There can be a stillness in the haze and I don't know if it's the calm before a storm or if the clouds are about to break. What sort of spirits are brewing in this space? Should I stay or set sail and away? I do not wish to break the stillness.
Sometimes it feels as though analyzing your emotional experiences strips them of their beauty, both the raw pain and brilliant glory. The longer I throw psychology at my ravished broken heart, the more hollow and depressing these experiences feel. Who's to say what is delusion and what is actually real? I have backed myself into … Continue reading everlasting thorn
Don't be so quick to turn your face away, to turn your back on who you used to be and the sentiments you carried. All of your experiences are the threads in the fabric of your existance; you cannot tear away, and pick and choose which threads will go and which will stay- they are … Continue reading always becoming
Anger can never sustain you. It serves you by urging you to move when you need to. But once in motion, you must find a new fuel before you become merely a tool of the unstable combustion of volatile emotions, before you feed the very monster you wish to defeat. If happiness is what you … Continue reading the path
How do you know when you've reached your limit? How long can you keep stretching before you simply break? At what point is penance neccessary? And at what point, grace?
You can only see through the trees in winter. During the cold, dark season, the light is able to penetrate into the woods. The rays of grace may not linger long, but they illuminate in a way that summer's fullness never can. The warm vibrant season fills the woodlands to the max: visions of greenery, … Continue reading Trees in Winter
Twenty-Nine. Life begins, yet again. Restart the cycle, let this be your rebirth. Every new year starts with a brand new day, minute, second. Life is brand new in every single moment, there is nothing that is static. All things are constantly turning over, transforming, reconfiguring, beginning anew just to end and start again, CONSTANTLY. … Continue reading 29
I am thankful... ...thankful for the wrestling, for I have found inner strength ...thankful for the pressure, I have learned to bend ...thankful for the pain, for out of it flows true joy. In darkness you come to appreciate the light. -3.5.18
She comes and goes And where she goes, Nobody knows But she always finds her way back home.
I don't want to go to bed 'cause my mind will keep me awake as my heart continues to break.