Stream of Consciousness

hope

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I’m not sure I have a voice.

You see, there’s a slumbering trembling that takes a step into something warm and inviting, like the sun, but with training wheels.

And every time the light of day hits it, someone comes along with a sledgehammer and takes it all away.

I keep lying there, catching my breath. Before sitting back up, playing with my fingers in the sand, writing maps no one understands but me.

It’s lonely.

But I can still feel the pulse of it in me, thrumming into a hurricane of neediness, ready to explode and take everything in its path with it. Down into this desert of warmth and cool breezes and nothing that really belongs in these flat lands.

Do you remember the first time you felt the sun’s heat on your flesh? I think I must’ve had a hand over my mouth, but it wasn’t mine. I think I must’ve had some words fall out, but they came from another tongue.

So I grab my shoes and shake the dust out and, what do you know?, I’m still entirely ready to get the wind knocked out of me by hope.

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Break Room Boom #4

“I don’t think of all the misery, but of the beauty that still remains.” – Anne Frank

“Never lose hope. Storms make people stronger and never last forever.” – Roy T. Bennett

 

 

I hope that as the corona virus has turned your life upside down, that you are safe and loved. We will make it through these stressful times.

Meanwhile, don’t forget to search for joy today. Little things matter. Don’t let the world swallow you up with its hatred and isolation. We are in this together. We are strong and we care.

I think this is a perfect example of how the internet and social media is such a huge blessing. We are isolated physically. But we can still communicate and find companionship via the technology we have at our disposal.

I hope you have a fabulous day!

 

Me? I’m still going to work as of right now. The business I work for is considered an essential job so I’m pretty blessed. I only work part time and my health is being a jerk. The new medication I’ve been trying has made me worse and I’m having to get it out of my system. I’m struggling but I know I have to feel better eventually, at least emotionally (bipolar depression and anxiety are kicking my butt right now). I’m also not sleeping and dealing with a lot of pain.

But I know things will get better. They have to. Our struggles give us the opportunity to grow stronger. We can do this.

How are you?

 

 

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3 Remnants of a Story We Forgot

“To share your weakness is to make yourself vulnerable; to make yourself vulnerable is to show your strength.”

– Criss Jami

 

“I think the job of the artist is to remind people of what they have chosen to forget.”

– Arthur Miller

 

“Effort doesn’t matter if love is left behind.”

– Anonymous

 


 

These quotes intermingle in my mind. It’s like a story carved out of a maddening world, decimated until only a trio of strands were discovered among the rubble.

What does it say to you?

 

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Shadow Poetry

Rosy

the world fell apart

did you notice?

 

i fell with the ashes

the soot crowned

me numb

 

i don’t know that i

ever got back up

 

beneath the rubble

living where they never suspect

building

with the shattered bricks

they left me under

 

a corpse

they never counted

a ghost

they’ll never see coming

 

they never do

 

we all fell down

did you feel it?

 

By Daphne Shadows

 

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Break Room Savvy #2

I love Les Brown as a motivational speaker so I thought I’d use one of his quotes this weekend in my office’s break room. 🥰

What do you want to get started?

Me? I’ve begun going sugar free. Unhealthy sugar that is. In hopes that my gut will heal.

Your turn.