“Elegance is achieved when all that is superfluous has been discarded and the human being discovers simplicity and concentration:  the simpler and more sober the posture, the more beautiful it will be.”  -Paulo Coelho

I saw this quote on my instagram feed from one of my favorite Instagram accounts @classybadassery.  Yes… the inspiration for my particular prose come from many different sources.

An “elegant” juxtaposition.

Shallow depth.   Elegance is not often associated with the intangible and yet, it aptly describes what we desire from it.   I know my beauty is in the eye of the beholder. My body is not for everyone and neither is my mind, for that matter.  My husband once described me as a “wild horse” and that become the anthem of our relationship crooned by none other than rock legend, Mick Jagger.

In that way, I have created an expectationless world.   It is not always tidy or presently perfectly, as we may describe something “elegant” to be.   Of course , the path to the raw essence of  human being rarely is.

Finds the path resistant, at first.

It has become too easy to judge based on the superficial.  An attention span as short as the life of a house fly.    It is the cliche “look before you leap.”  Instinct can be clouded by fear and too much concern for what other think.

A journey can’t exist without a few bumps in the road.  The naked desire to explore doesn’t come naturally for all.  It takes preparation and posture.  There is a confidence that like an atom, explodes into a mass of energy, spreading particles everywhere.

The urgency of the  thrill is temporary; not meant to last a lifetime.  We can be coaxed by a courageous elixir that encourages an unexpected momentum, thrusting us to look at a less than pretty version of ourselves.

Acceptance is peace.

Do not be scared by what you see.

The elegant mind is predictive.  It process depth and calculates outer beauty marginally.  A wild horse begs to be tamed, its freedom its truest gift.

And yet you dreamed of me, a sin and a lie.   Elegant truth unable to be captured, gracefully achieved.

Music mood”  Rolling Stones ” wild horses”

Neurally yours.

a Mare roaming xo