Explore Your Soul
do you remember?
before the veil? beyond the pale?
do you remember?
after the fall? when you took it all?
i remember
how she swept the night. rigged the fight.
i remember
when you stole my blood. left a letter in the mud.
i can’t tell you
for the chain on my heart. my pain is your art.
i’ll learn
from every new stroke. i’ll fix what you broke.
i’ll make one that’s new
one that sees me, not you.
by Daphne Shadows
get out of your own way
YOU know what you need
YOU know what you want
you know what your heart and mind are fighting for within you
the hard thing is
everything
is easier said than done
and the world?
there are nasty people that want to make it harder for you
people who want to crush you
step on you
confuse you until you don’t know who YOU are
but you have your own power
it might not feel like it
it might feel like you cannot wield it
but you can
somewhere, deep down, you know you can
even if it’s a shriveled little lump of dead, unused muscle
you can exercise it
get stronger
and let’s not forget
there are GOOD people too
people who want to love you
support your, empower you
there’s hope
you just have to find it, fight for it
and learn to rest
if you do whatever it takes
to win
and lose your goodness
lose your heart
start treating others like they
aren’t
you’ve already lost
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A little taste of lovely life, changing before our eyes. Fall is a phoenix, reminding us that everything must die and be reborn.
We allow our lives to wax old too easily. Allowing our loves and inspirations and motivations to die in a snowy land of desolation and disuse.
Fall is a burst of maddening chaos and reason, reminding us of all this world and all our hearts have to offer – if only we’ll reach out and snatch the vibrancy burning just within our reach.
Amazing, the way the world looks through the lens of a camera.
Copyright Daphne Shadows. All Rights Reserved.
The word fearless.
I cannot stand this word.
I believe it’s used in all the wrong ways. Thrown up on a pedestal and used to signify strength. A characteristic others want to emulate.
I do not.
I believe fearlessness is how people end up dead, maimed, breaking hearts, and destroying individual worth.
Fearlessness is foolish, self-centered, ignorant, and quite frankly, clueless.
Fearlessness is the small child, who, having been told the oven is on and not to touch the burner, decides to reach out and touch it regardless, getting burned.
It is the young child in all of us who hasn’t learned what pain is, who jumps off the roof and breaks their arm.
Fearlessness is unthinking.
Fearlessness believes it is untouchable, invulnerable to harm.
If you’re fearless, you must also be unfeeling.
Courage.
Courage is what we need.
Courage knows fear, intimately. Terror, the horror of the unknown or knowing the pain that’s about to descend.
And still, courage steps forward and does it anyway.
Courage faces its fears.
Courage knows the pain of loss but recognizes that beyond the risks lies the desired result, the success, the rewards.
Courage looks with the heart and mind, the intuition and reality. It weighs intellect with the desire of the heart and makes decisions based on truth.
The courageous soul stalks forward through the darkness, the pain, the fear.
Stop requiring fearlessness.
What we need is courage.
Do I make any sense or do I just go on and on? I change my mind a lot. No, I believe I change a lot. It’s not just my mind making the decisions here, not only my eyes see. I’m thinking my heart has much more to do with it as of late than I realized. Maybe not so lately. Perhaps I’ve always been this way. Purview chance and taking into account all the madness shuffling about inside – and I can take all of these interruptions. Breaking into what I think is going well, stranding the sameness in a dropout as the bottom falls out and I realize, slowly, strained, that nothing was what I thought.
