Category: Reflections & Selflove
a silly face with crossed legs
So I am on a weight loss journey, solely to help my joints suffer less. You see I have learned to see beauty in every side roll of my body. Anyways as the kilos go down I find myself doing things I haven’t done in a long while, such as sitting with crossed legs. This…
talks and tears
Beloved, you will see me cry… and for the thousandth time hear me say this: tears are not weakness. and when you see me share parts of my story, it is not being stuck in the past it is removing the grip it will have on my present, should I hold it close to my…
Lost waterfalls part two
If you see me teary-eyedDon’t tell me not to cry…I am trying to find someone I recognize…who is this shell I carry?who placed a rock mountain where my heart used to be?hardship… harden one’s soul, but should I hold in lost waterfalls… I will become bitter til the end and who will want me then?…
Mental health issues…
I have been diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder in my late teens… Along with severe depression and suicidal thoughts… I am now a month shy of turning 34 years of age alhamdulillah. Glory be to God. My mental health has improved over the years… I have had lots of therapy and did some heavy inner…
You are an unfinished puzzle… a pearl necklace missing some pieces… You are a rebel on a mission… A house with cracked walls… You are valuable in every version of you.
A new way of dancing
I danced today too… I danced yesterday while seated, of course, I think I have finally accepted it’s ok! I can learn a new way of dancing just as I have learned a new way of being… we evolve, we change, and change is ok… I think what bothered me the most is whenever I…
That faithful day when I fell into place
Sixty-four steps of staircases, on the fourth floor, I sat next to the window in my mother’s kitchen one early winter morning in the year 2018… I took a sip of my freshly brewed cup of coffee with almond milk… And looked out of the window… The huge rock mountain was glittering. For the first…
You deserve good things
Be soft be delicate be loved, beloved. Don’t be afraid of kindness, embrace the tenderheartedness… It’s all right. You deserve good things, believe it.
The mess had to be displayed first… Messy hair, messy blog, and messy wording… With all the mess out of our system… Now, look at us color coordinating and sh!t. We plucked the thorns out… Now we have soft and delicate blossoms to bask in.