The Wonder Of Written & Spoken Art

As we’re heading into another lockdown, I figured it was time to re-discover my love for books. I have many around the house, perhaps tomorrow I’ll have a look at a few and read them, chapter by chapter. Sounds good.

I also have plans to start work on another book project, I feel like I haven’t paid enough attention to poetry as of late. But in all fairness, life has been quite eventful, to say the least. We’ll see what else 2021 has in store for us.

Might look into subscribing to Audible or something too, I think audiobooks are a good way to pass the time, especially if you haven’t got the chance to read a physical copy.

Another thing I hope to listen more of: podcasts.

If I had a bit more self-esteem and didn’t dislike my voice so much, I am pretty sure I could start my own. Whilst writing, I often say all the words out loud, almost becoming a narrator in the process. That’s one of the many things I have found beneficial over the years.

What I also want to catch up on: Documentaries.

There’s many different ones, from crime to nature, the lighthearted subjects, to the more complex and in-depth. Honestly can’t get enough of them.


Mila. Xo

Resolutions 2021

Hello, and Happy New Year to each and every one of you.
It’s that time again, to make resolutions and stick with them.

To say 2020 was a nightmare, that’s an understatement.

In this blog post, my first of 2021, I wanted to include some of my own personal resolutions for the next 365 days ahead, but it’ll be a little different.

These resolutions of mine are more about learning to find balance and peace of mind with myself instead of overwhelming my brain with a list of things I probably attempt to accomplish every year.

I think I have about five things I want to focus on.


Here’s my (realistic) list of 5 resolutions for 2021:

#1. Work on being kinder to myself.
#2. Budget more.
#3. Get more sleep.
#4. Improve eating habits.
#5. Start writing for my next poetry book.

I’m sure I could list more, but let’s start with those for now.
Do let me know in a comment what your personal resolutions are for 2021.


Have a wonderful day/evening, all of you!


Stay safe,


Mila. Xo

Existence & Purpose

When you lose your identity in the recycling bin, how do you find that part of you again?

I’m beginning to think, I have a long way to go.

Ever since I can remember, I associated my willingness to help others as my main source of purpose.

On this journey, I have come to understand everything a lot clearer.

It’s hard to articulate this in a way that wouldn’t offend. I’ve suppressed it all to the point where I just go along with the chaos. I don’t like it, even freaks me out most days. Back in the day, this blog was my only sanctuary for all these thoughts. It still is, but to a lesser extent.

To share is one thing, it’s one of the only things that make sense anymore.

Everything else is a blank, quite honestly. I could write a book about this, my mind is an abyss of thought, a lot of it has never been fully dissected nor processed.

To say that I am currently lost in the archive is an understatement. There’s so much I have yet to learn, to see, to experience.

I often wonder, what is my purpose, guide me to where I am meant to stand.

Is this modern world for an old soul like mine? Who knows.

Anyway, excuse the rambling. This is the first blog post where I haven’t been feeling empty. Let’s hope the new decade brings a lot of better days.

Love,

Mila. Xo

Why December Is THE Month Of All Years

There’s something truly magical about this time of year. We have a wonderful excuse to decorate our houses with everything gold, sparkly and shiny. It’s also another reason to spread some happiness and cheer with the people around us. Whether it’s family, close friends or new companions in life, it’s the memories we create that is of importance, not how long we know the person. But anyway, I’m excited for the remainder of 2017. I’ll likely cherish every moment, because I know it’s coming to an end soon, and it’s been quite a vital year for me, in terms of self-growth, independence, inner strength, love, and most of all: Happiness.

It’s been a little quiet on my blog and I’m sorry about that. Haven’t really had the time to post stuff on here, so it’s definitely not intentional. Also, I worked on a keepsake journal for most of October and November, which is in production right now, I’m really pleased about that. It’s not going to be listed for sale, I mainly just wanted to create something that is me and is my own little place to write down thoughts, I also included brand new poetry within this project, motivational pieces, and of course, some inspirational words of wisdom and clarity. It’s the journal for the journey, as I like to say.

 

It’s hard to believe I’ve now self-published two projects of mine. A poetry book and a self-help/care journal. Really proud of my accomplishments this year. My second book/collection of poetry will be out sometime in 2018. And it has a title…

 

A Cryptic Human Entity will be released in mid-2018 and will have approximately 50-75 pages and it’ll be my most personal collection to date. A carefully selected list of poetry with subjects such as lust, intense emotions, desire and passion. It’s still a work in progress as I write, but for this particular project, I really wanted to take my time in creating a preferred choice of depth, as well as a blank canvas for one’s truth to unveil. It is always important to write from the heart and to mean every word, and feel brave enough to open up about our darker, harder-to-reach emotions.

Even now, as I talk about my second book, it’s strange yet I am excited to complete my mission of honest creativity. In the past, I would have never considered doing something quite like this. Wouldn’t even have stuck to a blog like this. So, every little step is a new accomplishment in my eyes. Honestly grateful for all things I have witnessed and achieved in 2017. And I think next year will be even greater than the previous.

 
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, my next post will be up either tomorrow or Monday, depending on how inspired I am to write. Let’s hope my writer’s block doesn’t return for a while. xo

 

 

bad poetry is still poetry

 

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bundle of writer’s block

it’s been another two weeks and I haven’t put together enough material for one poem,
let alone all the others. I’ve read plenty of other people’s poetry books and it makes me wonder if I’m articulate enough to get this stuff done myself. Self-doubt is definitely my worst enemy at the moment. The writing part is somewhat manageable but the rest of the journey has proved to have been a little more complex than my naive self once thought it would be, hey, I’m a Gemini, daydream is my middle name, or perhaps it should be now.

I know I repeatedly vent and rant about similar things, but I feel so passionately regarding this, so excuse my frustration as I type this out in record time. hell, I can’t even write a poem this fast, let alone get a sentence down on a piece of paper. it’s so ironic, for sure.

but eventually, there will be a book, or perhaps a series of them, but right now, it’s hard even knowing what to say when my tongue is in knots and my brain is on overdrive. I find that taking a deep breath helps, but then I think once again and lose that bit of sweet luck.

plus, I realized that 52 wonderful people follow my bundled opinions and thoughts so thank you! I never thought I would get past 50, I didn’t think I would get any but wow.

I am always grateful for every view, every comment, every like, every bit of everything
it definitely inspires me to keep this blog up, I thought I was going to give it all up last- year, but thankfully, it’s here to stay. I bid you all a wonderful week, let it be full of love!

poetry lanes

I rarely talk about the poems or the ideas I have for my book, much of which
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another day, another thought

This blog has become an important part of life, I think documenting important things that have a lot of meaning to myself is the one thing that motivates me to keep this as active as possible. I find peace within self-expression, the only truth I’ve ever really known in life.

I know I’m not the greatest writer or the most wonderful poet out there, but to me,
none of that really matters if you believe in your work, regardless if people notice it or not.

Seeking validation can make life feel like a bit of a competitive race, and personally,
I don’t like that at all, because it kind of ruins life in the long run, and I speak for myself when I say that, not necessarily for anyone else because I am simply one individual.

Hoping I can make something great of this in the near future, because all I’ve truly wanted is to make good out of the resources already within my life and my surroundings etc. 

                                                                     Yours truly, Mila. Xo

hook, line & sinking in lust

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Recently found myself happier, and I’m not sure if it’s a temporary fix or a long-term boost of positive energy. I guess we’ll have to wait and see what happens in the near future. Is it bad that I can already picture it within my head like a perfect melody?

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what getting older taught me about life

Today, I would like to discuss something that I’ve always been passionate speaking about.
It’s about how getting older taught me valuable lessons in life, past & presently as well.

For most people, life begins as soon as you start breathing.
Mostly, it’s true and I agree with certain parts to an extent.
However, I felt like it didn’t truly begin until I was old enough to
understand the difference between living and existing, that’s when I
felt my life really started making sense, for the first time in my whole existence.

It sounds a little far-fetched, and perhaps that’s how I see it,
but the definition of life is different for everyone and I can’t even say that
enough times. In my personal experience, what getting older taught me the most is
that life is never as complicated as we might imagine it’d be.
And I say this in my own experience of it, not anyone else’s.
Anyway…getting older taught me to always respect the ones present in life
(except the ones who least deserve it, I let them go) and to never take anything
for granted because the existence of life is never guaranteed. In this age of time,
some of us forget how fragile life is in reality, and how easily it can be taken away
without a single thought. I know this because I lost my dear grandmother this year.
Getting older also helped me learn many valuable lessons,
such as, never count the days in which you live, but count the amount of good energy
that surrounds it, and the amount of wonderful moments created in that space of time.
For me, poetry was always the shoulder to cry on, the support always needed,
which is a big reason why I am putting together a book of poems from my heart,
creating good out of bad experiences, memories I’d rather forget and so forth.
It makes the work more authentic and personal in that sense.‎