knowledge passed on through generations, graffiti with peace messages, the list can go on for ions. Yet sometimes we forget this because of the mayhem portrayed in media (you won’t catch me infront of a TV screen!). Like magic everyone was absorded in killings, rapes, murder, murder, bloody homicide. Faulty leaders sure don’t make it easier. That’s reality…Or is it the falsified reality?

But the reason why I’m even bringing this up is because I ran into a person who made me feel like I had walked straight into a mammatus thundercloud. Darkness and energy sapping power groped me in my minds most secret places. Isn’t it hard to brush a person off when they are so FULL of themselves, so full of angst and anger? She hated me, I could feel it.

It’s hard for me not to feel other people. But don’t you forget, where there is a will, there is always a way. I would like you to try something. When one person makes you feel bad, I want you to make TEN people feel good.

Smile at a stranger the same way you would smile at Gandhi. Hug a friend as if their life depended on it. Tell a co-worker how much you appreciate the little things or big things they do. Look into the sky and give thanks for another day of freedom under a blue and brilliant canvas. Call your parents and grandparents because you care and they will always care. Above all, wherever you go concentrate on one thing; greeting each day with LOVE & GOODNESS. Yes, Hipsters united, spread that good juju.

This negative nancy that walked into my life showed me nothing but I FELT her bad vibes right when I walked into the room. That alone (besides her stank face) offset me. Thank God it didn’t throw me off board to get picked apart by misery sharks. If she has the power to send her energy to others, so do we.

Send your good vibrations and energy to every person you come in contact with. How many times do I have to say, HAPPINESS IS INFECTIOUS.

So please my lovely individuals who make the world a diamond and gold-flecked place, leave a footstep of happiness behind you on every path taken. Whether you go uphill or downhill, focus on that goodness. I’m depending on it.

Caio Bella,

xoxox

Lindsay Reva.