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A place for all

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Today, I woke up thinking about my mortality. Aside from the fact that I’m battling this cold that snuck up on me, I’m pretty sure I went to bed with a clear mind last night. So, I can’t blame my morning pensiveness on something related to what I was feeling before going to bed. I don’t know, maybe it’s just one of those days you know. I’m not so sure, but the idea of receding into a pensive mood about this matter perplexes me. My mortality. I begin to ask myself, as one would think, soul-searching is the key. Thoughts of my life, up until this day, I can only wonder if I have made an impact on any. What exactly am I living for? What exactly am I striving for? Ten years from today, will today’s difficulties matter? Who am I? If I died today, who will cry for me? Is there anyone out there whom I hurt so deeply, that forgiveness is not an option? Are there any deep-rooted hurts still lurking within me that hasn’t been resolved yet? I don’t know

For thoughts on life, we must all go one day

Remembering we are just here for a brief moment

Time, as we know it, will continue to progress

A never-ending eternity, existing until…

We must live for today, with hopes for tomorrow

We must love like today’s chance was only given to us, mistakenly

We must cherish the love we have, and the love we lost

We must love without bounds, never dwelling on things that never came our way

We must show the world the change we want to see, let’s not forget—kindness heals

We must continue striving each day, making the next, more phenomenal than the last one

We must indulge in things that bring us joy, bearing in mind—moderation is key

We must forgive, if peace is what we seek…

If there is anything else, we must remember tomorrow is not guaranteed

Today’s goodbyes could be our last

In the end, we must remember gratefulness

To remain thankful; for each day lived, is a gift

A gift that remains unopened, until we discover the intent of the giver…

The giver of life…

Out of sight, Out of masks?

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Masks, everyone wears them and everyone takes them off at some point.  Masks are another symbolic way of saying, “I am protected” from the wiles of painful hurt this world throws at one each day! Masks accumulated from deep-rooted past wisdom, inherent past hurts, past rejections, past experiences, and other eventualities that have knocked many into this habit of “mask wearing”. People hide behind these masks, clutching for dear life, and not considering the long-term effects of covering up that which was never meant to be hidden. Some have even become so engrossed in this charismatic trickery of covering up whom they are meant to be, instead of embracing that uniqueness that has been endowed to them—solely, and untouched.  Life as many know it today begins to play into this picture of illusionary effects. Like illusion games, those who thirst for awareness and self-discovery, delve into this ocean of wondrous consciousness; trying to the grasp the presence of life and its purpose.

Soon enough, the masks will be worn out, old and torn. The crease and crevices of our imperfections will be well- lit, and many will see that which has been hidden for so long. We may try to deceive others with excuses rooted from pride and shame, not knowing the difference between truth and a lie. For long, we’ve reveled in the illusion of believing that the masks we have accumulated were meant for us—because it fit perfectly. No! We forgot the true essence of life… to be lived free. We were born free, without masks, and thus we must choose to live free, if peace is sought within.

The restless mind: Early Morning quibbles

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It’s almost three o’ clock in the morning and I can’t seem to find this thing that eludes me…no, not sleep, just rest. I want to rest. I need rest more than I need sleep because in my world, the latter provides better benefits. Drifting in an out of sleep while you rest has got to be one of the sweetest “getaways”. Sleep provides rest, yes, but simply resting for the sole purpose of being at rest is exactly what I need to reset my mind.

Rest
What do we know?
Is it a place we go to?
What causes us to forsake rest and settle for sleep?
What is the price of rest, that we settle for cheap hours of that feigned rest we call sleep?
At this price of rest, let me be in debt oh fleeting sleep
Just four or five hours and you think I’m free?
Dear sleep, don’t interfere with my rest
I’m tired of– dreams of plenty nothings and early mornings of
Wait, I think I’m losing my mind
I can’t think…
I can’t function now…
I’m going to rest
You can join me if you’d like..
Dear sleep, let me rest

Let me in: Fearing the “knock”

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There’s something about that knock. That slight knock that never seems to get lighter as time goes on. The louder it gets, it seems like ultimatums that make the broken soul shudder, are in order. That knock intimidates me. I sometimes feel like I can’t breathe just experiencing the intensity of it. How could I possibly ignore that knock when the source is yet unknown? If only I could see fully what’s really behind that knock. If only I could be shown the possibilities of that knock being an invitation to something less daunting and void from sending my soul to restless bouts of quiet despair. That knock, I pray at times, to stop, to be less loud, less vocal, less expressive…less obvious. Obvious that vulnerability scares me. Vulnerability is that knock to me. The knock of vulnerability calling me to bare my soul to that special union where it’s only right to just let someone in. What ails me? Am I not capable of being open and ready to be seen? Vulnerability scares me. Yes, it does. Especially when it comes at me full force. Who will teach this girl that vulnerability is not to be feared? Who will teach this girl that baring your soul to that special someone is one of the most beautiful things in life? Yes, vulnerability is something beautiful. Vulnerability is a beautiful dance between two people, and each step requires the other’s loving touch and guidance. Vulnerability is something that should BE. Like air, it should flow. Flow like water, water in this sense, is essential for growth. Vulnerability is needed for growth. The growth between two romantic partners, who are ready to let down their guard to be completely seen without judgment. I know much about vulnerability, which is why it scares me so much. I know it is a beautiful thing, but how beautiful will it still be if that special someone never truly understood the severity of being vulnerable? In due time, I know I’ll face my vulnerabilities…my true love will feel my inhibitions let loose. It’ll be a beautiful thing I know, for a long time, they have longed for me to let them in. On that day, I will no longer ignore that knock, I will no longer wish it away, and I will no longer pretend it doesn’t exist. On that day, I will open that door wide open. It’ll no longer be can I come in? But it’ll be …just let me in…I’m here!