Allowing ourselves to conform too the people around us for the sake of happiness is not happiness. Being an individual can be very lonely sometimes. The feeling of nobody around can be overwhelming and lead us back to situations that take us back to conforming for the sake of feeling happy. False happiness. We have to first learn to be alone in order to find true happiness. To find ourselves is the most important piece of advise anyone could have ever given me. To speak personally I don’t think I ever truly found myself but I found a way to be alone through art, through reading, through writing and through choosing to not conform. Don’t judge others for the short comings they feel like that have but embrace them for the individual that they are. Let them know they are not alone. Don’t be the friend that’s just around for the party but the friend that is there when the party isn’t around. See you on the journey of life. Everyone can learn something from anyone but we can’t learn about ourselves through others. Be an individual. Find yourself in the universe and make others smile.
The day fades to night with the incandescent glow of our sun giving way to pale glow of our moon
What will have become of the day
What will come of the another cool night
The dawn breaks the silence of the cold night with the once again warming of the light
A new day
The same day
I can accept failure but what I can not accept is the failure to try.
We all fail at something during our journey. These failures make up who we become and define how we move forward.
When we make the choice to give up trying at anything we choose not to move forward.
Sure there are circumstances that are futile. But damn it if there is anyway for success it will only come from trying.
Keep trying. Reinvent the wheel. All of man kind from the beginning was built on failure but most importantly all of man kind was built on the continuation of trying.
Being is never enough.
Leave well enough alone…
Why not try to improve?
So many reasons just to exist but so many more reasons to live.
Don’t just connect with people
Impact peoples lives
Allowing there to be versions of you is a misrepresentation of who you really are
Try hard to do or achieve something
An attempt to achieve a goal
-Earnest and industrious effort, especially when sustained over a period of time
Will you ever know the true results of your endeavors? I am not so sure that you will. It is my belief that we so are so fluid that there is never really an end to what we seek out to accomplish. A goal in life could be simple in thought but when pursued turns so complex that it evolves from its original idea. Good luck on your endeavors this new year. Stay fluid and evolve and don’t be discouraged by change. Embrace complexity and admire simplicity.
You were able to take the money when it benefitted you most
The time was easy to pass cause one day I’d be a ghost
You took the years that could have meant more to someone who really cared
All the while your excuse was you were scared
You broke me down in ways unknown to most
Placing blame on me to help justify your lack of remorse
Pulling strings like a puppet master knowing I’ll always be close
Reaching out like a convenience when it suits you the most
Well wishes at best but nothing from the heart
Who is the real monster when you knew everything from the start
The price we pay for loving is always a broken heart
Thank you for the lessons in 2017. I’ve learned a great deal about people and what we are capable of as individuals. I’ve learned a great deal about myself. I am ready to experience whatever may come in 2018. My goal, not resolution, is to encourage others as well as encourage myself to grow, to learn and to love. More post to come in 2018.
Have you ever just been taken back to another time by a trigger. The trigger of a familiar scent, sound, voice or surrounding? Have you had that moment when everything around your physical body seems to disappear and you appear to be staring blankly in space but the reality is you’re staring at a memory? You’re reliving a previous moment. That blank stare may only last a second in real time but it feels like forever. For everyone these triggers are different and as much as we wish they all bring back good memories they do not. Triggers take us back to dark moments in life just as much as they do precious moments. The one thing we can not escape is our own minds.
Who you were, who you are and who you will be are all different people. Who you were does not define who you are or who you will become. Who you are now will change and influence who you will become but remember who you were. You learn the most when you are honest with yourself and the hardest person to be honest with is yourself. Use the triggers for self-awareness and to learn. Re-live the moments good or bad and come out with some sort of understanding on how you can use these memories to better tomorrow. We may never know why we remember certain things versus other but I choice to believe are memories are like everything else in life they are teachable moments. They can teach us things about ourselves if we listen and are honest with ourselves.
Maybe this post made sense to you and maybe it did nothing for you. Either way thank you for reading. We can not run from ourselves but we can learn from ourselves. Live your life to inspire others and take the time to say thank you. Today I challenge you to say those to words to someone. Thank you.
The thing about writing is that it is hard. I knew it wouldn’t be easy but I never expected it to be this difficult. I have read so many books and short stories both fiction and non-fiction trying to grasp for inspiration on a particular writing style. I have concluded that this maybe my biggest problem. I want to create a story but the truth is the story has already been created. What I want to write is right in front of me when I look in the mirror. What is preventing me from writing my story is not the lack of experience or lack of style. What is preventing me from writing my story is not the lack of knowledge or the lack of education. What is preventing me from writing my story is not the emotions other may feel. What is preventing me from writing my story is ME.
I am standing still looking at myself in the mirror. Looking into my brown eyes frozen as if I am expecting my reflection to tell me what to do. A tear runs down my cheek followed by another tear. Then the watering of my nose and the flush feeling in my ears as the blood rushes. I hear my heartbeat as I remain frozen crying to myself waiting for an answer. Then and only then do I realize that I am waiting for myself.
I am I ready to open up a lifetime of emotional scars? Am I ready to be honest not only with every reader but with myself? Do I want to experience the consequences? Would there be any consequences? Would it even matter to anyone what I wrote? All questions and a lot of self doubt. The thing about writing is…