Tag: wisdom
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I Was Never Meant to be Tamed
I was not made to be less than In a world where less than is celebrated Less weight Less inches Less personality I was not designed to be cut away In a world where cutting away is the norm Words cut Punishment cuts Fitting into boxes cuts I was never meant to be tamed I… Read more
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Skin Lines
Creases and scars Map my skin Every line Tells a story Short novellas of sharp pain Epic sagas etched over years Uniquely mine I have lived each line Experienced each tale A rich history written on my skin Read more
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Envy Has Created a Depth of Love for Myself I Didn’t Know Possible
It means there is some part of me that I’m not loving. Envy. When I see an emotion in someone else that makes me feel admiration and yet insecure at the same time, I feel envy. Before me lies the perfect example of this emotion or quality, and I know I will never measure up.… Read more
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Being Grateful Changed My Life!
Gratitude: the quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to return kindness. (Oxford Dictionary) There’s something beautiful about living from a place of gratitude. You don’t live with the expectation of kindness, but by being ready and open for it, you allow more kindness and appreciation to dwell in your heart. You can… Read more
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Why it’s Important to Find Stillness
Don’t underestimate the power of stillness. It’s only been in the last year that I’ve been able to slow down and find stillness. I’m not sure if it’s my ADHD or my chronically activated nervous system, but I am always on the go. To be honest, it’s probably both. I am always operating at 110%,… Read more
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Dear Diary: How to Cultivate a Fine Friday Feast
Dear Diary, Friday’s festive feast was FANTASTIC! I went to the store inspired and found an abundance of unique foods that started with F. There were so many F foods that I had to change my strategy of putting them ALL in my cart, and instead be choosier about those that made the grade. The… Read more
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When is the Last Time You Weeded Your Mind Garden?
My mind is a garden. My thoughts are its flowers. And its weeds. Thoughts are like seeds blown in the wind. They gently land on my mind’s topsoil. Some thoughts will rest there for a minute and then be carried away again, getting caught in the next gust of wind that blows through. Other thoughts… Read more
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Haiku: The Life of a Dandelion
Dandelion Queen Your beautiful resilience Has captured my heart *** Riches of yellow You wear in your maidenhood Cheerful as the sun *** When wizened with age Your wisdom freely given Wishes in the wind Read more