Be a lady bug on a sunflower petal.
Be a child’s heartwarming infectious laughter.
Be a perfectly ripe, buttery avocado on freshly baked sourdough bread.
Be the sweet scent of lilacs.
Be the most embarrassing singer at a karaoke party.
Be the one who is not afraid to admit she peed in the pool.
Be the unexpected rainbow created by a sprinkler on a hot sunny day.
Be an enormous platter of crispy fried food.
Be a big, heavy tear of heartbreak.
Be your nation’s anthem at the Olympic’s downhill race.
Be the warmth of your mom‘s hug.
Be the soft dirt underneath your bare feet.
Be the thick accent celebrating your heritage.
Be the comfy, stretchy pants after a day of culinary indulgence.
Be the puppy who stumbles over his own tail.
Be the bold splatter of yellow in Jackson Pollock’s No. 5.
Be the Crimson red maple leaf on an Indian summer day in Quebec.
Be the knock on the door before a long awaited reunion.
Be the postcard that travels halfway across the globe to surprise someone special.
Be the orgasm you thought you would never experience again.
Be one of those human-like dogs who pose with a big grin for pictures.
Be an ultra comfy, oversized, food stained T-shirt.
Be one of a trillion stars in the sky reminding us that really nothing, yet everything is so significant.
Be exactly what you never dared to be.
Be it big.
Fall on your face with an open heart, over and over again.
Keep getting up.
Embrace the darkness, and trust that light always reappears.
Never stop being weird.
Never settle for less.
Keep trying.
Keep rising.