When the going gets tough it is always at our own expense. During moments of heightened emotional awareness sometimes it is hard for us to do what is right. Well to do what is right for us. Nobody holds the answer to that piece. That piece is only left for us to find. We know that feeling of giving us goose bumps and making everything inside us wake up and become alive. I know how to honor my own existence so why seek outward validation over and over again. At naseauting quantities and speed.
I feel way too much and that’s what drove me to drugs and just needing to feel numb for just a little bit. The problem with an empath is we are to busy feeling others energies and then all of a sudden it is ours being ignored. I just want to live happy enjoying my family and friends. Is that too much to ask in this world, I think sometimes it is.
What bothers me about being authentic is the judgemental eyes. The sideway glances and side eyes do nothing to disguise their feelings. Who doesn’t like to admire their own reflection? Perfectly paired outfits with coiffed hair and a winged eye. I think that is what makes me love the vintage era. Without mainstream media and accessibility more time was spent attending to self and family.
It is in that simplicity in knowing that I am in fact part of a bigger picture. We all are. For no reason we find ourselves living at the same time bound by our place in eternity. This moment will soon be forgotten with nobody left to bring it back to life. That is so powerful in itself to think about.
I think about those who can’t think about me and I can barely keep my head out of water. I feel this flood begin to wear against me and all I can do is pray. I pray that I can see the light and the ill will of others won’t pentrate me. I see who they are and I am aware of where they have been their indesiveness will never phase me.
I want to know you, do you want to know me? I searched the World for you only to find you so easily distracted by whatever tickles your fancy. My soul ignites when you are near and all I can see is you. Your voice is all I can here as I transcend into a…
If we could try and influence our own life path by simply just being kind to ourselves wouldn’t you want to partake? What is it that you are scared of? Success, freedom, happiness. There will always be things that are out of control that are working towards keeping us set in our ways. The Universe…
So if living is not about the definition but about the experience does that mean that we are all missing the point? To enjoy life and all it’s candor while accepting the ebbs and flows as they come. I imagine infinite sorrow and the feeling of heartbreak. The only true cure is no cure at all. That you can only move forward with the grief in your heart but a new song on your lips.
I am far from perfect but I have learn to forgive myself. I try to remind myself to be kind as many times as a find a new grey hair (trust me that is a lot). Let’s replace our own toxic thoughts with a harmony that will be remembered throughout time. It doesn’t have to reach the masses of epic proportions. It only needs to reach and touch you.
What if I told you that the secret to your happiness you already have. I know mumbo jumbo and all that cr*p but I am serious. What if I told you that it was in it to change the course of your own life. If only for a wish. I mean put it out into…