An Ode to the Misfits

Here’s to the wild, the weird and the wonderful.

To those that ride the waves on their own seas and lose sight of the shore. Who discard the rules, the labels and the chains that once bound them in search of the truth of their heart.

Here’s to the mismatched puzzle pieces that don’t get invited to join in all the reindeer games; that get left behind in the dust to learn their own way to fly. Who in their sacred solitude grace the skies with wings of freedom and a destiny born of soul fire.

To the rare, unearthly beings that walk the road less traveled, taking the adventure that rises on this path with purpose and passion.

Here’s to the rebels, the heartsick originals, and the bittersweet loneliness that fuels their spirit. To the ones that won’t conform, back down or step aside. To the ones that were not born to fit in but to gloriously stand out.

To the tribe of troublemakers that think so far outside the box, they dream on the edges of the infinite. To those that dance even though they have no idea how; who stumble and make it part of the steps, sing completely off-key and totally out of tune.

Here’s to the awakened ones whose purpose is to feed their soul and not starve it. Whose mantra is the drumbeat of their own heart and the brilliant possibility that looms on the horizon. To the ones who dare to be open, to love and to live.

Here's the magical, the mystical and the misunderstood. To the wise ones that move between the shadows and the light. To those that howl to the Full Moon and run naked in the streams. To those who read the compass written on the walls of their heart’s and follow the North Star etched upon their spirit.

Here’s to the fallen, the broken and the shattered. To those that know to be cracked is to let the light in deeper. Who know that the best fruit is on the very tip of the branch and the brightest jewels are hidden within the roughest of surfaces.

Here’s to the brightly colored, divine visionaries that won’t stand down, play small or sit out. To the star-gazers, the storm chasers and the Old Souls that walk this Earth.

Here’s to the wild ones. Here’s to you.

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This article was published in Rebelle Society: http://www.rebellesociety.com/2015/09/01/an-ode-to-the-misfits/

Photo Credit: Mauricio Valverde Arce