Ponderances

Sometime,

In a time before,

I was afraid

so I hid.

I thought I had

nothing to share

nothing to give

I thought I was

Nothing.

And I was afraid

that people would see

the nothing in me.

But now I know

what was really scaring me

was the simple idea

that I might be

Something.

You Don’t Have to Say ‘Yes’ | NEW POST

Life is full of questions. But you knew that, didn’t you? (see, there’s another one.)

Recently, I asked a pretty big question. I asked for someone’s forever. And I asked her to accept mine in return. I asked her to allow me to be hers and only hers from…

Sometimes you need to say “No” in order to say “Yes” to the things that matter. 

Here are 5 keys to that help me say No:

Identify what is making you not be productive. Eliminate it. 

Stop being so nice. You cannot please everyone.

If you cant take care of…

THERE ARE DAYS WHEN I WANT TO RIP MY HEART OFF MY SLEEVE AND TUCK IT INTO MY POCKET.

To hide and protect it from curious eyes and judgmental fingers that stare and poke like my feelings and heart and soul are here for their amusement or pleasure.

Perhaps it is better to feel nothing at all?

But you never feel nothing. Even in the darkest times there was always a whisper of a feeling that threatened to yell and scream if I gave it the attention it wanted. They worked beneath the surface, I could feel them just under my skin – pulsing and itching – desperate to be let free.

Don’t wear your heart on your sleeve, we’re told. Don’t give someone the chance to yank it off and toss it around like a beach ball until it deflates or is torn to pieces by the cynical or realistic or cold-hearted or jaded.

Don’t be vulnerable. Don’t trust. Don’t give someone your feelings so they can fashion them into weapons to be used against you.

Don’t feel too much. Don’t care too much. Don’t love too much. Moderation in all things, we’re told.

Wear your armor and protect yourself. Your heart is always a weakness. Your emotions betray you. Lock your heart away in a tower, guarding it from those you stand below beckoning, “Let me in.”

We shake our heads no.