A treasure ship is on its maiden voyage. It is
destined to carry priceless possessions, such as
the Mona Lisa, to a distant country…but in the
beginning of its journey, the ship spots an
island on the way.
It decides to harbor there and share some of its
treasure in order to dock. The island is
unfamiliar with the value of the items the ship
carries. The ship bargains some of its
possessions off in exchange for some food and a
comfortable place to sleep.
The captain knows his ship holds a fortune, that
what it has is irreplaceable, but he’s caught in
between sailing the rest of the way even though
it is lonely at times, or leaving the ship
safely harbored where it is. He sits down and
reasons it out in his mind. On the one hand,
it’s so much easier just to stay put, but on the
other…; the captain shakes his head and stares
into the distance.
“How sad would it be” he thinks to himself “to
see the Mona Lisa sold for a few nights of good
We are the captains of our own treasure ships.
So many times we settle for second best because
we are tired of the sea; or in many cases we are
so afraid when we have given some of our
treasure away that the trip is no longer worth
the destination, and so we give it out freely to
any port we come to.
We must respect ourselves enough to hold out for
the one that will truly know what our riches are
worth. Every human being deserves that…to be
seen as priceless.
The first step in this journey is always the
hardest to take.
It’s that point when we can look at ourselves in
the mirror, regardless of where we have been or
what we have done, and tell ourselves it’s
alright; to look into our own eyes and say to
“Yes, I’m worth the price of love."
The Intoxicating Aroma of Romance
Human beings long for love.
This need seems to be wired into our very DNA.
We dream of a lover who will fight for us,
cherish us and lay everything down for us, even
their very life.
We hope and pray to find our “true love” “the
So many times along our journey of searching for
this, we find ourselves wounded by painful
circumstances or we find ourselves suffering
from low self-respect or self-esteem, sometimes
for things we’ve done, but many times for things
that were out of our control.
Yet somehow we feel we must now carry this
burden with us our entire lives…to somehow
“purify ourselves” or become the“perfect” person
that we secretly dream to be. We stuff the pain
inside and learn to live with disappointment,
somehow convincing ourselves it is all that we
deserve. Yet we deserve so much more, more than
we could ever even imagine.
If only we could learn to lay those blames down
and love ourselves. So many have already felt
there was no other road to take. In their
desperateness to be loved and valued, they laid
their dreams on the floor and played the only
power they felt they had left, the only control,
the last card in their hand.