Today’s Word of the Day is Fierce.
And I do appologize, for letting all of you down by not noticing there was no word out for today. Here it is… Better late than never, right?
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Sometimes people cure you
of ever wanting them again
because after enough time,
the realness of them
becomes painfully obvious.
And then it’s hard not to notice,
to see past their ugliness,
to find the beauty deep inside.
And I couldn’t see it anymore,
even though I searched
for years and years.
The disturbing nature
of what I found beneath,
left me wondering if I’d ever
had any sensibility at all.
I am now left in disbelief
of how wrong I truly was.
My overall assessment
was so flawed with personal bias.
But love is blind like that,
and he was the master of deceit.
I suppose he’s summed up best
as the devil in disguise.
© 2020 Michelle Cook
We’ve all heard the saying, “What we resist persists.” In my experience, this is so very true.
Another great one that I recently read: “Someone can only drive you crazy if you give them the keys.”
Right now in your life, what do you wish were different? What do you complain about? Who really bothers you? What things and people should be different from what they are? Your answers to these questions are all things you’re resisting. You may say that your negative feelings or uneasy emotions are many things but it boils down to resisting things and people as they are.
So are you resisting your life? Here are few tell tale signs :
- You think an aspect of your life is “wrong”. Instead practice no longer labelling anything or anyone as right or wrong.
- You look for barriers to your progress. Instead anticipate miracles will happen and be…
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“Hope appeared, right when I needed it.
It brought me light. The dawn.
Beginnings and endings. I always thought, by closing one door, another would open. But it only seemed like all the doors were closing. And the room around me tightened as it grew darker. With no stars. No moon. Just a black, infinite nothing. And as the helplessness began to set in, I remembered that my mind was still very much intact. That I couldn’t be broken. I could find my way out.
So, even without the moon to give me hope, I knew she was still there, behind a curtain. Or cast within shadow. In that moment, a new door appeared, right when I needed it, and it brought me light. The dawn. And you.
It brought me to you.
© Sarah Doughty
It brought me hope.