ITS JUST LIFE

Its just Life, no one gets out alive.

Stop the worries, stop the stress, and please I beg you to Live. Do the things you never thought you could. Its just life, no one get out alive.

No One is guaranteed a  happy ending.

So go ahead make bad choices. Go ahead learn, but don’t expect things to go your way.

They won’t.

But expect to get back what you give in. You are not guaranteed a happy ending just because you were born, you have to try.

 

One Day

And one day she woke up. She was sick of dreaming. So she started living.

My vulnerable self

I was always told I was guarded. I tried not to be. But I didn’t know what that meant.

I actually googled how to be vulnerable. Insert eye roll here.

It took years, but I discovered.. Vulnerability.

To be able to be vulnerable, you have to know and accept you faults. ACCEPT your FAULTS.

Its not opening up to someone and praying they don’t judge you. its opening up to yourself  and accepting you just the way you are.

When you accept yourself,  allow yourself to be humble.Let go of your Ego.  No one can touch you. Only when you love yourself, you stop needing others approval. you stop needing your own approval.

When you accept yourself, only then will you let another accept you.

Happiness

Life is nothing but a journey.

I am always afraid of the destination.

Whats going to happen? will I be happy? It is hard to relax in the moment when you are continually planning the future outcome.

What is happy?

Is anyone perpetually happy?

 

No.

But you have moments.

I was happy when I caught my first fish.

I was happy in moments with you.

Its not completing  the “plan” that makes you happy.

Happiness is never, there to stay.

Embrace it when it happens and then let it move thru you, let it pass.

Happiness will come again. Is always does.

Happiness is a moment, and yes it will pass just like sorrow. You can’t live in it, but you can let it consume you, maybe just for a moment. And smile when its gone, because it happened.

Michelle J.

Perceived self

All we are is how we are perceived to be.  How can we know we are not just the product of societal perception , and desire?

Is our whole being just a by product of what we are advertised to supposed to be. Are we all just acting out, the decrement and projections of the outer world.

Maybe the only people who know the answer to this are the ones who live on the edge. Who refuse to conform, the ones we call crazy.