When I see people with my same ideas and thoughts I have it makes me feel a little more sane lol… but sanity and insanity both create a certain beauty… when balanced. I can only speak for myself though. Currently reading Creative Quest, and I am loving it…
Nature tells no lies. Clear skies making way for sun rays.
But oh how I miss the clouds.
Curious squirrels and nesting birds.
Trees that stretch, with leaves that glow.
Today, I just want to tell self-doubt to kiss my @#*…
…So, wait am I telling myse…. NEVERMIND, jajajajajaja..
LOL, thoughts that keep telling me I can’t do something before I even try!
Thoughts that tell me why I shouldn’t try out my ideas.
The fear that lives inside of my own mind…
Today you can kiss my @#*!
I’m putting my best foot foward and rocking all the way.
I am going to try these ideas in my head. I’m gonna put them forth and risk it.
Either I will succed or either I will fail… but either way I have so much to gain ❤
Who would have guessed…
It almost feels like I’m watching a movie, and as I stop and replay I can’t help but be curious.
Was this your intention?
To clothe yourself in sweet nectar…
To tempt me like a wild, honey bee?
Did you intend to deceive me?….
How long have you been writing these lies? They taste so sweet on your tongue.
I bet it was like stealing candy from a baby.
Someone asked a question… “Why be on the ‘side that believes'”… as far as faith and prayer.
Faith and prayer are where I am the happiest, most honest version of myself… where I find mindfulness, trust, kindness, and love. Where I am able to free my mind from abusive thoughts.
Believing gave me the strength and confidence I needed to tell myself I was depressed; however, that was not how I choose to live.
It’s the realist most natural thing I’ve ever felt… because that faith is me, the prayer is me. It’s all apart of me. It’s me and the potential I could be.
The faith is me believing that I will make intentional choices that are in my best interest and that when I don’t, I can trust myself to learn and apply the lesson later in my life. Do better the next time. Excel the next time. Be more aware and mindful.
The prayer isn’t a wish list, that you type up and send. It’s your voice within, speaking aloud. Let it speak. It has something to say but we fear those words. What could asking for help and wisdom from someone we can’t see do for me?? It can do a lot. Especially when there’s faith in your words. Because that someone you’re speaking to is you. And you reflect that image in your actions.
And we can’t forget to put into the world what we want in return.
As much as I want to continue I have to go. Have a good morning 🙂
Open to thoughts and opinions, feel free to comment.
- I am grateful for perspective and understanding.
- I am gratfeul for my vulnerbility and the love I am rewarded as a token.
- I am grateful for my sense of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.
- I am grateful for hellos and goodbyes.
- I am grateful for refinding my identity.
I am currently sitting outside, or as I call it… in the grace of God. As the wind sweeps against my lips and the sun illumitnates my cheeks, I am reminded of the miracle of life that is happening… that is always happening, even in your despair. To live an existence of not feeling is foolish. Find mindfulness in solitude.