Traditional roles or not I am happiest as the nurturer and provider in my home. Isn’t that the true secret of life? To feel pride in the soul and love in the heart? We only live once and I for one prefer to live it in a perfectly wrapped package on display for the rest of the world. I am a woman and more to beauty I have hope and that is what is so urgently needed in today’s world.
Being depressed is easy. It is our excuse for everything, will the lack of doing anything. Oddly though it is when you are at your lowest that more people gravitate towards you. Not because they sympathise, because they do, it is also because we have this morbid fascination to watch another crumble in despair.
We are transitioning to a period we have never seen before so in essence some sort of panic and resistance was inevitable. The only way we can awaken from this nightmare is to try and tame the beast within. We don’t want to anger the beast inside that can rip us all to shreds instead we want to harmonize in a way that legends have been told.
There is nothing more confusing to me then the notion of how we calculate our success. When I was working my butt off I was never ahead, not really. There was always something more that I could dream of, first being a family to call my own. Sure I was successful in the sense that…
What makes you get out of bed in the morning? Do you wake up eager to start the day or do you roll over and hide underneath the covers? How much of your life are you prepared to sleep away in the hopes of finding something better? With the absence of smoke filled mirrors like the ones from the night before do you like what you see when you open your eyes or are you scared to face the World?
I dance with the child I abandoned along the way to a song that comes alive in my heart. My fears of a selfish existence fade away as they blend into the notes of my past. As long as I am cautious where my feet hit the ground I can make it through anything. With love, light and a little bit of magic I am destined to find my way.
When I think about the torment that happens to those that just want to find a safe place to shine it makes me want to go bolder, brighter, bigger. If there is no pillars of strength for the community to lean on what will happen to all the friends I have come to love? The ones who have come together after years of being told they weren’t good enough.
Do you feel the difference? If I were to ask you what do you prefer and you can only choose one which one would you choose? The untrained eye will you tell you the same but a soul on fire can spot the difference in an instant. Can you describe a person that you see…
Their lives deserve more than a mere honourable mention in my books as they were our protectors brought to life. They are our modern day hero’s and they deserve our respect. At the very least they deserve some compassion, Lest We Forget.