Tear upon tear
Collection of my fears
Surmountable over the years
You with your gentle touch
A mere memory now forgotten
Your kind words an echo
In the distance
Today I’m in my present
In the know
In the now
With all my love,
Hugs from Brooklyn
They rule us
Our income, our age, even our weight!
We succumb to their power rendering us futile !
Are we just zeros then?
No one cares for zeros
Unless they are after other numbers
Aren’t we worth more than any number?
A penny was discarded being of pure bronze and it was a rare find!
Please don’t listen to the unkind!
You are worth more than you think!
You are infinite
So just be.
I yell, I scream and I shout
Yet I am not found
They don’t see I’m around
I’m invincible to all
I have no sound. I have no call.
I am nothing. I got lost.
All of me at what cost.
My sound not heard!
No sound is heard.
But I’m here
Even if you wish I disappear
Sorry I haven’t written in so long. Just want to say I love you all. We may not know one another but we are connected through our words. Sending much love from Brooklyn.
You dismissed me. You said you were done with me. You said I had reached my limit.
You used me and now you just leave looking all proud sporting that leather and strap. I still serve a purpose you know.
When you go about your day and forget something don’t run back to search me over! I’m done being your daily planner, you stupid brown briefcase!
Good morning my fellow bloggers and readers something I love doing is giving life to inanimate objects. I wasn’t sure what to write about so I asked my daughter for an object. She said briefcase. I realized that everything that occupies space has relationship to us and other objects. Everything serves a purpose even if we don’t understand it. So if there are relationships then surely there must be emotions too. You know I really love writing. Don’t you? Do you have an object for me? I want to challenge myself this week and I will give you credit for the object. Have a great Sunday.
A dog and its bark breaks the silence as I lean on the bark of a tree. Contemplating nature and all its beauty. My own beauty in its natural state as well.
What are we to do but remain silent and listen to the echoes of our forefathers? If not we risk falling prey to absolute silence, not even an echo of a sound in our surround. Nothingness! The void! Erased!
Stop! Press record and go forwards with your own sound. Make it real loud. Let others know you are around. You aren’t invisible! You are invincible!
With much love and hugs from Brooklyn
Go ahead and walk away! I don’t care for what you have to say. I am beautiful and I am great! I am done with all your hate!
Your cruel words slide to the floor. They no longer hurt me at my core. I’m not a minus. I am a plus!
You stupid mirror I’m walking away. No more self-criticism for today!
How many times do we feel pain caused by own self loathing? Nothing hurts more than not liking who you see in the mirror. It takes a lot of self introspection to get to the point where you are excited about yourself.
Having been a victim of bullying may make it more difficult. Having had parents that constantly criticized and used demeaning words certainly can take a toll on one’s soul as well.
So how do you get to that point? Meditation helps. Motivational videos/books also help. Psychotherapy helps explore your mind with the guidance of a trained individual. There are varying schools of thought so if one doesn’t work out then try another. You are worth it! You matter!
It also takes practice so go ahead and look in the mirror and tell yourself “I love you! You matter!”
With much love I send you good vibes and many hugs from Brooklyn.
You are beautiful despite your faults!
Your heart will heal despite the assaults!
Forgive! Let go!
Love! Just love!
Take my hand and lets walk this land
Although it feels you are alone with your pain and that no one cares- you are wrong! There is always someone that cares. Just open your eyes and take notice. Look in the mirror because that person staring back at you loves you so much. The evolved you knows that whatever you are going through shall pass. You are a survivor. You are blessed and you are loved. Sending good vibes and hugs from Brooklyn.