A Flame in the Wave

It came at us like a wave, full of passion, full of life.

There was a fire inside of us.

A burning flame, one that not even a wave could wash away.

With each wave from life, , it would just reignite.

A fire so bright, not even time could dim.

If the waves carry us away, back to each other we will always swim.

A flame in the wave of life, that is what we are.

Life has kept us apart, though we won’t always be so far away.

Only time will show us what will be left, as we have to accept life and let go.

Only time will show us, if this flame is able to grow, while we have to stay apart, for a little while longer.

No matter how long, no matter the distance, we won’t ever truly be apart.

I’ll be here waiting, keeping the fire burning in my heart.

-M.

Saying “No”

How is your life going?

Are you happy?

Content?

Could your life use some improvements?

Do you ever find yourself forgetting about yourself and your needs?

Do you need to learn how to say, “no”, more often rather than agreeing to things that are not exactly right for you?

Have you been going through this life on auto pilot, saying, “yes”, because you think its the right thing to do, to make other people happy?

Then its time to learn a new word.

No.

No to things that aren’t right for you…

No to thoughts that aren’t helping you…

No to people or experiences that aren’t right for you…

Learn how to pay attention to how you feel in different situations, or around certain people and with different thoughts.

Do some situations or people drain you or make you feel overwhelmed?

Do you notice physical or emotional changes in yourself around different people, situations or with certain thoughts?

Do you find particular thought patterns becoming overwhelming, or are they weighing you down?

Take a step back and think about why you allow so much into your life that is not good for you.

Once you start doing this, more often, and start saying, “no”, to what is not right for you, you start to learn how to value yourself and your needs, which helps you be able to show up better for your life and for yourself.

This creates more balance in your life.

Doing this allows you to be better for those in your life, who are good for your life, as well.

It also allows you to be better contributor to those around you who are beneficial parts of your life.

You can choose your thoughts.

Thoughts are energy, and what you give more energy to grows, just like watering a plant.

Once you finally become tired of being unhappy, start looking for the root causes of your unhappiness.

You can see trails, like a stream, connecting to certain things that are causing you to feel less than good.

You become tired of constantly being upset with yourself for allowing thoughts and experiences into your life that are harming you, or taking you away from being who you prefer to be, or redirecting you away from where you actually want to go.

Look back over your life.

How many times have you said, “yes”, or, “sure”, when you should have said, “no thanks”, or “absolutely not”?

Has it been a problem, for you, to try to make others happy while neglecting your own feelings or needs?

Have you been ignoring your own needs, and devaluing yourself, while also forgetting what it is that you actually want out of this life?

Yeah, that is tough to acknowledge, isn’t it?

It’s okay, now you are aware of it and now you can do something about it.

Look at yourself.

Who are you?

What are you passionate about?

What makes you feel your best?

What do you do to fill your cup?

Oh, is that not something you do very often?

Do you ever do anything for yourself?

Well, its time to start.

You are the leader in your life.

You matter.

You are important.

Start practicing saying, “no”, and you will see a big shift in yourself, your self-confidence and in how you view yourself and your life.

You will stop taking yourself and your time for granted.

You will see your life start to change in ways that will make you wonder what else you can say, “no”, to.

You will value your healthy friendships more, and you will have less of what you don’t want around.

You will see that your needs matter, and it will show you exactly why.

Take your life back.

You deserve it.

Now start saying, “no”, as often as possible to get comfortable with it.

It might take some getting used to, if you are a people pleaser, who has lived a life of being who you thought you needed to be for everyone except for yourself.

Time to change.

I believe in you, and you should, too.

No, I have nothing else to share, time for me to go fill my cup.

See how easy that was?

Your turn.

-M.

Lake Crescent (and the Lodge)

This lake is a magical lake.

The waters heal you.

The sunsets will astonish you.

Lake Crescent is not just a simple lake.

To know her beauty, you must feel her healing.

Summertime is, seemingly, the best time of year to capture her magic, but all year round she will be carrying on…

So many come to see her.

Once they do, they are mesmerized.

With ducks, docks and a shore full of soft rocks, you can be certain to find your favorite spot.

Lake Crescent Lodge is most certainly divine, with luxury dining and quaint little cabins, you will find many ways to pass the time.

There is so much room to roam, plus immaculate sights to see this beautiful lake, from multiple points of view.

If you walk along the forest line, you will find many trails to explore.

These lead you to some of the oldest trees in the state of Washington, or so I have been told, some are over five-hundred years old.

If you’re reading this and need a new place to explore, Port Angeles, WA has this stunning beauty, who’s shores you might enjoy taking some time to explore.

Plus you might even discover the magic of this beautiful lake, that has so many perplexed about.

Either way, hopefully you do get out and find somewhere new to explore.

Nature is magical, no matter where you are.

-M.

Weathered

Life has worn out your rough edges.

You’ve been tossed around, now you can’t help but be smooth and still.

You are softer than you once were.

What you are is beautiful.

You always have been.

Overtime, our true nature starts to show.

When life has taken us down to our core, all we can do is be who and what we are.

We are bent and molded into how we need to be for our life.

You lay there with support from all sides.

You have finally found a place to rest.

You deserve it.

Life looks good on you.

Weathered.

Natural.

Real.

Raw.

-M.

My Love

When I gave you my heart, I didn’t expect you to hurry up and leave.

There was so much that went on, there was so much passion, there was so much love.

We talked all night, about forever.

You told me you would keep me safe.

I gave you my heart, you took part of it, then you ran away.

Now here I am, still searching, still pushing, without you by my side.

When I gave you my heart, you decided it was time to go.

You got half of me.

Maybe its time to let you go.

Yet, I am, still here, hopelessly waiting for you to reappear.

Hoping you will remember all the late night planning, all those dreams we wanted so badly to appear…

Here I sit, waiting, longing, hoping for the other half of me to come back home.

Come back to me, my love.

I’ll be here, waiting.

-M.

Trapped

You have been crippled, blocked by your fears.

There seems to be no way out.

All you can see is more that keeps you trapped in fear.

There may be a tall cast iron gate, and a barbed wire fence, but look at what is beyond.

There is a life that you desire, a peace that you deserve, a place where you belong.

Behind these bars of fear is not safe, is what you say.

There is so much out there, beyond this gate.

Look at the sun.

It has to continue to push beyond…

Beyond the sky, beyond the sea,

Beyond the darkness and what it cannot see.

You must, too,

You must push through…

Beyond the fears that keep you trapped here.

Find your way around that gate, for there is always a path from behind the gate of fear.

-M.

Driftwood

You have deep scars that not many can see, but you show them all to me.

Many of my scars are showing, but I have others, others that are much deeper, that only you can see.

You try to protect me, as you block the winds and the waves from reaching my open surface.

You carry the weight of so many, as people walk on you so that they can look inside of me, like my wounds are open just for that very purpose.

You seldom leave my side, when the winds blow or someone rolls us apart, you always find a way back to my side.

Nature brought us here, to finish out this life together.

We were both once deeply rooted trees, now here we are, on this shore, waiting for the tides to take us away once more.

-M.

Garden Talk

Did you see those boys, today?

What boys?

The ones who came into town earlier, today. They weren’t from around here. I don’t know where they came from. Their clothes were different and they looked like they were confused about where they were. One of them kept looking at me. I was too shy to look at him in the eyes, more than once. He may have seen me blush, but I sure hope he didn’t notice. I looked away as quickly as I saw that he was looking at me, too.

Oh, I heard about some people coming to town. Do you know why they were here? How old did they look? What were they wearing? Oh, how I wish I cold have seen them, too.

Mother said they are supposed to be helping with the railroads. They looked really young, school age, not much older than us. Some looked younger. There were also older men with them, older than father. Their clothes were just different, like nothing I had ever seen before.

That is really hard work. They must have had to leave school to help support their families. Did you see how many there were?

There seemed to be, about, five boys, and a few more older men. I couldn’t imagine having to do that kind of work, or leaving the family, to go to a new town. It must be really hard to be away from their families. I wonder how long they will be here.

Maybe some of them will be searching for a wife soon.

Mother says we will have to get ready to find husbands, sooner or later. That is not something I am looking forward to.

Well, you before me, I hope. You are older, and I am too shy. I couldn’t even imagine holding hands with a boy, let alone kiss one. Lets not even talk about it. Oh my goodness.

You will be ready when the time comes. Mother and father still need us to help with our younger siblings. We will certainly be ready for children when we have our own. We have been helping with the children at the schoolhouse for as long as I can remember.

You know how much I love the children at the schoolhouse. It will be so different when its our children running around.

It will be very different. Maybe they will listen better when we ask them to help clean up.

You know that won’t be so. Look at how our siblings listen to us better than when mother or father try to call them inside.

You are right. Well, I believe its time to gather some vegetables for dinner and get back to help mother. We left her with all the children, without telling her where we were going.

I suppose she may be worried. Do you think you will talk to that boy, if you get the chance?

Oh goodness, I don’t know. Just thinking about it makes me blush.

You are as crimson red as these flowers, lets just get inside. Mother is probably wondering where we are.

Alright, no more talk of that boy, at least not around anyone else.

Okay, I promise.

-M

Growth

We each grow differently, no two lives are ever the same.

Sometimes it may seem a bit easier for others, but it is quite balanced, each with challenges and then some easier roads to keep us sane.

You may look to another and feel they have it better, but you don’t know the struggles their journey has had along the way.

Remember that you are on your own life path and each new road will have its turns, it will have some bumps and spins, but in the end, you will understand why.

-M.

When You are with Me

Play with me in the water,

Lay with me by the sea.

Let’s walk on the sand and wait for the waves, as the tide to comes in.

The sun will set and the air will grow colder,

But when your with me, the cold will not matter.

We will walk hand in hand,

Watching out for crabs in the sand.

We will collect rocks and shells,

There will be so many that our pockets will overfill.

We can pack a picnic and feed the the leftovers to the seagulls,

When you are with me, the days will never, so we can just walk the sandy beaches forever, at peace, hand in hand.

-M.