Lu Unfiltered

Category: Appreciation

  • One year

    later,and here weare. Who knew thatthings couldbe so simple,and also socomplicated, allat once. I was rightthat day, thinking:this guy.We found ourflow, the easyrhythm of dogkisses in the morning. I learned to bequiet, and notfill those early morningspaces withquestions.I learned thatsomeone could bethrillingly exciting,and incredibly safe, atthesametime. And that I reallydo likethe look of you,and the…

  • Eat

    with youreyes, shesays.Savour.Be still,be mesmerised. The forest greentrees,a mountain,sand under youfeet. Exhale. Allof the businesses,and everydaycrap that you’vebeen carrying. Feelyour body,hear yourfootfall. Listen.Hear the birds,the windin the trees. All of this, isfor you.To experience,appreciate andadmire.All of this is here,to ground you inpeace, and whatreally matters. Dissolvein the stillness, thewarmth of thesun. The dogsrunning underfoot. For…

  • Today

    I’m cravingyou.Not the largebuffet you, withunlimitedoptions. The quietyou, the beanson toast and blackcoffee you. The feeling as you strokemy fingers. Yourbreathing, rhythmic andclear.The closeness of yourskin. The wayyour eyes crinklewhen you laugh. The smokiness of your voicewhen you holda cigarette. Yourlaugh, easy andabundant. These tinypieces ofyou, small,yet deliciouslyprecious. ~Lu

  • Isn’t it

    interesting.How life isjust a tinybit sadder,when you’renot around? Walks meandre, notquite hittingthe joy spot. Conversationshappen, mostlyin my head,with no wisewords, kindness, orgentle persuasionto be had. And thenone day. Thereyou are again. Readyto connect,to give, to laugh,to contemplate, andsimply to betogether. The luxury of time,spent with greatpeople, is indeed aluxury I wish forevery life. So thankyoudear…

  • What happens

    when youjust breathe?When you simplysit, by yourself.Staring into space.No phone.No need to talk.Just being. Discomfort, for sure!Yet as you stickwith it,it seeps intoyour bones.The quiet. The easy.The huge exhale. It’s stuck, deepinside your chest, afterweeks, months, orsometimes, even yearsof holdingyour breath. Of struggle, of disappointment,of getting up, bruised. Exhaling setsyou free. It’s beautiful,simple rythme. Feelyour…

  • December

    brings withit a certainquiet melancholy. Moments ofacknowledging the gapsthat those wehave loved, and lost,leave behind. Moments of could have,should have, and whydidn’t I,do better. It’s a time ofyear wherebody batteries runlow. And things,are stacked on topof other things, and whendealing with “just one things”feels near impossible. It’s alsoa time ofquiet reflection. Abouttaking stock, and countingthose…

  • There is

    nothing equalabout love.There, I said it.It ebbs and flows,like a low, constant,hummingvoltagebetween two beings.The wavesdramatic, from oneend,some days,and short and cozyon others. We don’t lovealike, just likewe don’t experiencecoffee or chocolatealike. And thatsimply adds toits near perfection. For to lovefreely, and tobe loved generouslyin return, isperhaps oneof the most trulymagnificent thingsthataren’t things, onecan experience. So…

  • Life

    feels complexsometimes. Deadlines,harshness,not-good-enoughness. Yet hearing,the good news,of wonderful thingshappeningto great people,instantly remindsus of the joy ofliving. Yay for thesegreat daysof new beginnings,opportunities andshared wonder. Yay too for the manygreat people,seeing themgrow andprosper into theirfull, glorious selves! Good newsshared, doubles!This I know,for sure. ~Lu

  • Ever stop

    to think, thatall the moments,experiences andthings thathave happened inyourlife, broughtyou to thisvery place?As in, right here.Right now. This isinteresting, is itnot?So perhaps,the challenge you’refacing, right now, isa thingthat means more,to your resilience andgrowth, than mightinitially meetthe eye. Just a thought.Use it, don’tuseit. ~Lu

  • And then

    the sun licksever so gentlyat the back of my neck.Dogs leashed,grass green,wind calm. We stroll,because wecan and becausethis glorious pocketof just beingalive,exists. We have nowhereto go, other than,eventually, home formore coffee andwater licks. We have no one topleaseother thanourselves. Sniffsgalore, andplenty to explore. We mosey.We loiter.Caught upin thismomentof summerforever. ~Lu