 To be fully alive is the most courageous thing we do for our soul
I box—I pack—I stow it away I am very good at this No one knows what’s in my boxes I like it that way Controlled—At arm’s length No betrayal No caught off guard No feeling foolish No feeling shame BUT My boxes don’t prevent feeling sad My boxes don’t prevent feeling loss And it’s a lie to say they prevent feeling shame To open the boxes means to say what needs to be said much earlier To trust my gut immediately To accept nothing less than I’m willing to give To open the boxes means to step into my life To be fully alive is the most courageous thing we do for our soul
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 The fleeting
The rare The magical The mystery I’m fascinated beyond measure by “that which doesn’t last” Every morning the sun shines I watch in wonder All the floating particles It’s a magic dust full of the day’s potential Not a layer of the day’s chores I want so much to float at dawn I’ve been that way forever  tby Conlee Ricketts Someone once told me a lie It took over my life as absolute truth: No one likes you Connie You're
My triggers pop as I stand at every gathering
How do you unlearn a lie? Reinforced by the circumstance Reinforced by the cruel voices that have become my own Someone once told me a lie designed to inflict a momentary wound that has lasted a lifetime How do you unlearn a lie? Thank you for visiting my blog. If you enjoyed this you might also enjoy "Middle School Growing Pains"
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