When examining my life I gravitate towards metaphors. Somehow these tangible comparison allows me to understand the intangible reality of my life better.

Take the following example. I’ve been searching for the perfect red lipstick for ages. This might seem like a non-brainer to some, trust me that it’s not a cut and dry endeavour.
Rocking red lips is a bold makeup move. Lips become front & centre, so they’d better tell a good story. Red is so powerful it can throw your whole face (& beyond) off if you’re mis-rouged.
Getting the perfect shade of red is just half the story. The next part is getting a shade of red that I’d actually want to touch my lips. Most lipsticks are made with the grossest toxic ingredients. I don’t want that stuff in my auric field, let alone touching me.
And then there’s that nasty statistic that the average woman eats 4-7 lbs of lipstick over a lifetime. EW. That statistic, strangely, isn’t enough for me to stop using lip goo, but it will make me WAY more careful about what lipstick I’m going to eat.
Finding a non-toxic, organic version of the perfect red? I’ve been searching and experimenting for years. And today I found it. Actually, it found me.
A friend of mine (Taylor) gifted me some makeup of her friend Fiona’s up and coming organic makeup line Super Natural Lips. It arrived in the mail some months ago, and I finally received it upon returning home for some down time. I tried one of her ravishing shades and knew. The search was over.
And this simple act of applying lipstick made me wonder about all the other things I’ve been searching for, hoping it would be just right – perfect, I reflected on how those things or people or experiences might just come to me when I’m not even thinking about it. One relaxing day I’ll just open myself to the experience and there it will be. Exactly what I wanted. No compromise.
The perfect shade of red is what happens when I’m busy trying to be my best and not focusing on getting or having.
Here’s to realizing (& recognizing) all my perfect shade of red moments.