Heartfelt Times Of Us

Without the people who helped shape us, and the ones who continue to strengthen us, life wouldn’t be quite the same journey, and perhaps, that is the meaning of all this.

Being human is hard at times. Just learning to be patient challenges me on another level. Maintaining that balance of peace and madness.

After all, life isn’t meant to be perfect. Sometimes, it is hard to remember that since, we’re idealistic minds by nature.

Benefit Of The Doubt

In all my years of trying to find the right words to say, it has never been so clear to me before.

This journey of mine was a test, it continues to be.

And there is no doubt in my mind that people will continue to analyze my quiet and reserved nature.

They’ll pick it apart, piece by piece. I definitely will be under a microscope.

However, there is a lot people will underestimate. My cautious sense of instinct, I observe you without even saying a word.

It takes a complex life to understand the complexity of others around you.

Sure, I don’t have a degree, but my knowledge of the ones around me is on point. You think I have no voice, think again.

Silent Observation

People assume, because you’re quiet, that nothing bothers you and you are simply not heard.

I have written a thousand times over, but still, ever lost in this maze of emotions and scenarios.

What do I want to happen? I simply cannot tell you. What do I seek from my experiences? Just some clarity, and guidance.

Silence is not a weakness, and I will no longer be silenced.

Long Time, No Write!

2018 has been quite a chaotic year, I must say. And it’s only March as of yet! I’m supposed to be releasing my second book of poetry in less than two months but I am so behind schedule with the completion of it, that it might all have to be postponed until further notice.

Although, being the person I am, I will try my hardest to stick with my deadline and publication date etc. Life can be so chaotic at times, honestly, and it’s not a nice feeling at all. Everyone deals with it for the most part, yet I am not the best at coping under pressure.

It’s been a while since my last blog post on here, but with everything that’s been going on, it is incredibly hard to think straight, let alone know what to do next. But in time, it’ll pass at some point.

Exactly two months from now, it’ll be the second anniversary of my grandmother’s passing too.

Still hard to deal with, me losing her was painful beyond words. Bravest person until the end though, an angel who gained her well-deserved wings in the sky above.

You never truly appreciate the time you have with people until you see them fade away in front of your eyes. What a brutal reality. I guess all you can do is try and make the most of every second you breathe.

Don’t waste your life away, it’s the only one you have; as yourself, anyway. Who knows what the afterlife has planned, or where your soul will end up next. Only time will tell.

How It Pains Me To Feel Empty, A Poem

You could twist and turn it as much as you’d like, my darling
But the truth is, it wouldn’t change how it all feels on the inside

If one could paint their face happy, it’d be as easy as picking out
colorful pens and a clean, paper surface, or a new book to read

The mind is tragically overloaded, always heavy in thought 
And the heart, it is seemingly forever lost within, seeking a miracle

No amount of quick fixes could possibly alter your brain permanently, unless you’ve found a cure for misery, which I’m sure you haven’t, and a lot of people have tried, but failed


And it’s not a person’s first choice, do you really think their mind cares what advice or wisdom you might add to their list of manuals to read? No, of course it doesn’t

And it’s not because the person in mind doesn’t like seeing the care in front of them

It’s something deeper than just reading between their lines and transparent smiles 
Don’t worry, it pains them just as much as it pains you to see how it all is

How it pains me to feel empty, not knowing what I am worth as a person
Or what incredible things I could achieve if I just had a little bit of faith in myself
And my potential, not just for other people’s sake, but most of all, for my own closure


My heart is grateful, it always was and gratitude will show
As strength becomes a little easier to digest

But until that day comes, please, just be patient with me, I’m only human.

It’s Never Too Late For A Change

Having time for your blog is sometimes not possible, and for the most part, it’s completely understandable; You have a life to live, stuff to do, people to see, chores to tick off your list.

 

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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

 

 

Writing Session #24

As my daily Writing Sessions will soon come to an end, I’m thinking of new ways to keep this blog updated with content. Whether it’s written, photographic or simply expressive, it’s always good to keep the motivation going. And, I enjoy writing so win-win.

It’s a sanctuary for thoughts, as well as food for thought, looking back on certain pieces can definitely open your eyes. Our emotions, like any, are either supressed or expressed.

Most of us conceal our true feelings, others have the courage to speak out. Which, in general, is incredibly inspiring for the less noticeable ones. It all goes to show the power in our words. How they shape and change our society.

 

My favorite motto right now is: “Don’t live in silence for all of eternity. Speak up.”

Writing Session #23

Writing in the darkness of a room has always been my scenery of choice. The patience of thought, gradually expressed. Peace is the word. I am at peace with myself. Solitude does help you sustain it. That echo or a whisper, now simply a memory engraved in the mind.

Creative Freedom And Truth

People have asked me, “What does it mean to “LAY YOUR HANDS BARE?” I write this in capital letters mainly because of how it’s represented on the little book of wonder, but also because I would like to talk about what inspired me to not only display my work to the online and offline world, but prove to myself that I can accomplish any goal that I set my eyes on.

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