Inspiration can strike at any given time or place. Expected and unexpected.
Truth be told, I have often found myself waking up in the middle of a dream or short-lived nap, and suddenly, having this need to express what I have seen or felt during this particular state of mind.
My thoughts are complex, but not always.
Anyway, I’m hoping to sleep at some point in the night, so I wish you all the best, and sleep well (or good morning to the ones just waking up)
I promised myself that I would update this blog every day in 2020, and I am determined to see it through.
Every thought has a meaning of some kind, I suppose. Always did have a fascination for the mind, and how it works.
For now, I’ll drift off to sleep with dreams in mind. Who knows, maybe I’ll find something.
Take care, have a beautiful evening.
Love, Mila. Xo
Maybe it’s just me, or the world has simply become much colder and less pleasant. As if that wasn’t already the case for most of us human creatures.
I was going to post something last night, as it was International Women’s Day, but my brain just could not for the life of me write anything of necessary use. So, I apologize wholeheartedly for that.
Since we’re being honest, I must admit, writing at all has been a massive challenge recently. For some reason, it just doesn’t fit into my life at the moment.
A lot of reasons, most of them personal. Might open up on a later date, but I’ll try and see where it leads.
Updating the blog often is what I am hoping to do, in the next few months. Especially as I start on the new book project and start putting that together.
It is such a journey, all these emotions that come and go, and the people that are seemingly attached to different memories of mine.
Nostalgia petrifies me at times. That need to forget or accept the circumstances of our current state.
May your night be full of love and light.
I had a hard time forgiving people in the past. To this day, I still do.
Yes, forgiveness is important, a crucial part of letting go, making amends, being the bigger person when it comes to conflict.
But for the most part, there are things I struggle to forgive, or forget. My heart will always try and see the good in people, no matter how much they frustrate me and betray me.
It’s the same with family feuds, drama on the horizon. How do you simply let bygones be exactly that?
You know in your heart, that you want to do right. But in the end, you simply can’t win. That’s the reality we’re living. An inevitable route, a road not easily driven past. It’s weird, really.
Can you ever truly forgive and forget completely?
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.
I wrapped my thoughts in denial, thinking it would change the outcome.
To bite your tongue and accept the reality of things, I’ve always taken for granted.
Clarity in front of you, to seek your trust and guide you towards hope.
Life is nothing like we envisioned, as little children. We’ve been taught to believe that we’re just a puzzle piece to place, another foundation to lay.
Our state of mind crumbles, as we see the world for what it is. Disguised as a flaw, seen as a weakness.
Instead of encouraging one another, we have been programmed to function, in a different manner.
We’re motivated by our greed, the pressure to succeed is inevitably a weight on our shoulders.
If only some of us had the voice or the courage to break the stigma, once and for all. But of course, talking about taboo subjects is another challenge, in place.
Anyone who does, I’m forever intrigued and inspired by you.
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.
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.
So, the book is
finally making progress! It’s small steps but I’m positive that it’s going to be of substantial use. As a writer who’s built her confidence from zero, this is a major step to take. I’m sure any writer who is looking to publish for the first time has felt the similar kind of nerves as I.
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