Remember to speak to yourself As you would a dear friend Offering compassion and love Instead of reprimand.
Tag Archives: Self-Worth
Giving can be the shield beneath which we protect our souls From rejection, criticism, inadequacy, old traumas untold But I wonder, dear soul, what it would be like To truly see how great a treasure is your giving light Offering only to those who can reciprocate Preserving your caring energies for hearts that appreciate.
A Balm for the Lonely of Heart
To the ones who rise up from gravity with heaviness in their chest Souls fraying at the edges while consistently giving their best, To the ones who care for others with shoulders stooped in pain Hiding worlds of grief, pushing aside the rising shame, To the ones who know within themselves they are sound andContinue reading “A Balm for the Lonely of Heart”
A quaint and cozy home with a welcoming feel Young faces at the window, tender hearts to heal, Food in the cupboards and blankets in the cold A space that feels safe; a place to grow old, Deep conversations from the bottom of the soul Permission to be just as we are: human and whole,Continue reading “Nestling In”
I followed my pain to its source And it led me back to myself, Unknowingly harming my self-worth With critical, demeaning, bullying words Tones of disappointment, tinged with guilt Becoming my own abuser Through a subconscious inner dialogue. We cannot begin to heal our wounds Until we first learn self-compassion Speaking to ourselves as weContinue reading “Self-Compassion”
Do Not Mind the Tears
Do not mind the tears, dear soul, They are falling on their own accord During moments of welcomed grace And waves of crushing heartache, All signs and evidence of your safety For I do not allow my tears to show for any But the kindest most entrusted souls. Do not mind my unleashing of wordsContinue reading “Do Not Mind the Tears”
No longer waiting for the next step to appear, She finally stood up, shaking off the dust of stagnancy And set to work gathering earth and stones To build her own stepping stone. No starbursts appeared to show her the way No neon signs to illuminate a destination Only the softly persistent pull of herContinue reading “Stepping Stone”
Cautiously tiptoeing out of survival mode, She saw for the first time since the world fell apart That her soul was aching, So cloaked in fear and haunted by imminent threat She had failed to notice the damage inflicted On the inside. There had been no time for processing, No other option than to keepContinue reading “Turning Inward”
I thought the tree was where I belonged Sitting beneath a canopy of branches Nestled up against the trunk of this vast oak Lulled to sleep by the sound of the breeze through leaves. Never dreamed of leaving this sacred space Too afraid of the world outside the shade of my tree Protected from theContinue reading “Stretching Wings”
Muscari (Grape Hyacinth)
Defying all arbitrary garden limits, These tiny but fierce purple blossoms leap over stones Blooming unexpectedly in obscure fractures in concrete Seamlessly springing up in violet explosions across neon grass Filling empty, bleak spaces with vibrant color. Grape hyacinths challenge us to question our narrow frameworks Thinking outside of the box of mindless norms ProvingContinue reading “Muscari (Grape Hyacinth)”