Heartbreak

This is for when you feel torment inside. For when your heart is ripped from your rib cage. Sit and feel the tears welling up in your eyes. The pain will pass, it always does. No, life is not fair, but it is beautiful. This will make you stronger and after you heal, you will approach life with zeal again. I know right now it feels like the end. But look at it like a new beginning. Feel, feel, feel. Don't run from the tornado brewing inside. It will settle. Just breathe and take it moment by moment.

Inbetween

Pathology is defined as the study of disease usually based on the analysis of tissues, organs or the body. So essentially it is the study of disease based on the dead. A very morbid topic and one not many would want to tackle. However I feel that it is a necessary subject area since life and death are so finely intertwined.

Disease is what often causes death. Sometimes it can be acute but in the modern age and when looking at humans it is often chronic. When a diagnosis is beseeched upon someone we are often at a loss. However we often forget that we are always dying. So much so that we forget to live. Our lives can often be lost in meaningless drivel, spent doing useless tasks that have little purpose.

However meaning can be found in the littlest of things. In fact sometimes its the littlest of actions that have the biggest consequences. Seek meaning in what you do. Do not let your life become diseased. Make the most of it because before you know, it may be over.

Potential Butterfly

These dreams keep haunting me
Mistakes, lost potential
I wake up gasping for air
Grasping at what could have been

Each moment slips by
Time which will never return
A stream, silver drops going by
Gliding through my hand

With each loss
A piece of me is torn off
Taken from my inner depth
Yet I do this to myself?

These masochistic tendencies
Leave me tangled between emotions
I end up in a corner as a curled cocoon
But will I emerge as a butterfly?

Sleepless

Patience, patience...
It will come together in due time.
Then it will all fall apart.
This is the way.

Let the anxiety flow through you.
Express that energy in selfless deeds.
Think outside yourself.
When you focus on the suffering of others,
yours will minimize in comparison.

Fill your heart with passion.
Embrace emotions.
They will take you from the greatest highs,
To the worst lows.
Just feel, you do not have to react.

Remember to love
Cherish what you hold dear
and do not forget your values.
Ask yourself,
"Is this the life I want to live?"

Refocus

When the overwhelm hits, take a moment. Refocus on what is important. Do not get caught up in the pull.

Just take a breath and refocus what you truly know. Feel what is shining bright inside you. Allow that to wash over you. Your potential to be what you can be. Its always there. Its pushing you to do more. To be a change, a force to be reckoned with, a role model, a motivator, a soul escaping through actions.

Do not let life stifle your voice and passion. Yes, it hurts sometimes. Yes, its not perfect. Yes, its not always fair. But the struggle is what pushes you to be more.

Life can cause bruises that sting. And they can leave marks for you to look back at. Do not hold on to them. Do not let them make you bitter. Do not compare your bruises to others. They happened. You can keep poking at the bruise and it will never heal or you can learn from what occurred and let the bruise mend on its own in time.

Acceptance

Let me accept. Accept the fear, accept the change, accept the happiness in my life.

Strangely enough I fear the happiness the most as I am afraid that it will soon fade. Let me revel in those moments of peace. And in the darkness let me remember that the light will shine again. Let me learn from the hardship. In times where I am tested, whether physically or mentally, I hope that I am pushed to grow.

Let me accept it all. Let me face it, with my eyes shining and a smile on my lips. Let me run into it. I want to live. I want to experience. I want to be present. I want to feel. The highs, the lows and the in betweens.

Be Still...

I am burdened with what the Buddhists call the ‘monkey mind’ – the thoughts that swing from limb to limb, stopping only to scratch themselves, spit and howl.
Elizabeth Gilbert

Hush, hush... Be patient... It will come... And it will go...
Do not fret. All in good time. My monkey mind you worry so.
Just let it go...