Promises

Promises….

Making promises of the future, when you don’t even want her in the present.

Creating plans for vacations, when you won’t even settle for a simple dinner tab.

Saying things on repeat, that just hurt her and make her feel so small.

Not good enough,
Not enough…

How dare you just play that game of push and pull when you know she is hurting so deeply already…

You care about her feelings?
You care about her emotions?

Then why did you touch her?

Why did you pull her down from that shelf she was resting on?

If only to test her out….
If only to try and get a taste…
If only to prove you still had it…

Let her go.
You did enough.

She is not for you.

She is a porcelain doll and porcelain is not meant for your kind…

The ones who open up the package and don’t put them away…

The ones who want to sit around and make empty promises…

Leaving her feeling all sorts of confusion, just making her run away.

How dare you,
Playing the fools game.

Feels very familiar.

Thank goodness she knew better.

⁃ M.

The Sound of the Storm

The Sound of The Storm

On the harder days, I remember this day.

It reminds me of what I have gotten through.

Feeling the storms of my emotions, while getting my picture taken, not knowing what would come after.

Already working on dealing with so much trauma, and trying to survive, trying to keep my kids safe, though, it felt like there was danger coming.

Feelings erupting inside of me.

Feeling in a place of uncertainty, just as we tend to be, when in the middle of a storm.

After this shoot, I went for my daily walk and found my daughter was missing.

She was not where she was supposed to be, and when she knew I knew, she made it so I couldn’t call or text her.

It was a long weekend, trying to find her and get her home.

These are not stories I typically share on here, due to not wanting to over share, but sometimes I just need to release, for the healing, and to maybe help someone else.

Twenty six hours of not knowing where my daughter was, or if she would come home.

Twenty six hours of being in panic for her life and her wellbeing.

She finally returned home, and she was safe.

One more scar on my heart.

One more memory to remember how much I love her.

One more reason to show her more sensitivity and compassion.

This shoot really ended up representing more than Marina Shipova or I could have even imagined.

Life is always full of uncertainty.

We just have to muster the courage to keep going.

One step at a time.

One day at a time.

One moment at a time.

Find your peace.

Find your balance.

Find your strength.

You are capable of more than you know.

❤️‍🩹

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Darkness Tried to End this Life

Memories come up from times when life felt so close to the edge.

Life seemed like something so close to the end.

A mind so cluttered, so filled with fear.

A body so riddled with substances and unbalanced from the chase of night and day.

Thoughts fading away, worries taking over, friends with two faces taking up too much space.

There were times of silence towards the ones who were closest.

There were moments of sadness that lasted for days.

Yet, beyond the darkness, through the silence, there still seemed to be some light.

Falling away…

Falling under…

Never too deep, but just deep enough.

Finally one day, tired of suffering…

A reach up, a crawl, a walk and a run, back to life.

Back to peace.

Yet, never truly to feel without the darkness.

A darkness that had the deep calls for the ending.

Though, the darkness is not meant to call upon us all.

Some must just taste it, to see why we must turn away.

Back to the light.

In the light we must stay, but never to forget the bite of darkness that will never fully go away.

  • M.

Trust Yourself

Everyday we face challenges.

Everyday we are shown that we must choose.

Distractions or facing the truth.

You know what you need to do in order to be okay.

Trust yourself.

  • M.

Explore

Explore the world.

Explore yourself.

Do all the exploring.

For life is but a collection of moments, and

When you see how quickly time passes by,

You will wish you had spent more time exploring and enjoying all the beauties within this life.

You are worth the time.

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Keep Going

Not everyday is easy.

Just take it one action step at a time.

Make time to rest.

Take a moment to look at how far you’ve come.

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Success is not always a financial reward.

Success is not giving up, and continuing to push even when you feel you are not good enough.

Remember you are good enough.

You are more than good enough.

Each day you get out of bed and keep pushing, you are showing up for your dreams and your goals.

Keep believing in yourself.

You matter.

💜

  • M.

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The Bridges of Life

There is magic in the journey.

We see where we want to be and we must let go of worrying how we will get there.

The bridges of life are not always for us to build, but they are a gift that we are guided to, that allow us to move from one chapter to the next.

We must not worry about how we will get to the next destination, we must only focus on visualizing where we want to go.

The journey is full of possibilities…

Remember to dream big, trust the process and have as much fun with it all as you possibly can.

-M.

Change Your Mind, Change Your Life

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Sometimes we have to skip meals to save money. 

Sometimes we have to sell our clothes to pay the bills. 

Sometimes some of the help runs out, but all of this leads us to a new chapter, a new challenge to overcome and a new way of thinking needs to take over. 

Things don’t happen to you, they happen for  you. 

Be strong in your self-love and listen to the guidance of your intuition. 

Everything is going to be okay. 

💜

  • M. 

Focus

Where is your focus?

Writing in my journal, responding to text messages, going over conversations from recent exchanges, I notice certain things I’d like to start paying more attention to. One thing is the stories I keep retelling, and how I communicate, in general.

A perspective, a point of view, an opinion… Each one very important, yet also, at times, not fully thought through, in a way to convey clearly, or fully, or maybe even appropriately.

We put so much energy into things. Yet, are these things that are worthwhile of so much of our energy? Are we really being true to ourselves or are we saying things we think other people may expect for us to say or want us to say?

What is it that we are seeking out of life? And how to our words and thoughts reflect those goals?

Where does our focus direct us?

Just some thoughts to ponder on…

🖌️

-M.

A Journey Persisted

For as long as she could remember, she knew there would be something special for her…

For as long as she could remember, she knew she could never give up on believing in herself….

As the years went by, she continued to fall and then crawl through life’s challenges,

Until one day she remembered she could walk.

Then she quickly started to run.

She began sprinting, jumping and then finally she flew.

When she discovered her wings, she learned to float over those who didn’t believe in her or see her for who she was.

She didn’t worry about being alone, for she was always surrounded by so many who saw her for who she was and loved her no matter what, even through months and years of silence.

Whooshing through trees, flying beside mountain tops, she soared high above the clouds.

She flew up to the stars and zoomed back down, reaching the oceans and diving in like a sea creature, moving through the waters with great force.

Back to the surface, letting the air dry her off, she would then find a safe place to land.

Not for long though, as she found her place to be in the sky.

She knew she wasn’t like many others.

She knew she was made differently and created on purpose, for a purpose that was all her own.

Only she could know what that was, and what she was here for.

Though all the pieces may not make sense to others, she knew each one was meant for her, even the pieces that didn’t fit into the whole picture.

One day, maybe far off down the road, she would tell her story.

But for now, she will just continue to fly, soaring on her own, gliding from tree to tree, taking breaks on the mountain tops…

Solitude, this is her happy place.

At last, she knew, her purpose was there all along.

To be continued….

🤍

– M.