Never underestimate the space between a writer’s pen and the surface of release Usually what’s birthed isn’t your peace but the author’s ability to bleed out, to cry out, to maneuver the internal seasons There’re times when the scenes are stenciled with smiles and celebrations, a logging of an occasion Then there’re clouds that rainContinue reading “Space between pen and paper”
Sun rises as I lay here. Dreams vacate my space for the first time in a long while. Fog of exhaustion and unwelcomed thoughts of the past. Slow eye roll into passionate prayer. Seeking an end to what lingers in my heart and mind. Sunny days will come in time. Trusting in the process.
We all need reminders to keep smiling when our heart may long for what was or what hasn’t arrived in our lives yet. There are times that we just need to know that our prayers are heard, our hard work is not in vain, and our presence is appreciated. Guess what? IContinue reading “You are a blessing :)”
Writing to… write. You know, healing comes with its ups and downs. One moment you’re doing great. Everything is calm and cool. You’ve accepted what’s causing your pain and you’re shifting toward a brighter day. And then… WHAM! The smallest prick of a thought enters your heart and seriously rips.. I mean shreds your insides.Continue reading “Feeling down while going up “
People will argue, lash out, cry, and pour everything out as a way to say that they need you. And though, you may not be the cause of the pain, their pleas should not fall on deaf ears and numb hearts. They’ve been present for you when your world was rocky. They’veContinue reading “My Heart Screams: Purge”
It truly requires Herculean strength at times to keep a smile on your face when you really want to lay down and cry. The body just wants to relax and rest from being strong for so long… from being courageous… from being loving… from being forgiving… from being so understanding and patient thatContinue reading “Tearful letters”
Disclaimer: Honest, Raw Post…as usual. I can only be authentic. I was raised to believe in You. A presence much greater than myself. Humbling. Powerful. Loving. A creator of miracles, a comfort at my lowest moments, an always present shoulder should I need it (even when I didn’t), and the definition of unconditional love.Continue reading “Asking”