“Every season of the heart has its own perfect time and an important purpose. Even those that shake you, like the harsh winds of the Fall that shake the trees, For they help you drop unnecessary things. Even those that challenge your footing, like the Rains that loosen the ground beneath a flower’s root, For…
You’ll be scared, Scared to fly; You’ll wonder if you’ll fall, Or whether today, you’ll fly. Just today, Let yourself go. Let hope replace fear, For how else will you know? Take the leap of faith, Don’t be afraid of falling. Fall if you must today, But if you fly, Look, your dreams are calling.…
As with all facets of life, love is part joy, part pain,
And the greatest love stories are drenched in rain.
So, my darling, let your heart break,
For only the ache can keep you awake.
Where’s the pleasure in falling asleep,
You know, only rain can rainbows reap.
Be like the sun, my bright-and-beautiful readers! Be warm, unflinching, immovable, irreplaceable! Be that bright burst of energy that gives life to the lifeless! Even beneath the heavy dark clouds, be the sunshine transforming the silver lining! Even in the downpour, be the bright, colorful and glorious rainbow! In the shivering-teeth-chattering-numb-fingers-and-frosty-toes, be the fireplace reminiscing…
Mondays are for the fear of what’s to come, Tuesdays are for the wear of the beginnings, Wednesdays are for the anticipation of one half left, Thursdays are for the secret tiny endings, Fridays are for the expectations of what’s going to be, Saturdays are for the feeling of feeling oh-so-free. Sundays are for the…
Happiness is when your spouse calls you to tell you he loves you;
Happiness is when your baby puts on her first shoe;
Happiness is watching your dog wait for you everyday by the door;
Happiness is in simplicity and acceptance, not just wanting more.
Good morning to all my waiting-for-friday-nights readers! Yes, we’re almost there! To bring a little bit of love in to your Thursday morning, here’s a short poem on things our beautiful mothers tell us about the world. My mamma used to say, “You’re meant for great things, my child”. Every single time, Held my hand,…
Good morning to all my sombre-broken-or-lost readers. There are things I do not understand, Words, which I cannot speak. I would not have told you the true story, But lies, my friends, are simply weak. The truth is always ugly and bleak, It hurts and it breaks. It may rid us of our guilt and…
Good morning my dear wondering-how-its-mid-October-already readers! Am I the only one wondering how we are almost halfway through October 2017 already?? I hope not! Because I’m petrified by just how fast this year has gone by! In addition to that, I turn 26 in 2 weeks! When and how has that happened already?? So it’s…
Stardust & Sunlight 