getting through the storm

What it’s like in the storm

Edited in Nokia Glam MeSearching for words to say … and I can’t find anything. It’s like … a run down house in the middle of no where that has been long abandoned … no one is there and hasn’t been for a very long time. The weeds have taken over and decay has set in… seen to the world as an eyesore… just left to rot.

Needing some major weeding to be done and some tlc. It’s been a really long time since I have felt like me, wondering if I’ve ever been me. Feeling very lost, alone and afraid of the unknown. Angered at my fragility. Hating that I fall to pieces at the drop of a hat. I shake from the inside out, through the day and I don’t know how to make it stop. Trying to keep my mind occupied on other things but suddenly overcome by reality and I fall to pieces once again. Questioning my existence and why I chose this life. What is all this pain for? Where is the bright side that everyone says is there? Trying my best to keep my eye on the horizon, hoping to see the light that always shows up just after the storm. Giving myself a pep talk every few minutes. I can do this, I am stronger than I feel, I will make it beyond this point, I will get through this storm.

I write this not for sympathy or any of the like, but to help myself heal, saying out loud what is going on inside, for so long I have kept my feelings bottled up, placing my focus on the happiness and well being of others. It’s my turn now and there is a lifetime of healing that needs to be done.

Many Blessings,


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My Invincible Summer

invinciblesummerMy Invincible Summer

“In the midst of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.” — Albert Camus

The above quote I find to be so true.

No life goes without some sort of bad weather… some sort of tragedy… some sort of sorrow …. Some sort of struggle.

We have all been there at some point in our lives.. some only a time or two and some many times over and over again it seems.

As I sit here now and think back to some of my darkest moments, I can surely see the struggle, the sadness/anger/despair/weakness/fear….. but also I can see the fight inside me to make it through.

Oh yes so often I had moments where I just wanted to give up and maybe I did for a brief second here and there,  but always I knew that was not the way I was going to go down and the fight within me to get beyond this dark point in my life was far stronger,  in fact, looking back now, I can see how the darker my moments the stronger my fight.

There is a fire inside all of us. When negativity comes into our lives our fires begin to burn out and die. It is only when we make the choice to rid ourselves of that negativity that our fires begin to roar again.

It is up to us to keep our fires roaring … it is in the choices we make and what we allow into our lives.

The fire never truly dies. You may at times find that your fire has gone to burning embers, but all the while you have what it takes inside you to bring those embers back to that roaring fire that lights your way, fills your life with warmth and gives you the energy to keep you moving forward on your path.

Those dark times in our lives remind us that we do have what it takes to change our worlds. You are all sitting here today reading this because you have made it through some sort of dark period in your own life.

When times get hard remember that inside you is that invincible summer determined to blossom new life.

Many Blessings,