Tag: forgiveness

And the reality of it is….

Life is ever-changing. Sometimes it is slow and steady, and sometimes it shakes the foundation of everything you know. Change…is constant and consistent even if we are unaware. Every. Single. Day.

I have learned a lot in life and not always in an easy manner. I have learned about forgiveness. Perhaps one of my greatest lessons is forgiveness. I have learned that when you pick someone up in their darkest hours it doesn’t mean that they will be there when you are merely treading water. Also that when you listen without judgement it wont necessarily be returned when you need it….not from where you thought it would.

Change…colors of leaves…thats what I think of first. Life is changing daily. New choices and decisions. New direction and roads.

The black pants and the white blouse? Hair up or down? Do people judge you because of your tattoos? Weird, random thoughts. Sometimes things just don’t make sense, and sometimes I know they aren’t supposed to.

A new day and a new page. Do you change the paper? Do you change the ink? Solid or lined? You just change.

And the reality of it is ….you go with the flow and learn to begin again. You learn to stop treading and start swimming again. To remember who you are and realize that you are a valuable human being.

And the reality is…you learn to forgive yourself for being hard on you.

Peace for your Saturday night and always.

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I want to be HER again.

I want to be who I was before…

Before this rage and anger…yes, I want to be her again.

Happy again.

Happiness is a choice. A choice I need to choose. When things go wrong it’s not always one person who caused it and it’s not okay to lay blame. It is okay however to be accountable for your actions and words.

Duly noted, accountability accepted. Forgiveness sought…accepted, not sure.

I have learned the hard way not to hold back what bothers you. That you should speak up even if it means people wont understand or that they will not like what you say. There is a clear and concise way to express yourself without intentionally hurting someone. The truth can be cutting and hurt, but is always best.

I want to remember her again….

To remember that things happen and people come into your life for a reason. To teach you that you are stronger than you think or maybe just to test you to see what you are made of. Some will love you and some will break you. It’s when you are in the pit of your darkness that you will remember who you are, what you are made of, what you are capable of and what you deserve.

I will be her again….

It’s a choice…to be who we want to be. Kind and giving…that will stay. Wiser, yes. More aware, absolutely. Not everyone has your best interest at heart and you are blessed when you find someone who does. The mind can be a dark playground of doubt and mistrust, creating many possible scenarios and making a person someone they are not.

I don’t want to be her any more.

So, I will be her again, happy again. I will find my place, my peace and forgive myself for speaking harsh words and being someone I am not. We are our own worst critics.

Be easy on yourself….your the only self you’ve got.

Tuesday thoughts……

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And she came home….

On a plain piece of notebook paper…she came home.

She wrote all of her desires and needs to be cast into the great unknown on the night of the full moon

She never asked for much, very little in fact

A kind heart and hand

Someone to love and protect her….not hurt her

It seems for so long she attracted the self destructive people

the damaging, the abusive….

the irrevocably broken themselves

All she wanted was what she gave returned to her….

But she didn’t need to tell someone

She needed the someone to see her and know

So, tonight, on the night of the full moon when the energy was at its peak…

She asked for what she longed for…she asked for everything she knows she deserves

As she lit the flame and let it all go

She sensed peace within her soul

and sensed love of self

She needed to bestow the compassion on herself that she so easily gave away

She forgave her self for trusting too much, for trying too hard

She forgave herself for being way to hard on herself and letting others be hard on her

She came home to the woman…not the damaged little girl…

She was at ease in her own skin for the first time in a very long time

She came home

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