Ramblings of a Beautiful and Restless Mind
I am that We are powerful and free. I am that We are compassion, love, and understanding. I am that We are forgiveness. I am that We are passionate and driven. I am that We are a force to be reckoned with. I am that We are courage, strength, and resilience. I am that We… Continue reading I Am That We Are
Without actually moving an inch, I can taste the bittersweet magic of writing, of watching as the first few mischievous words fearlessly leap onto the page, not knowing where they are going, or with what purpose, but choosing to follow anyway. I can feel how it feels to get lost in the process by simply… Continue reading A (Re)Commitment To My Self
A quick guide to self-sabotage: Let in every, and any, negative thought about yourself. Pay no mind to whether said thoughts are real or simply perceptions. Believe these thoughts. Watch your reality turn sour. Easy, huh? We do it all the time. We allow, and sometimes even encourage, our minds to drown in debilitating thoughts.… Continue reading The Art Of Self-Sabotage And How To Stop It
My heart was ready to explode. The top of my head was balancing on the red rocks, with my arms forming a triangle of tense support around it. My heart didn’t like this. It also didn’t like that I kept going despite its frantic efforts to get me to stop. I was attempting to straighten… Continue reading A Realignment Of Heart And Mind
She felt herself a victim of the world, of this cruel and unequal place into which she was born without a say. She was told she had to conform to society, but society was difficult and unfair and chaotic, and not at all what her mind, body, and soul required to achieve that inner peace… Continue reading She
“Don’t be bothered by the noise. Go sit and be silent,” I read this evening, and it made me pause for a moment. Be silent, the phrase urged. Don’t mind the noise, it said. I lost count of how many times I repeated it over and over in my mind, until I finally admitted to… Continue reading Tonight, I Cried
November, my dear, you never fail me. Each year, you arrive jam-packed with comfort-zone-busting, rip-you-apart-at-the-seams-because-why-not type of change. Before, your arrival meant simply that I could use a new haircut, and that would suffice to make me feel almost born again. Nowadays, you seem to get a thrill out of turning my life upside down.… Continue reading November, You’ve Been At It Again
This post has been living in my mind for the past two weeks, yet I had not made time for it, which has brought to my attention how badly I prioritize the hours in my day. Alas, I will sacrifice one more night’s sleep for the sake of letting it breathe. I am intrigued by… Continue reading Love Returns Love
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