07/05/2024
Violet ramblings. I hope this inspires someone in some way, but at the very least is nice to express. π
We may all be trapped in our bodies and trapped in time. Forced to move forward as we step in line. Take faith dear heart with your eye on the prize, a gentle breath and a deep sigh. This too shall pass so be grateful for all, the messy rainbow of emotions big and small. What is success without an exhausting challenging journey? What is light without shadow? When our life feels like itβs pulling us in all directions and holding us back from even the basics, is that not a natural pause for breath and reflection?
What is the goal? Does the trivialities matter? Is it worth being uncomfortable to achieve what our hearts are after?
If a wind blows and calls your name out of stagnation but you are unmoving is anyone to blame, or shall we dare to listen and dance through the harsh rain?
What is it that really matters?
On the precipice of an opportune cliff we have peeped for so long, shall we take the leap or is it too far gone?
A decade has passed and my existence persists, beautiful places call my name that I dearly miss but my soul has great plans that turn me in circles. Twirling around my mind while my body seems always a step behind, will I be able to do and see or will it be a shadow of myself in the mirror the future sees.
The future is bright as the now, as dewy eyed as the soft mornings lusts on the prowl. Pigs will fly, and hope will too. I gingerly dare and wistfully care.
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This thought train is brought to you by:
Feeling caught between the quiet moments and the chaos. My future dreams and present needs. My inner battle of pent up motivation, delight in lifeβs gifts and feeling trapped in my body constantly needing maintenance.
