Note to Self

you are a treasure.

there is something deep inside you that is magic.  it is remarkable & unique & dazzling.  it is the stuff dreams are made of.  it can build castles & move mountains.  it can inspire poetry & save lives.  it can, and will, make someone fall deeply, hopelessly in love with you.  

the thing about it, though, is that it’s not always the first thing you see, or even the second.  that’s the magic of it.  it’s like a hidden gem, a sunken treasure, something that sparkles deep beneath the surface.  something that only the lucky few get to see, the ones who through whatever magic of their own, say: this person right here, this person is special. and so while the rest of the world passes by, unknowing, these lucky few get to see, get to witness the wonder that is you.  

this treasure.  it’s yours.  to keep & to give.  to honor & respect & appreciate.  so remember this: the person who notices the magic in you, the one who sees the beauty that you are, the one who finds the treasure of your heart — that’s who gets to keep it.

“hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all.”

                            { emily dickinson {inspired by deirdre} }