Be the life of the party

Look back to your past on a Monday, look upon tomorrow on a Tuesday, reach ahead for your future on a Wednesday, but slow down on a Thursday, be still on a Friday, and be thankful for the present on the weekend.

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Why do we go looking for pain?

Food for thought from one of my favourite humans, “Why does figuring and coming up with what’s wrong in our lives or even creating situations that make our lives seem bad come more easily to humans?” I don’t know. It just does. Lately, I have become more cynical about everything and everyone around me. My…

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Solitude

Today, I am grateful for knowing I am comfortable in my own company again. Six months ago, I hit rock bottom and felt very alone to the extent that I feared my own company. It was easy to blame it on the gloomy weather, old carpets and ceiling falling apart over my head. In hindsight,…

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Note to self: You are not your fear

It is easy to allow your insecurities to shine brighter than your spirit. It is easy to let your fears determine your character. But when you look back into your mirror of comparison and I mean really look…you will always see you. Some days with your jar of butterflies and some days, with your jar of strengths. Be bold and be willing, and don’t let fear rob you of your inner heroes.

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Why I write

I am grateful for the power of love and magic writing holds. Writing is about getting up, getting well, and getting over. While I may not be a writer in its truest sense, I write because it fills me with hope and is the light that guides me home. A journal in your drawer or the draft of a novel waiting to be published or quick notes on your phone or maybe letters to a stranger…don’t ever stop. Every little note, haiku or post I have written over the years, came together as this unusual yet vivid mosaic wall. A wall of rage, joy, hormones, heartbreak, fear, anxiety, friendship, love and so much more. A wall with clusters of colours ― blacks and blues with bits of golden yellow cutting through and dots of green in between. A wall of my story and my journey, when looked at in isolation were ceramic shards but when put together made a beautiful mosaic wall of memories…of life.

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flames

dance to the sound of fire

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Broken but beautiful

Let’s be not okay together until we’re okay forever?

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