I will be brave in the face of my fears For scarier than failure is regret I am no more guaranteed to fail than I am to succeed It is the journey that will forge and shape my next self And it is in knowing the result Whatever it may be That will allow me to travel from this life With a smile upon my lips And satisfaction in my heart Because I was brave enough to try -gws
The artist moon is calling The one that makes the blood restless And the mind discontent The one that replaces sleep With lightning storms of inspiration The moon raises the spirit of dreams unrealized And fantasies unlived It whispers of wild woods and scented winds Of primal needs and elaborate, lucid dreams I am held captive in the moon's tides Ebbing and flowing as I map my own constellations in its sky And so my mind churns My pen moves Channeling the lightning into art Painting the moon's energy with barely adequate words In a desperate attempt to contain the results of its demanding influence -gws
Yesterday I saw a friend for the first time in a long time. Although it hadn't been terribly long, a lot of life happened for both of us since I last saw them. We hugged each other fiercely, as if quenching a long neglected thirst. The power of the moment, the energy and emotion that flew across the room and into my unknowingly needful arms was surprisingly welcome. Everything stopped for a few heartbeats as we existed in the silent contentment of a deeply longed for and comforting embrace. They are kindred. Family. Precious to me in ways I have no need to explain. Being with them is like sipping sweet water for my soul. Time together is always precious and seems never long enough. I look forward to the next visit together. -gws
Blue skies Music blasting Windows down Freedom Miles of laughter Girlfriends Confessions and secrets Worry free Enjoying life Road trippin' -gws
I am the master of my reactions my attitude my perspective my free will and nothing else -gws
Where did you go? Are you warm? Are you cold? Is there weather there? Where did you go? Was it hard to get there? Do you miss what you left behind? Where did you go? Were you scared to go? Can you come back to visit? Have you tried? Do you miss me? Where did you go when you left me here to wonder? Where did you go when you escaped your failing prison on a single fragile breath? Where did you go? Because I want you to come back. -gws
You used to taste like walnuts Sweet and earthy Now you taste of vinegar and bitterness -gws
Once upon a time, there was a young woman full of bright hot rage. If she could have burned the world, she would have. The young woman couldn't function in the world in this state so she shoved down the rage. She stuffed it into the darkest, most secure space in her soul. The trouble was that the hot, acid rage ate away at its container. The young woman could feel hints of the corrosion. Sometimes the rage would escape, like a coronal eruption, flaring fierce and hot, leaving the young woman devastated and trying to pick up the pieces left behind in the aftermath. One day, the woman wasn't quite young anymore. The wound that housed the rage showed in her eyes in the mirror. It slipped from her lips as resentments. It cramped her hands into fists in her sleep. It tasted bitter in her mouth, and started fragmenting her damaged soul. One day, she grabbed her keys and just started walking. She walked with tears in her eyes and sobs in her chest until she found herself in an open space. In that open space, she laid down on her back, looked to the sky, and she screamed. She raged and wailed at the sky, emptying herself of all the bitterness that had filled her up and overflowed the hollow space in her soul. She let all of it go. She gave it to her god with desperation, and prayed to know how to heal. Her higher power led her to others who knew her pain. Those people welcomed her without judgement, and offered her twelve small steps that lead her to a new experience: serenity. -gws
I am only in control of my choices and reactions I accept that I am not my own higher power I recognize that in order to begin to experience serenity I must accept that I am powerless over people places and things I will be present in the understanding that "Thy will be done" I know your hand guides my life through all joys and hardships I have experienced many times the presence of your influence when I choose to believe that you have y back through any storm You have never failed to provide and lead me to gentler shores I ask you to oversee my journey through the twelve steps Please continue to place me where I can be taught by the experience, strength, and hope of others who have walked the path of recovery, both before and after me Continue to help me grow and to learn how to care about myself and take care of myself when the chaos of others bangs on my door looking to disrupt my hard earned serenity Help me to be open to truly discovering and uncovering more about myself Help me be brave in the face of hard truths Help me to be brave enough to be true to myself when fear motivates old patterns in my behavoir Help me remember how to show up as my best self or to forgive myself when I don't Guide me from step to step and from day to day as I practice what I am learning on this journey Help me walk honestly and to be vulnerable when appropriate Use my voice to help others when I share my experiences Place me in the time and place that I am needed and that I need Be the gateway that marks my path to a new way of living and continue to speak loudly in my life as you always have Help me to remember you are always beside me, even in the darkest despair You are always the light of hope that reminds me it cannot always be night I surrender to your loving will and plan for my life I am only in control of my choices and reactions I accept that I am not my own higher power I recognize that in order to begin to experience serenity I must accept that I am powerless over people places and things I will be present in the understanding that "Thy will be done" I know your hand guides my life through all joys and hardships I have experienced many times the presence of your influence when I choose to believe that you have y back through any storm You have never failed to provide and lead me to gentler shores I ask you to oversee my journey through the twelve steps Please continue to place me where I can be taught by the experience, strength, and hope of others who have walked the path of recovery, both before and after me Continue to help me grow and to learn how to care about myself and take care of myself when the chaos of others bangs on my door looking to disrupt my hard earned serenity Help me to be open to truly discovering and uncovering more about myself Help me be brave in the face of hard truths Help me to be brave enough to be true to myself when fear motivates old patterns in my behavoir Help me remember how to show up as my best self or to forgive myself when I don't Guide me from step to step and from day to day as I practice what I am learning on this journey Help me walk honestly and to be vulnerable when appropriate Use my voice to help others when I share my experiences Place me in the time and place that I am needed and that I need Be the gateway that marks my path to a new way of living and continue to speak loudly in my life as you always have Help me to remember you are always beside me, even in the darkest despair You are always the light of hope that reminds me it cannot always be night I surrender to your loving will and plan for my life -gws
Please excuse the mess This house is under construction Held together by scotch tape and string The foundation is rotten and weak And there are bats in the attack Making a terrible mess of things At least the curtains are nice -gws
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