It Starts Inside.

She sat down on her windowsill and looked up at the night sky. The stars shined. The moon was full and bright. She asked the planets to align, to show her a sign. She begged for guidance. Patience. Some kind …

Who we are.

Sometimes, I look around this world and see so much beauty that I am overwhelmed.  It is shocking and alarming and then peaceful once you know the truth. You entered this realm with nothing to learn but only to remember what you already know. We all did. We are all souls living a human experience.

I am Enough.

Can you love me?

Can you make me feel beautiful?

Can you hold me?

Can you cuddle with me?

Can you make me feel worthy, special, wanted and loved?

I want to fall in love.

I want to love & be loved.

blah, blah, blah…

Screw that.

Grandma

The last time I saw her she was distant. She was different. As if she suspected what we all didn’t. We thought she’d be around forever until she wasn’t. Her last breath ended her sadness, and with it brought on our suffering. Suddenly, missing her smothering. Missing her mothering. Her nurturing. Her laughing, her crying, her nagging, her cooking, her loving. Uncovering my selfishness, discovering my carelessness, wondering how I could have been so heartless. How could I of taken her for granted?

Domestic Violence

Eyes watering, wobbly knees, heart racing, grinding teeth.

Listening to the shrieks in your scream.

Drops of fear glistening down my cheeks.

Rushing to the phone but you’d yell not to call the police.

Life is beautiful.

If you’ve ever…

missed someone

been lied to

cried all night

loved someone who didn’t love you back

been made fun of

betrayed

hurt

lost

sick

poor

misunderstood

alone

unworthy

unwanted

unloved

Life is terrible.

I see you.

Yea sure, you see me but do you really see me? Can you see within me or do you see an illusion of me? If we all took a second to really see someone. Their heart. Their soul. To understand them. To understand their struggles. Their past. Their emotions. Their passions. Their thoughts. Their cries. Their story.

Faith and Hope

she never lost faith.

she never lost hope.

sure sometimes it was harder.

sometimes she was lonely

and at times felt that she couldn’t carry on.

but she did.

every single time.

How’d you do it mom?

Another day another dollar, oddly enough your bank accounts keep getting smaller.

Your dreams feel further. Your ambitions weaker.

So you have to work harder but your bills are getting larger, your kids are getting bigger, and life’s just not what you envisioned.

It’s so hard isn’t?