A Focused Amount of Faith.

On experiencing the multi-layered joy of sensing.

✨️ “And it is that which draws me to you, too, for you are the tropics, you have the sun in you, and the softness and the clarity...” — Anaïs Nin.

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I immersed myself in contemplation of this essay, particularly over these past few weeks. In a recent conversation with

Donna McArthur

, I found fresh inspiration to delve even deeper into what it genuinely means to assimilate a devoted spirit — the silent determination within us that ignites the commitment to keep a steady flame burning head-on. A source of warmth irresistibly compelling us to bridge both distances and dreams.

Faith, for me, is an unwavering anchor that profoundly influences every facet of life. It’s more than just a set of beliefs; it’s a guiding instinct that shapes my values, choices, and responses to life’s twists and turns. In times of unpredictability, it becomes a wellspring of inward solace, imparting an intentional sense of daringness that surpasses the immediate challenges.

Through faith, I’ve uncovered resilience — embracing the extraordinary in the everyday with an underlying assurance that there’s a greater setting of means, encompassing the significance woven into each step of the way. In these unassuming moments, purpose reveals its transformative might, enabling me to find stability within and nurturing a strength that propels me relentlessly forward.

Intention and purpose are the leading forces that define our actions and give sentience to our journey. Intention is the conscious decision to move in a specific direction, while purpose is the inherent reason that fuels our pursuits. What makes this interplay fascinating is the dynamic nature of these powers — they’re not fixed destinations but ever-evolving energies.

I imagine intention as a compass, guiding us on a chosen course. Yet, unlike a rigid path, it adapts and recalibrates with each step we take. It’s not about being tethered to initial plans but allowing our resolves to morph and grow in response to our experiences.

Purpose, on the other hand, offers a deeper narrative, serving as the motive behind our attitudes. It’s the driving factor that sustains us during adversities and gives substance to our endeavors. Much like intention, purpose is not a static entity; it unfolds and progresses as we navigate the complexities of life, deciphering the threads of our thoughts while attempting to discern what bears real valor.

What is faith if not a manifestation of how deliberately I choose to live? Primarily, it weaves connections ingrained inside, deepening my relationships by fostering empathy, understanding, and a shared revelation with those who hold similar beliefs. It’s a personal exploration, yet it binds me to a larger community, creating an ambiance of belonging that transcends what I consider tangible.

In essence, a mastered devotion isn’t merely a component of life; it’s a steadfast companion, influencing the lens through which I see the world, molding my responses, and ultimately enriching the very fabric of my being. For instance, when I witness the delicate flourishing of my roses, these moments — whether perceived as divine interventions or simply explicable wonders — evoke an intense sense of awe, leaving a lasting impact and inspiration. A mixture of surprise and curiosity, a mystery I’d like to unravel — a pristine sign in itself. Everything draped in a golden radiance, exuding an endearing charm.

The eternal harmony of my blooming miracles.

Witnessing the emergence of ‘vida’ is a testament to the multitude of coloured, wondrous intricacies that surround us.

Miracles unfold in various forms — perhaps in the serendipitous encounter that alters the course of a lifetime, the unforeseen triumph over circumstances deemed insurmountable, or the synchronicity that aligns the universe with our deepest desires. They are the whispers of the extraordinary, reminding us that the boundaries of what is possible are far more expansive than we might comprehend.

Serendipity and synchronicity are related concepts but with sharp nuances. Serendipity involves finding something valuable or delightful by chance, while synchronicity is the resonant clash of events that are not causally related but have significance to the observer.

Both concepts touch on the idea of meaningful connections in seemingly random occurrences. Yet, the elusive nature of miracles challenges our understanding. Are they interventions from a higher power, or are they the universe aligning in mysterious ways? Regardless of interpretation, their impact is undeniable, weaving a narrative of hope, vulnerability, and the boundless potential of the human spirit.

The subtle reflections of our existence mirror the depths of our souls, raising a question that many wrestle with — the capacity to stand confidently in the light while recognizing that uncertainty contributes a layer of authenticity to the introspective route toward trust. I perceive it as a timeless elegance that deepens with each act of softening and every display of sincere emotion. Inner awareness is the magnetic force that draws others in, sparking clarity beyond the surface. A comforting state of consciousness, a sense of utter and resolute safety.

More than anything, embodying the fluidity of blessings allows us to evolve and adapt, preventing us from becoming entrenched in stagnant paths. It encourages a mindful, enhancing route where each move becomes a catalyst for faithful development, both within ourselves and in the world around us.

Using writing as a medium facilitates the articulation of beliefs, contemplation of spiritual encounters, and the enhancement of one’s bond with faith. This process shifts faith from a conceptual assertiveness to a lived experience, where its indelible beauty resides in authenticity and the boldness to be honest and true to oneself, distinguishing clear insights that are exact, accurate, or finely detailed. A pull of presence lingers in my heart. Its melody gentle and warm, keenly resonating though through the tempo of my mind.

I see a magical intersection among words — a space for self-discovery where creators offer tools for individual analysis, sidestepping the necessity to overtly elucidate the message. This ideal point differs for each person; we all pursue a unique equilibrium between expressing our art and having regard for the reader’s perspective. I hold deep respect for both, always.

Empowering and sharing go hand in hand, establishing a ripple effect of positive transformation. Writing these musings allowed for a singular intertwining of the personal and creative realms. I am grateful for embracing the ravishing, ethereal, and resplendent — as inherent as breathing. I wouldn’t have done it any other way.

As usual, I invite you, friends and readers, to tap the 🤎 button, share, and if you feel compelled to, dive into how you perceive the marvelous within the ordinary.

With gratitude,

✨️ Thaíssa.