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My body is so weird! I have super sensitive ears. When I was growing up, I cried often so my sinuses remained flushed. As I got older and attended college, I realized I have vertigo.
Now, I can count on a day -2 days from the moment I clean my ears, feeling horrible. I'll have a fever and a headache. I'll have no appetite and a nauseous stomach. I'm be super sleepy and irritability.
Before modern day civilization, there was a different process for existing.
It's the concept of codependency.
The natural cycles of seasons, photosynthesis, life, exc happened with every living thing depending on the next to survive. No one species thought, we should advance this mundane routine and change.
When humans decided "advancement equals better", the endangered species list grew.
Since, humans have only added problems to our ecosystem, atmosphere, and animal kingdoms.
Forrest Conservation preserves the natural environment for countless creatures. It contributes to better air quality, and the overall experience for all of us.
We coexist with wildlife.
They were here first. I...
The treasures untold hide in the slumber of yesterday.
Neglected, forgotten, washed away with tears.
Tapped off, closed & sealed, the moments of which forbidden to speak.
Oh contrare, the wisdom it brings forth.
Calling others to light, bringing about clarity.
Stories aren't meant to be unwritten.
The constant change, the Science of gravity, an explanation about magnetic force, and the discovery of motion.
Nothing defines the moments when you cuddle me close, knowing we need not worry about a title or definition to what we are... Just that we're in that moment. The two of us. Just the two of us. Listening to your heartbeating, eases my sorrow tears.
We need not to worry the next hour, yesterday's pain or tomorrow's challenges.
In each other's arms, comfort and peace rest our souls and we peacefully sleep.
Wrapped in deep scars,
heartbroken tears, a painful look,
"Sure, life would be deliciously pleasing if I had a boo. " Amelia thought to herself.
"But, that's not to say it's less wonderful as an independent woman." She said aloud.
She was alone, in her one bedroom upscale townhouse. When she moved to New York City in 2015, she desired a place right in the heart of downtown. Most called her mad for wishing such chaos into her life; but Amelia felt so lucky to have the opportunity that she wanted to experience it to the fullest.
She had just come in the door from a twelve hour day at the office. She's the District Manager of Job and Family Services, Child Protection Services in the area.
Since she was young, herself, she's had a passion for th...
Their embrace felt like home.
Though oceans apart, their love
Endured every challenge.
The tiny drips of water began to fall. With no visibility where they will land, the young droplets fear not. Life simply wouldn't birth their being just to be forever gone to a sepulcher. Down down they go, gaining shape, points and sparkle. They all developed differently, beautifully. Tiny water droplets grow into snowflakes, with no effort of their own. One amazing example of nature's wonders! All drops unique in design.
FILL IN THE BLANKS
OPEN LETTER 2019
1. This year I want more laughter, peace, success, and memories with loved ones. I want less calories, clutter, crying, and confusion.
2. If I had to choose one word to focus on this year, it would be HOPE.
3. I want to stop doing days with insecurities, school days with anxiety, and nights with restless sleep. I want to start teaching my girls necessary life skills: cooking, cleaning, money management.
I want to continue establishing better structure at home, consistent routine, and improving our lifestyle.
4. My greatest worry or concern this year is in God's hands.
5. This year I will embrace my peace of mind. It's the greate...
Harriet was an imaginative and free-spirited 21 year old. Despite her prestige background and family royalty, she always had a hankering for adventure.
One particular afternoon, she sat mesmerized by her endless rows of vibrant flowers. The columbine blooms and coralbells have made their annual appearance, not any less spectacular than the year before. The bees balms and, of course, daisies, also greeted her every morning. Her Hollyhocks and Bellflowers were planted along the east side of the cottage and won’t bloom until last spring- early Summer.
It has been a wild transitioned from Winter to Spring, and her imagination needed fresh air. In...
Dear Nova ❤️,
You're one of the most amazing mothers in this world. I always admire the way you love your girls. Merry Christmas to you, Zivah and Calandra:) May the Lord bless all of you abundantly. Stay blessed!
Dear Santa, I don't know what I want this Christmas. I rarely feel comfortable buying something unnecessarily, especially at Christmas time. Money, obligations, priorities, such an adult mindset. This is what happens when children grow up. I have two beautiful daughters of my own. They have enjoyed doing our daily advent, and prepping for your arrival. Buying gifts for them, this year, was a stresser. Unforgivingly, society defines happiness with materialistic. The constant advertising, promotion that money equals successful, and lack of government help eligibility haunts so many adults. Do I choice to buy a $300 Christmas and not cover rent or do I cover rent, and teach my children gratef...
The greatest of views can never be seen at the foot of a climb. Height is the best of accomplishments, firstly for the self, then to inspire others.
Deprived from the necessities as a young girl, Camelia spends her fortune on clean water efforts and food provision charities. She'll never forget from where she came.
#deprived #niva #WOW
Outside the heavens,
Lord calls me home.
" I'm standing in the ashes of who I used to be. God's refining fire came and rescued me. It encompassed all that burdened thy, Released me anew, and set me free! " ~ Nova
Prompt inspired by Promptuarium via WordPress
I'm most thankful for the presence of Faith & Hope in every setback!
Every Passing Year
This year is like the last, and the one the year before.
Bittersweet acceptance that you're not coming through
Our hearts are so heavy, knowing you're not here,
It never gets easier, no matter which passing year.
We gather and we pray, giving thanks for those we love.
And request the faithful guidance from those up above.
Love brought you to us, and to love you have returned,
We're so blessed for the gift of which creates our yearn.
✨Dedicated to all of our angels this holiday season✨
Never allow your emotions to blur your boundaries of love. When you're in love , the truth can be so pretty when it's wrapped in vibrant and ambitious paper...... But what's inside doesn't change, whether it's wrapped or not; and what's inside is what matters.
So much in my heart and so little can be said.
This is so new, so foreign... It's not pain in a sense of loss
But of missing him. Doing what's best for someone else
Isn't always easy, oh how true that is.
He needs time, so he can cope with his recent changes.
I can't imagine the emotions he's going through.
Seasons come and seasons go,
Thankfully, this will too.
God, please just grant me patience.
Dear my heart :
I met you nearly two years ago, oblivious to how precious you'd become to me... How pivotal and necessary you are to my existence. I never thought I'd say that. I never thought, not for a moment, that I'd meet the one. You, not only, are everything I've pictured in my " ideal man", but also so, much more I didn't know I needed. You are inspiring, an outstanding father, and someone who is constantly pushing me to grow.
Most would say I'm too difficult to love, that you should stay away from me, and that I'm complex and complicated. A few would have my back from the beginning. They would say my genuine emotions and depth are what makes me, me. They would s...
Navajo Spirit Guide
She was a quiet girl, kept to herself. She smiled with her eyes, as if her expression bid the recipient Good Day!
When she wasn't working her afternoon shift, at the family casino (oh the wretched noise!!), she enjoyed quiet reading by the lake. She also enjoyed walks through the museum, exploring hidden caves on the land, and sitting in the trees, among the birds.
Nature provided her with such ease and joy.
It was within the Navajo blood to be one with the surroundings. She and her people used all parts of the earth to meet their needs.
On this particular Friday morning, her spirit felt extra light. Something wonderful was about to happen; she could feel it.
More than ever, Joe is determined to enjoy the small things in life. He had spent the better half of this year, in the hospital. When the doctors spoke with him about his treatment options, he declined all offers. There was no way to really enjoy life, laying in some semi personalized room, hooked to machines, being poked and prodded.
The trail to the lake was about a mile. Joe took his time, ensuring that he doesn't push himself too hard. The birds were singing; he could hear about six different kinds of them. The breeze sure felt wonderful, warm but cool at the same time. Joe got cold quickly these days, but he didn't allow that to keep him inside.
Finally, there it was, the lake with a...