healing
How to heal fully and properly.
The Last May Accident
Birds chirping with happiness & glee. On a Sunday morning where the weather is chill & winds blowing in to remind you that its not summer yet but it will be warm enough for short. Cars pass by as if in rush hour to get to their destination. A loud noise emerges, The sounds of a skateboard gliding down the street but its not a skateboard but a scooter big enough to carry luggage. On the floor tilted with a woman wearing a black jacket & a mask laying on the floor. Her left leg bent as she laid on the middle of a cross section. Helmet still on as she tries to catch her breath.
By The Kind Quill6 years ago in Motivation
The Present
I have lost myself. I didn’t used to care about likes or streaks or any social media and now it’s the only connection I have to the people I love. Life as we once knew it seems so far away. I always try to stay positive but I’d be lying if I said I was handling this well. I don’t think anyone is handling this well. The life I fought so hard to get was ripped away in an instant. An instant we all laughed about not a week before it happened. An instant we didn’t take seriously until it was too late. Each text I send, each video I make, each call you don’t answer is me fighting desperately to feel like that life isn’t gone. But it is. And while that’s morbid and sad and not what we should be thinking right now that’s the truth. The life we once had is gone and it’s not coming back. So how do we handle that? How do we cope with having everything we once knew taken away without any warning? It seemed like an easy cross to bare. No school, no work, should be a breeze. But it’s not easy. Life needs purpose. Without purpose there is no reason to live. When each day becomes an endless cycle of waiting to fall asleep, you’ve lost the beauty of life. We need purpose. I need a purpose. In times like these we are told to keep hope alive and to stay positive. But why? What good does it do to avoid reality? This is not a good time we need to accept it and mourn it and be sad because on the other side of that sadness is a new life. It might not be a better one than the life we left behind but it sure as hell is better than a fake world full empty hope. I’m not saying you should lose hope. But I am saying you should lose hope in the past because the past was never meant to come back. “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift. That’s why we call it the present.” - Master Oogway (Kung Fu Panda) So don’t smile through the pain. Don’t hide your tears away. If we don’t feel all the pains of life we won’t appreciate the beauty on the other side. We won’t be able to tell the difference between good times and bad because we won’t appreciate the good and we won’t acknowledge the bad. Embrace this moment of painful sadness, Embrace the distance between the ones we love, Embrace the loss, so that when we do one day get back to some sort of normal life, we never lose ourselves again.
By Sean Kenneally6 years ago in Motivation
Let Your Worries Roll Away Like Droplets On An Elephant Ear
Born and raised in Ponchatoula, Louisiana, a small country town, "Elephant Ears" exist naturally in nature. On the street where I grew up, they can be found in several spots growing in groups. It's something about these plants that I love. If rain droplets or some form of liquid contact the leaf of the plant, it forms small balls like a bead and roll off the leaf undisturbed. If you ever find yourself with the opportunity to spit on one, it's a magical experience watching the ball of liquid form and roll off onto the ground.
By Latousha Young6 years ago in Motivation
Life on Mars?
My dog stands under the awning, staring out into our backyard, sniffing the thick, soupy air. He needs to use his giant bathroom, but he needs to step onto the grass and into the storm to do so. It seems unfair and somehow unnatural that this is the only way for him: he hasn’t been a wolf for millennia. He doesn’t want to get wet, but he needs to pee—I know he does. He hasn’t gone since this morning, and the sun has long past.
By Bella Ross6 years ago in Motivation
Let It Go...
We all are holding on to something. A belief, a dream, a person, the past...whatever it is...sometimes one has to let it go and let it be. Holding on to something is not always the best course of action. It is the greatest of ironies that what we pursue persistently is something we can never obtain.
By Halden Mile6 years ago in Motivation
The Problem with Afternoons
No one would willingly exchange places with me for a glimpse of my world view, of my perception. Perhaps the view from my window they would be even less inclined to see, to bare witness to. In the mornings of more average days the sky is a tepid grey, like sullen dishwater clouded with soap and scraps. The birds drift listlessly along the skyline, entangled in the froth of the clouds. They call out their names in shrill cries, the sharpness of their beaks indicating that they are gulls, and yet I’m a few miles out from the sea. They torment me with their freedom, receding into the distance, into the sun that isn’t there to paint a warm picture. Instead, I paint it, skidding over the canvas with a tarnished brush, a chip on my shoulder.
By India Childs6 years ago in Motivation
Majestic Storm
I wake to the patter of rain over my head. The smell of coffee is wafting down the hall. I push myself out of bed to start my day. As I walk into the kitchen, the view from my family room catches my eye. I peer through a large picture frame window taking in the wonder of the powerful ocean. There are dunes that protect my home with buds of new growth. The beach grass is taking anchor to help the earth with the erosion that takes place with the constant wind blowing. Atop the dune are benches that allow you to sit and take in the beauty of the ocean and all of its glory. Just past the dunes are sand fences that help to control the wind and the stabilization of the dunes. These small wood posts are like armor against the power of Mother Earth. Once you pass the soldiers, you have miles of sand; it narrows in front of my view.
By Wake Up with Marci6 years ago in Motivation
out of nothing, metamorphosis. First Place in Landscape Mode Challenge.
There was a lone bamboo reed growing in my backyard, right next to the window by my dining table. I can’t remember how or when it started growing there. I’ve lived here for two years and I only just noticed it about a month ago.
By Ashna Madni6 years ago in Motivation
