Monday 24 January 2022

Loving Me (Letters to self)


Loving me is like kisses from moonlight and caresses from the stars

Thinking about me is like dancing from Jupiter to Mars

Being me is like dancing in the rain, such a delight

This love for me is a revolution and every inch of me is matching for it

The universe wove me from a constellation and each star represents a part of my life, beautiful, strong and bright.



I have forgiven myself, I let it all go, I choose me, 

and I will continue to love myself in a way that no one else ever will because

Loving me has been the simplest, quietest and yet most powerful revolution ever!


Love always,

Lisa.


Friday 14 January 2022

SOMETIMES (Thoughts of complexity)

SOMETIMES.....

Life gets crazy but what's even crazier is that when it does

The empty space suddenly feels complete....

Sometimes I feel so empty but this emptiness fulfils me in ways I can hardly describe...

In the midst of the storm is a tiny little home built of rocks and hope and it screams a loud hello so I push through to shelter in...

Sometimes, hope says goodbye and the world almost turns around but the sun, she won't stop at nothing to shine it's light.... so then it gets hold of a piece of my heart that hope tried to let go and I carry on and am gone

Sometimes, my heart breaks, it breaks in tiny pieces at so many things my eyes see and the thoughts my mind processes...… I hurt for people, from people and from life but see this same life speaks volumes of strength in every breath I take and am reminded by her that every next breath is an opportunity to change, to feel, to see,  and to choose differently

Sometimes nothing makes sense and am left to wander but also the darkened rain falls in motions of life and love and thunder …I pick up and try again after

In such moments I remember that there's always a light at the end of the tunnel and life should take it's turns no matter how hard it can be because the end is meant to be beautiful.

Sometimes, I want to love with every fiber of my being but heartbreak reminds me that there was a time this heart almost couldn't heal but what does my heart know? I will love and love and love until love dies or I...

Sometimes, I wonder why and what am living for, at this age that the world expects so much but am constantly reminded by the child in me that this life is meant to be lived by me and I am alive and free!

Sometimes, the crazy, the wild, the ugly, the bad, the worst, the pain, and the loss is exactly what you need to feel alive again! Sometimes the very worst births the very best so embrace every inch of it, as it comes. 

Sometimes, the healing is in the pain. Don't ask why. 

Sometimes,
Life is waiting for you to give it a try. 


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