#LoveWins

2015 © Dana Eve Valencia

What a wonderful way to cap off the week! Well done, America. So excited for this new beginning—a start of a colourful journey. Hats off for being that courageous seed, for stepping into the light and embracing change and diversity despite uncounted struggles. Such immense bravery and heart.

Love wins. All the time.

Be Brave, Little One.

2015 © Dana Valencia

To the shy girl seated across from me here in the café, who would sometimes stare down at something—like she is staring at the coffee stain on the table now—as if she were used to only gazing on horizons a little wider than her arm’s embrace:

I want to tell you—assure you—you can look off into the distance, gaze on horizons much broader than your little personal space. Be brave, little one.

Our Last Sunset

2015 © Dana Eve Valencia

✎ #DannysDiary ✎

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“It’s going to be all right,” I said, feeling my bottom lip quiver. “We just need time.”

A long pause of silence followed my words as we sat there on the beach. Both of us too wrapped up in our own thoughts to talk or move. 

Out toward the horizon, the sky was shot through with brilliant bands of red, orange, and yellow. The flaming colors reflected off the ocean waves. 

But the early spring sunset was also chilly. I shivered, the cold breeze making goosebumps pebble my skin under my sweater. I had not realized before how cold it had gotten. But now I felt it, freezing my tears. 

You must have noticed how I felt and quickly you took off your denim jacket and put it upon my shoulders. I smiled weakly, grateful for your sweetness. After all that we’ve been through . . .

I turned my head to gaze at you. You lifted your hand to push back your hair. I studied your face, evenly lit by the golden hour. You were silently looking at the setting sun, tiny tears in your eyes.

I brushed sand off a tiny abandoned conch. “I didn’t know about hermit crabs until one pinched me.”

“I’ve never seen a real one, actually. I’ve only seen clips of them on BBC Earth,” you said. “But they look harmless.”

I smiled to myself, amazed by how you still humor my silly stories. “Well, looks can be deceiving,” I said. “It’s interesting how they live. Unlike snails, they don’t have shells of their own, so they have to find an empty one to live in.”

Your forehead wrinkled. “What’ll they do when they get bigger, though?”

“They’ll have to find a bigger, more comfortable, cozier shell. Move house, move on,” I answered and shrugged. “It’s just how the world works, I guess. You can’t force something that doesn’t feel right anymore.”

A sad smile. “Poor little things. What if they don’t find one?”

“They’ll get eaten.”

“That’s tragic.”

“Not really. I mean, I love me some surf 'n' turf,” I quipped, and you laughed at this.

That was our last sunset together.

And we both understood why.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❦ Danny

Driven By Inspiration

2015 © Dana Eve Valencia

5:30am. Jumped out of bed, ran out of the rest house barefoot all the way to the pool area just to chase this spectacle. Like I said, I love starting my day with something to smile about and to share that beauty with others. Luckily all the shoeless running paid off.

Then it dawned on me. Chasing something fueled by inspiration and not to fill a void really pans out.

It's okay to want what you want. You want to lose twenty pounds, cut your hair, improve your wardrobe, make more money, buy a bigger house, or find the love of your life?

Go for it!

It's human nature to have desires, to want to expand and experience more.

But do it from a place of inspiration and excitement, NOT from a place of fear or lack.