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Yesterday we walked and decided to take the long route to the gym. On our walk we came across this piece of art and I took this picture.
I like that even though the artist has a story for it, I can also create my own. At first glance the painting made me feel like the person is trying to escape their picture perfect world.
But as I sit here and look closer, It looks more like they’re putting themselves back in it. As to not wake anyone else. The placement of the hands and crossed feet look like she is trying to get back inside the frame slowly.
I don’t know. What do you think?
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Our lives are made up of lies, hope and disappointment. We don’t have anything else left but to find beauty on this earth. Beauty has been stripped from us or maybe it was never here to begin with.
Some people are struggling to stay on earth right now because their reason for living was taken from them.
I am not one of them, but I can feel them. And that feeling brings me images of my reasons for living and wanting to do more to protect them from this fucked up world we live in.
But all I have are words spoken into the universe HOPING there is a greater power listening to me. Hoping they know how much my words mean so that they spare my reasons for living. So that I may continue searching and finding beauty on this earth. Because if I can’t, what else is left?
#uvalde
#ifeelyourpain
#icantbringyourlovedonesback
#icanonlycrywithyou
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Sometimes, you’re not paying enough attention to yourself and you need to. We are conditioned to not show emotion for fear of being called “emotional”. We hide our feelings for fear of being dismissed as just being emotional. The truth is, everyone has emotions. They are part of what makes your soul shine.
Suppressing these emotions will only eat at you, until one day you explode. Then all that you were afraid will still come to fruition. Accepting our own emotions and being responsible for them might help us handle them better, in my opinion. So, don’t be afraid of being called emotional or being blamed for feeling too much. If that is how you feel, acknowledge it, accept it and embrace what you feel. Let your soul shine and blind those judging mother fuckers!
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We met at the end of the year back in 2009. When I had No interest whatsoever to meet a man to get romantically involved with. He didn’t seem to be the guy that was trying to date me, so I figured, we could be friends.
At the beginning of the next year, in January of 2010 on the night of his birthday, we had kissed. Five months later, we were married.
It’s been 10 years with this man. He is someone I’ve learned to trust, love and respect. Now, I can’t sleep if he isn’t by my side. I love him a lot. I truly do. I really, really love him.
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