Isis Lyons
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April's Revelation. Content Warning.
Amnesia April 7th My head is heavy, my eyes can barely open and everything’s blurry. Good news is I can tell that I’m inside of a hospital bed, bad news is I don’t how in the hell I got here. I don’t know who I am, I don’t know why I’m in so much pain and I want to go home but I don’t even know where home is.
By Isis Lyons Exclusive • 4 months ago
My Big One
This is the year I leave all the distractions, doubt, negative thoughts and manipulative people in the past. I'm moving into this year with the intention of finishing my novel and publishing it, this is the year I focus my mind on learning more about investing in rental properties, this is the year I start my journey to becoming a multi-millionaire and a best selling author. This year I will be working out and eating healthier than I did last year. Some people will read this and think "that's a bit of a stretch don't you think?" I know it's a big dream that will require a lot of effort and time, but you don't know me. I'm determined, driven and passionate; I've been through a hell of a lot in 2024. I've been beatened and battered and it only made me stronger. I've sat in the dark waiting for something or someone to save me; it's time for me to take charge and save myself.
By Isis Lyons 12 months ago in Motivation
There Is A Light
I am seeing everything clearly now. I’ve been watching services of a pastor talking about God. He’s been opening my eyes to see that we are containers and it's up to us what we choose to represent ourselves as. I am not a believer of “we are nothing without God” because everybody's something. It’s a matter of what we do with this something that we all are. No I am not a Christian but I agree that there is a creator. I know because she talks to me through everything and everyone. She’s in us all, and she loves us all. If she didn't, all of us wouldn’t have had a chance to be conscious. I say if you’ve had a chance to live she’s definitely put thought into your existence. Some people don’t truly believe in her or know her, but that doesn’t stop the love that she gives. When the pastor said “without God you are nothing” I thought no. We’re all something; some of us just don’t know it yet. It’s not until we recognize her, that we realize we are something. We can live in the illusion that we’re nothing, we can think or believe it, but it’ll never be true because there’s always someone outside of us believing something different. I see this is the beauty of life; this is the meaning. Perception, realization, sight. What we see is what becomes true in our lives, but it doesn’t have to be true in other people's lives. I love that; I love how I can see other people’s greatness before they can. I love that I can acknowledge it and give people their flowers. That’s because I see the beauty in myself. That’s because the forgiveness and grace I’ve given myself is free. Whilst other people’s love and grace comes with a cost. Not to say this is wrong, but I see life becoming easier when I can have the grace to let go of people’s flaws and my own. I’m not here to be perfect; I’m here to be me. I’m not here to be right or seen by anyone other than me. I love this new era I’m in; this era of self discovery. Thank you, Divine, for always bringing me back to myself. Thank you for the ups and the downs, thank you for this roller coaster we call life. You’ve been so good to me; you’ve created me to see you. Not everyone gets this luxury so I thank you. There are some days I want to give up; some days I want to give life back to you and sleep peacefully but I comprehend why I’m here now. I’m living in gratitude now instead of despair and anger. You’ve helped me overcome this; all I had to do was ask and you were there. I’m glad you see me worthy of help. I’m glad you see me worthy of forgiveness.
By Isis Lyons about a year ago in Journal
Right Now
The wind is blowing, and the trees are flowing, but they stay grounded. I’ve always found the most mundane aspects of life the most wonderful. Being a little girl and also a 5th grader has taught me that life is fleeting. “Lawaila, be careful out there! Watch out for the bees!” My mom shouts at me after only being out here for five seconds. “I’m okay, mommy! I’ll be inside in a minute!” I shout back. I’m under this thick, beautiful tree and I’m looking up wondering how it feels to be so tall. The rigids on this bark reminds me of the scars I have on my knees. I look down at my knees to take a look at my scabs, but instead I see a caterpillar just laying on me. “Hey little buddy. How did you get right here?” I gently pick him up and I watch him move around my finger. He swirls around and it seems like he’s having the time of his life. It’s funny how the experience I have with him is completely different from the one he’s having with me. I’m still while he’s squirming around. I’m big to him, he’s tiny to me. There’s so many wonders to this world, more wonders than people realize. My mom was fearful of me being stung while I was excited to see the flowers bloom. I wonder if a caterpillar is aware of danger or if he’s only aware of what is happening here and now. I wonder if he misses his family or if he’s just having a good time on my finger. Time is fleeting, but right now lasts forever. All the right nows in my life look different, but there’s always a right now. There’s always a present. I’m a part of this caterpillar's present; I’m a part of a moment he had in time. He may not remember me after this, but I sure will remember him. I will remember the day he taught me stillness. My hope is that this moment brings him joy, my hope is that when he begins to fly he remembers me and comes to visit me more often. My hope is that he’ll continue to feel safe around me. I gently travel him over to my other finger. He stops twirling and he begins to look at me. His orange body with black spikes makes its way up my arm; I trust him. I don’t move, I just allow him to come closer. I feel tingling down my back as he makes his way to my neck. He goes towards my forehead and lays in between my eyes. I fall back on the tree and I close my eyes. My mom should be calling me soon. It's been a minute. I’m sure of it and my mom takes everything I say literally. I told her I’d been inside in 60 seconds and I’m sure she’s been staring at the clock this whole time. Goodbye Caterpillar; it’s been sweet hanging with you.
By Isis Lyons 2 years ago in Fiction
I'm Alchemizing Peace
Maybe I could’ve tried harder, but I simply didn’t want to. My heart hurts, but it’s worth the burn. I’m not going to blame you for the beginning and ending of us because I know I have a big part to play in this. But thank you for allowing me to learn that being single is way more fun than falling in love. Next time I have an opportunity to meet someone amazing instead of falling in love I will grow in love. Instead of feeding into the next I love you I will just smile and nod. I’ve come to the understanding that everyone wants love, but doesn’t know how to love someone. And maybe just maybe I’m that someone. I don’t know how to love just anyone. I’m picky with the love I give out; I don’t want to love everyone because not everyone is deserving of my love. The only human being I will love unconditionally is myself and my son, Aje. I will never expect anything from him because he’s my responsibility. Not the other way around. He doesn’t owe me anything but I owe him my life. I’m not sure why parents feel the need to tell their children that they’re ungrateful because it’s not the child who should be thankful, it’s the parent who should be. Through the parent living by example of gratitude and thankfulness the child should grow accustomed to that lifestyle. There’s some people on this earth that don’t have a mother who loves them unconditionally which is why they lack empathy for everyone else other than themselves. They walk around pretending that they’re broken due to what another human being did to them. I’m not here to judge them; I’m just here to shine light on that very fact. I’m okay with being the only person around me that’s reaching for happiness and peace. No, I don’t care about money, I don’t care about a house, I don’t care about materialistic things. I appreciate my material world, but I’m holding onto my soul. I’m holding onto my spirit. I’m holding onto me. I will not get trapped in the lives of another. I will not play victim, or get upset when someone else is living in their own head. Whatever someone does to me they’re doing to themselves. Whatever I do to someone else, I’m doing to myself. We’re all just mirrors for each other; we only project what we feel. When people try to limit me they’re only limiting themselves. I’m not mad at anyone, I’ve forgiven everyone. I’m ready to start my new abundant life. I’m not carrying old feelings with me to this new chapter in my life. I’m too grateful to have ungrateful people around me. Sorry not sorry, but I choose me. I don’t care about being seen as selfish, bitter or angry. I'm passionate, demanding and I’m in control of my own life.
By Isis Lyons 2 years ago in Humans
Flowing With Grace
For so long my life was in the depths of fire; I would get burnt with every corner I turned. Every move I made had my spirit screaming. Hell could’ve been the title of my coming of age era. I thought there were demons all around me, but when I looked in the mirror I realized I was as ugly as the devil. I cursed others with my words and my actions. I manipulated anyone to do anything I wanted them to do. I was a nightmare to be around and a disgrace to myself.
By Isis Lyons 2 years ago in Motivation
Shadow Self
My mind is bringing me terrible lies to feed on. Thoughts like “I’m not enough.” Thoughts like “I’m doing a terrible job at being a mother.” Thoughts like “I’m not doing anything important in my life.” As I hold back my tears, I begin to feel a knot in my throat. The tears flow down light a waterfall anyway. I don’t want to cry anymore, I don’t want to feel like a terrible mother anymore, I don’t want to feel like a failure anymore and ultimately, I want to feel like I am enough. I know this is just the illusion I chose to live in. I know I can create this model into the place I want to reside in. I know I can rebuild my mind with steel walls. I know I can live in a state of happiness. I just have to stop trying to be everything for everyone and start being me for myself. I am only human and I am done holding the weight of the world on my shoulders. I’m going to allow my mind to understand that it’s good to take advice from a person who’s actually trying to help. It’s okay to make mistakes as long as you learn from them. It’s okay to be imperfect because nothing and no one is. There will be people who judge me and call out my imperfections, but I will not allow that to dictate who I am. It doesn’t matter how they feel about me. It only matters what I feel about myself.
By Isis Lyons 2 years ago in Poets
