Do you ever think of all the things you could be doing?
Creating the next big thing.
Traveling the world.
Or even just more simple ones…
Like just starting to work out.
Going out for a walk.
And all the ‘shoulds’ are haunting your mind.
Maybe you now finally know your potential.
Your power.
And yet…
You keep scrolling on your phone.
Just sitting on the sofa.
Even though you could be out there doing something else.
Enjoying the nature.
Exploring new places.
Meeting new people.
Working on an exciting project.
You name it!
But somehow…
Somehow you’re so tired.
Exhausted.
And maybe you instinctively want to blame yourself…
For not doing more.
For not achieving.
But you now understand…
You’ve been in survival mode for so long.
Trying your best with all that you could possibly know.
Now you finally know better.
You’re healing.
And that’s why…
You need to just rest instead of jumping into something grand.
The idea alone isn’t exciting.
Not at all.
When you had to push through…
Climb all those mountains.
Struggle for so long.
There’s no more energy left inside of you.
Not for new things.
The unknown.
Which seems so much harder than just keep on pushing the things you already know.
You know you can keep going and come out on the other side.
Stronger.
Better.
And that’s okay with you.
If something does come your way, you know you can handle it.
But actively turning the wheel to change your destiny right now…
No.
You’ve carried this weight long enough.
And you don’t want to anymore.
You secretly wish it would all somehow magically change and disappear.
So you can finally be free…
You’ll keep daydreaming.
And so what if it all stays in your dreams?
You’ll be just fine.
Resting for a while.
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I get goosebumps when I feel him within me.
So strong and dominant.
Seeping with power.
He wants out.
He wants to play.
And I don’t think I can hold him in any longer.
It’s been a few years now…
Since I finally saw him.
Since the cage opened and the chains started to break.
But I’ve been afraid, still…
To let him roam free.
Completely.
He’s the rebel.
The “bad boy”.
He’s done.
My fear just isn’t strong enough anymore.
He cannot be contained.
He will not bow.
And, oh…
I feel the glory.
Not the one most know.
Beyond the walls of the man-made world.
Between light and dark.
Emerging.
The alpha.
One who does not want to lead.
But you’ll want to follow.
The predator.
One who does not need to hunt.
But you’ll want him to.
And yet, it doesn’t matter…
He wants not your approval.
Or your permission.
Nobody.
Just me.
As we finally merge…
Burying deep the remnants of the past.
Hungry for more.
For freedom.
I’m letting him off.
This is the only way.
I transform within. -
A change is coming.
I feel it in my bones.
Or is it…
Happening right now?
Like growing pains.
Uncomfortable.
Feels like something is wrong.
And yet…
It doesn’t.
So strange…
A part of me wants it to end.
But another part knows…
It must be this way.
I have to go through it.
And it’s okay.
Excitement rises within…
Of what is coming.
I have no clue and yet…
I do.
Caught between a calm knowing.
And the old ways of worry and fear.
Standing in the eye of a storm.
But it’s stripping me away of it all…
Leaving me bare.
Raw.
As it gets washed away by the tide…
A breath of fresh air.
I am left with myself.
As I am.
Cleansed by the wind and the rain.
Taking in the warmth of the sun.
Whole.
Powerful.
Light.
Free. -
I think it’s so exciting…
The things that are yet to come.
And I feel like…
It’s time…
To expand in different ways.
And to shrink in others.
Reduce the clutter.
In the home.
In the mind.
Anywhere.
Leave space for growth.
Don’t be afraid to leave something empty.
Not every drawer needs to be filled with stuff.
Create space and time…
For more experiences and joy instead.
Embrace simplicity.
Once all that shiny glitter is gone…
What’s left?
The pure and raw…
You.
The colours and shapes of…
You.
The shiniest of all.
Bare.
Now free and ready…
To accept love and light…
Into your heart and soul. -
Fear…
Is it fading?
Or is it that…
I’ve become stronger.
It’s loosening its grip over me.
And I keep being myself.
As a human that I am.
Everything as it is.
No longer gatekeeping.
Accepting every piece of me.
Transforming.
Like a blooming flower.
Now open to myself.
A change…
So imminent.
Rising like a morning sun.
Yet…
A return to…
Myself. -
A star rose above the horizon.
Shining ever so brightly.
Caring not of what might be thought of it.
It was as it was.
A reality.
Undeniable.
It could be described in many ways.
Seen.
Unseen.
Special or miniscule.
Different, or just one of many.
It was shining anyway.
Seeking not.
Waiting not.
Just there.
Present, and not.
Never changing, and always changing.
For nothing, but the flow of the universe. -
I love to stand out.
But I wonder…
The ways I choose to stand out…
Maybe I need to make a change here.
Some things are becoming more.
More and more…
Piling on stuff.
I don’t need so much.
Am I trying to fill a void of sorts?
It’s okay to keep some shelves unstuffed.
Simplicity…
And glitter is not needed to be different.
The way it’s built…
Designed to strive for…
Just things and stuff.
But this isn’t it.
Life is just as abundant.
If not more…
With less stuff to worry about.
Fewer thoughts about things.
It doesn’t matter.
And less is truly more.
Time to pause.
Assess.
Redesign my life.
My beliefs.
First and foremost.
Uncover what lies within.
And stop…
Worrying and judging.
About what I’m doing.
Or not doing.
The flow of life cares not…
Losing my mind in the mundane.
The thoughts that never stop.
Grasping at straws.
Getting out of comfort zone is good.
But sometimes…
It’s precisely the thing to look for.
To transform the stuff around.
Discover or rediscover.
What works and what doesn’t.
Right now.
Today.
Be honest with myself.
Is that it?
And what needs to change.
So it can get better. -
It’s so silent
In the night
Moon shines down
Cold and crisp
Darkness’ veil
Winter’s last breath -
Most of the time, it’s really scary to speak up.
Especially when there are so many people who not just could… But will judge me. Disagree.
This is where I need to be brave and say things that I want to say.
It doesn’t matter who thinks what. A lot of people are, unfortunately, not yet ready to see and understand certain things.
That’s not my problem.
I can only control how I react to any negativity that comes my way.
Conquering fears like these…
It’s so empowering.
And it just feels so much better to live as someone who can say powerful things that may ignite a change in someone’s heart.
Make someone feel better about who they are and dare to seek joy in their lives. -
A sadness that came over me…
Bursting into tears.
Weeping.
It’s been a long, long time…
Misunderstood and lonely.
No one to ever truly connect with.
Deeply…
Soul to soul.
My one true desire.
And yet, days later…
It doesn’t feel like mine anymore.
Sad, but also not.
Almost like…
Someone else’s grief.
So difficult to explain.
I don’t know what’s going on…
Never felt like this before.
I guess, it’s part of a transformation.
I only wonder…
What awaits on the other side of this?
I’ll wait and see.
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