Love is the method for understanding our muchness.
Avenues of ourselves cannot be approached except in the company and companionship of love.
Andrew Tipton
Friday, June 30, 2017
Thursday, June 29, 2017
Words with Friends
Friendships are the subtle authors of our character and our self-belief.
Andrew Tipton
Andrew Tipton
Sunday, June 18, 2017
I want to love you in my own language
Love is its most effectual, romantic and convivial.. if it is born from our own self.
This year of discovering love, discovering my ability to inhale and exhale affection.. I have discovered that our ability to create powerful, uncommon, and extraordinary love is tethered to our willingness to love as our truest selves. What makes love function at its most elevated state is not a formula or a standard... it is simply letting ourselves be ourselves in a relationship.
Its the undiluted spirit and conviction of a person that we first fall in love with! I think that we do not have to become safe and whitewashed in relationships.. that strips away our incredible, unique gift. So many people are bleached out and unrecognizable from their original versions. Trying to behave as someone in love, and forgetting just to be in love.
When we try to speak a language in relationships that is not our own. Its like creating a song on an instrument that we do not know how to play. When we are not ourselves, love is not real. The person opposite from us is not receiving our true version.. and deeply, subconsciously, they feel it. And we feel it.
Love, at it most righteous and bewildering, is driven by us utterly living and loving in our own language - being thrilled with the poetry and rarity of our own story - letting that 'deep truth' of ourselves ripple outwards.
Andrew Tipton
This year of discovering love, discovering my ability to inhale and exhale affection.. I have discovered that our ability to create powerful, uncommon, and extraordinary love is tethered to our willingness to love as our truest selves. What makes love function at its most elevated state is not a formula or a standard... it is simply letting ourselves be ourselves in a relationship.
Its the undiluted spirit and conviction of a person that we first fall in love with! I think that we do not have to become safe and whitewashed in relationships.. that strips away our incredible, unique gift. So many people are bleached out and unrecognizable from their original versions. Trying to behave as someone in love, and forgetting just to be in love.
When we try to speak a language in relationships that is not our own. Its like creating a song on an instrument that we do not know how to play. When we are not ourselves, love is not real. The person opposite from us is not receiving our true version.. and deeply, subconsciously, they feel it. And we feel it.
Love, at it most righteous and bewildering, is driven by us utterly living and loving in our own language - being thrilled with the poetry and rarity of our own story - letting that 'deep truth' of ourselves ripple outwards.
Andrew Tipton
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
The Firefly Lessons
Loosen Up. Bro.
At peace, remain
Entangled in the gift of the day, night,
wherever.
Fireflies are the mellow ones, the quiet sovereignty they possess.
I sat in the thick certainty of night and watched them.
Ambiance. Mystery. Gentleness. Warmth.
Blanket of neon affection.
Some revelation engulfed me, some deep understanding of my own tightness..
my brutal seeking and pursuit of ambitious things
with a fixed and immovable gaze.
Complexity and intention has a way of corrupting the softness and wonder of us.
Sometimes the world has to burn
for us to rediscover our essential brightness. Our glow.
Sometimes I have to wrap up my creature,
my warm animal
around itself,
show it undisturbed and legitimate love.
and Loosen Up. Be at peace.
Forget the world's order of things.
Uphold only the deepest and most honest of my very own agreements.
Listen, smile, release.
Staying close - among the enchanted rise and fall of my chest breaths.
My night is bright,
my night is open and a 'spark' - a wild grin
fills the corners of my eyes.
Andrew Tipton
At peace, remain
Entangled in the gift of the day, night,
wherever.
Fireflies are the mellow ones, the quiet sovereignty they possess.
I sat in the thick certainty of night and watched them.
Ambiance. Mystery. Gentleness. Warmth.
Blanket of neon affection.
Some revelation engulfed me, some deep understanding of my own tightness..
my brutal seeking and pursuit of ambitious things
with a fixed and immovable gaze.
Complexity and intention has a way of corrupting the softness and wonder of us.
Sometimes the world has to burn
for us to rediscover our essential brightness. Our glow.
Sometimes I have to wrap up my creature,
my warm animal
around itself,
show it undisturbed and legitimate love.
and Loosen Up. Be at peace.
Forget the world's order of things.
Uphold only the deepest and most honest of my very own agreements.
Listen, smile, release.
Staying close - among the enchanted rise and fall of my chest breaths.
My night is bright,
my night is open and a 'spark' - a wild grin
fills the corners of my eyes.
Andrew Tipton
Sunday, June 4, 2017
May we be fearless beings.
Nothing I can imagine tonight is attainable without a consummate fearless nature.
May we be fearless beings.
Andrew Tipton
May we be fearless beings.
Andrew Tipton
Thursday, June 1, 2017
Life without Love is Meaningless
Falling hard.
For the coast.
& the girl of my dreams.
Andrew Tipton
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