1. For Comfort: lay on a beach and listen to the relentless waves of the sea beat against sand over and over again. Later, play all the songs that made you giddy with joy when you were 14 (because very few things made us happy then) And to wrap this up, count your blessings on your 10 fingers. If you have more than 10, then sit back and feel comfortable.
2. For coping with loss:
Cut your hair short.
Paint your eyelids blue.
Dance through the streets and sing to the rhythm of your heart.
And most importantly, grieve openly and grieve freely. Grieve unabashedly and grieve for yourself no one else.
And if all else fails; Scream. Scream in an open yard. Scream out of your windows and scream inside of your car. Let the air out of your system, let the nitrogen, helium, carbon dioxide be exhaled and let yourself feel
.3. For Peace: Forgive. Forgive everyone and everything that has ever hurt you, that has ever taken away from you pieces that you will never get back; pieces that won’t fit you anymore. Forgive everyone who told you that you weren’t pretty enough or bright enough. Forgive them for tainting your heart black little by little. Forgive them for misunderstanding and forgive them because they could never see you for the you that You are. Most importantly: Forgive yourself for not being able to look into the mirror and loving the skin that you’re in. Forgive yourself for trying to find ways to change the you that you were always meant to be.
4. For Love: Throw away the scales and the measuring cups. Get rid of the little and give only alot. Forget your past in the past (where it is supposed to be). Stop planning so much. Stop cradling your heart into a box that is marked as “fragile”. Stop trying to figure out the odds because the odds of us living until we see tomorrow are close to nil so what reason do we have to not love abundantly? Why are we so afraid of diving in and loosing ourself?
5. For Happiness: Look Around. Take it all in. You are more than you have allowed yourself to be. You are skin and muscles and bones and poetry and words and flower petals and chocolate chips and you are everything that no one will ever be. You are a home and you are a waterfall. You are a blanket and you are a healer. And slowly you will find out that happiness is not an 8 digit bank balance. It is sitting around eating the most delightful meal at 2 AM around your living room with people you have grown old with. Happiness is sitting on a patch of grass and staring at a sky that is holding a crescent moon, finding each others hands in the grass and hoping for the very best for tomorrow. Happiness is diving into the bluest of waters with our eyes closed and our hearts open. Happiness is sitting in a car that has been parked ages ago talking about that one time in 8th grade. And most importantly happiness is coming home to a home where your footsteps echo the sound of love and a life ahead.