The life we choose

@MarieKleber

Nothing ever prepared us to live a life that was not meant for us. We spent years trying to figure out what the world wants, how to be accepted, recognized, how to fit in. And one day we discover that all of this, is complete builshit.

Our truth lies in childhood fun and dreams. It’s where it started and where it will end, only if we give ourselves the chance to let go of all limits we put on our path, of all “I should” we built, of all “not enough” we thought.

It’s not a matter of chance. It comes with understanding that the life we have has nothing to do with the life we want. It’s our choice to follow our heart or to keep going the way we do. It’s not right or wrong. It’s what appeal to us at a moment in time.

And we all know that one moment can change a whole life!

We are all artists

@Marie Kléber

You may think you are not one of them.

Limits are your own, only. Some words you might have heard as a kid. Some thoughts you might have kept for years.

Till one day…

You decide to try, to give it a go.

Till one day…

You choose to change your view on the subject.

Till you take your power back. And then an unknown world reveal itself and you can  fully embrace the truth of who you are.

Don’t let others words or thoughts, don’t let your memories hold you back.

Jump in it, now! And you’ll experience the magic!

 

Strange Time – Special Time

This is a strange time. I was not prepared to it. To be true at first I was afraid  at the thought of staying home alone with my son. You may know, cause you are reading me for some time now, that motherhood is not that intuitive to me. It’s a challenging experience, a process, a road I took seven years ago not knowing at all what it was about.

This is a strange time, full of emotions going everywhere, taking all the place. There is joy and fear, love and doubts, wonderful suprises, chaotic moments, cries, laughs, so many ups, so many downs too.

It’s not really about being at home, nor about being separated from others, it’s really about finding our peace, our truth inside, it’s about listening to our inner voice, knowing what make sense, to us, it’s about learning who we are, expressing our needs. It’s an introspection, a time out of time, time to grow –  we grow when we struggle! It’s part of the deal too!

And you, how are you living it? Is it tough? Or quite easy? How would you define it? 

Writing Prompt #10

The lovers breath an air
Free of smoke
Despite the fire burning

Thoughts and bodies
Consumed by the intensity
Of the embrace
Holding them close
To emptiness

This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.

Womb awakening

We are part of the same network
Blood linking us together
Your pain is not mine
And yet…
It’s written in my DNA

We’re familly
This special bond
Many pains brought together
And never we thought
It could be different

It’s time
To walk alone
No guilt in letting go
Of a story untold

No guilt in leaving
Someone ought to break
The invisible link
Of hardships

We can’t carry on
Letting the past decide
Of our future

It’s time
For each one of us
To make the choice
Of better tomorrows

May we bring forgivness
Inside
Whathever we may feel
Whathever our scars

We are the only ones
With the power
To heal each other’s wounds

By choosing ourselves
Our own growth
Our own pace

The freedom to be
Our own savior
Our best mate

Finding outside the lineage
Our own truth
Our voice
Hidden behind the veil of distress

Happiness Maker

Crédit Pixabay

You come from a different space
Your eyes can see inside of me

No need to hide
No way to escape
Both beauty and darkness
Of my soul

You meet me at the crossroad
Where I stand
As I am – unbalanced
Most of the time

Every day
You are giving me the chance
To grow
And the freedom
To express myself
In so many different ways

You breath life
Into my world

Where I stand my ground

Credit@Pixabay

Find your truth inside

Making choices is kind of hard to me. I tend to come and go and change my mind many times a day when I need to take a decision or make a move. I find it even hard to chose between yoghurts at the supermarket, so…

I always wait – too long – for people’s approval. It may never come. Still it reassures me at times. But it keeps me dependant of what others are thinking, which come with their perception of a specific situation. That may not be mine at all.

There is one subject, thought, where I do stand my ground, despite what everybody else think and would rather do – if they’re me – they’re not, thank God!

This is about my son’s dad. For me it’s no relationship except what was stated in the divorce papers. I don’t care that he is his father – I think this is complete bullshit by the way, I mean a father is a man who cares about his child, and not about himself only.
Anyway. I am not tender with him. I will never be. I will never trust him anymore. Maybe it sounds harsh but I know him. And I know he is no good for his son. Never will be, except maybe if he realize one day (I doubt it!) the mess he’d done and take responsability for it.
I gave enough of my joy, faith, love, enough of my time, money, spirit for this guy.

I remember being angry in the past towards people who could not understand and kept telling me to be more gentle and accept that people may change.
But who can really understand this feeling of opression and being manipulated with each word said or written?
I am the one with the experience, the one with the remains of the past, the one who struggled and rebuilt my life day after day. I am the one with the knowledge of what I can give and what can’t be given – a second chance.

So I let people have their ideas on the subject. Mine is not to be challenged!

A new road…

It struck me recently. This life, building undergrounds, searching to get out and breath. And yet building more, as if walking without something between me and the sky, between me and the bright light, was too fearful.

So I kept finding ways to escape. I kept running out of energy in search of something I would not even dare to catch.

It sounds a bit crazy. And yet it makes complete sense when I think about it, when I take a glimpse at what I grew up with…

The idea that life and struggle come together. So if I am at peace, I may die. And I don’t want to die. So I stay in darkness, I stay in this place where I need to fight and fight back to stay alive. Every battle is a blessing, a chance given to me to live. One more day.

I don’t want to build any more tunnels, I wish to walk a new road…

Let’s be alive!

@MK

It’s time.
To move away from the chaos of the non-stop flow of informations. Too many words and images all around. And less time to be in the moment.
Some things can wait.
Some can’t.
And we tend to focus on the wrong ones, missing the greatness of life as we go on.

It’s time.
To trust the process.
To know others can help, guide, but that the answers are within ourselves.
Understanding is not enough, the past is long gone and now is building tomorrow, if only we are ready to take charge.

It’s time.
To reconnect with the true flavor of life.
To recognize our value. Not in comparison with others. We are all different with our own story.
Nobody can write ours, except us.

It’s time.
To be.
To smile at the clouds dancing in the sky.
To dream big and act great.

Respect

Respect Yourself
Everybody says…

What does it mean really?

If you don’t ask, you won’t get
Everybody says…

Where should I place myself?