"Our Own Path"

 

We grow as we go...

A new way of thinking...

The course ahead is never promised...

We are these moments of existence

From all that has been carried within us

The silence...

Loneliness...

Pain or happiness...

Along with the fear of being too much...

Or never being enough...

Some of us always seem to feel like one step out of place

But maybe, we are just on our own path

Not lost, but pursuing ourselves...

It's amazing how we never seem to let some parts of us heal over the years

Simply because the pain is the only connection to what we use to have...

It is an odd revelation that sometimes defies description...

Yet it seems to serve as a constant reminder within life

A lot of things never come back...

The spoken word...

The cruelty of action...

And the last chance at an opportunity taken...

It's all these little and big lessons we encounter

To live with loss...

To let fear dictate the unchosen...

Or to realize that love without respect isn't love...

It's surviving the minefield of what is supposed to be a cherished action

But we were not born to just survive someone...

We don't have to wait to be chosen

We can be loved without having to earn it...

And evolve beyond all that has been placed behind us

Get rid of the old...

Chances are anew

Be this moment...

Hold it within your being

Realize the difference within

Its okay...

Peace is always worth the journey.

© 2026

"Restoration of Humanity"

 

Every day choices matter...

Things can be both immensely difficult...

And also intensely beautiful all at the same time...

Each side asks to be acknowledged

We are not merely meant to just endure things

Existence through survival is key

Within us there is always many things going on

Big emotions and a multitude of reoccurring thoughts

Lingering memories make it difficult to cut the ties that may need to be cut

The trauma within or because of life can be immeasurable...

And resolving it or healing it can be the difference in choice we make

The mind is a universe of vast moments

Heaven and hell and the experiences that dwell in between

All with the ability of creating different scenarios, of imagining the unimaginable, or capable of creating great things

And yet, it is also can lead us into great darkness filled with nightmares of endless horrors that exist beyond our comprehension...

It is up to us to choose what we focus on and what we allow our minds to create...

We have the power to shape our own reality, for better or for worse...

Faith and fear have one thing in common...
They both require us to believe in something we can't see...

It can take a long time to realize that not everything in life is meant to be a beautiful story

Not every person we feel something deep and moving with is meant to make a home within us

Sometimes, people come into our lives to teach us how to love, and sometimes, people come into our lives to teach us how not to love

How not to settle, how not to shrink ourselves down into a small box without definition

It is the lesson that remains with us...

How a single act of compassion can rewrite someone's entire day

That one small choice can act as a pebble thrown into still waters

It can generate a ripple effect that extends far beyond the initial interaction...

Because when you choose respect, it honours another's dignity

A light shone within the shadows...

The first step among the many ahead

And the restoration of humanity within.

© 2026

"Becoming Us"

 

Each moment is an opportunity to be present...

You don't have to wait for it...

Choose to be...

Time waits for no being

Breathe...

Hold this moment for you...

You're not supposed to be one perfect piece

Life is a mosaic of memories, mistakes and beautiful beginnings

We are shaped by the steps along the way

Fear not if not all match together or make sense

We are the masterpiece of art of becoming us

The lesson we are always meant to learn is that existence happens

No matter what comes along, or how bad it seems today, life does go on

Sometimes you are given a second chance...

And in other times, you are not...

A lot may get forgotten, but some things will always remain

The heart will always remember how it feels

You are in charge of your own happiness

You don't have to wait for other peoples permission

You are not an option or a last minute choice
You were never meant to teach someone to love you
You were meant to be loved...

You have dug yourself out of the darkness

And fought to be here...

Never return to what tried to bury you

You cannot heal a person who continues to use their pain as an excuse to harm you

Yes, have compassion for someone...

See their wounds and try to understand their trauma
But do not let your compassion erase your discernment

Compassion does not mean removing all accountability

You can care about someone and still hold them responsible for what they do

To choose what is allowed and what can be forgiven

By drawing that boundary line it makes your position clear

That it now forces them to face the consequences of trespassing beyond it.

2026

"Soured Shadow"

There are times we try our hardest...

And our best ends up not being good enough...

Especially when that perspective is viewed by another

Is there fault to be given?

Or is it just potential not even seen by blind eyes?

The mind and the heart seems to fail at the understanding

We give it our all...

And nothing is returned...

Time passes and is gathered, yet still seems to be so fleeting

Moments turn into months...

And I still could not hold enough of you in my arms

Because no permission was granted

Nor was any allowance given...

Yet hope continued to try...

The bitterness of shadow began to grow

Something once so sweet started to sour...

Thoughts began to travel in and out of doubt

To realize that you have put another as a priority

And you only remain as a last minute option...

To be placed last in choices...

An after thought...

A being that only fills the void, until they are no longer needed anymore...

It is in this pivotal moment change comes to pass

My mind now tries to remember who I was before you and let go of you all at the same time

While realizing that I and things will never be the same again

All because I put my life on pause, and started waiting for someone who was not ready...

You are the one who continued to act like you didn't care

No blame can be placed upon me now because I finally believe you...

When you miss me, remember that there was a time that you had all of me

And that was still not enough...

Which now leaves me with the only choice remaining

To allow enough time to pass to fully clean you out of my life

To never live you again...

A stranger that I once cared for.

© 2026

"Committed Heart"

 

 

At dawn it begins...

Every day presents you with two choices...

To see the problems...

Or to see the possibilities given...

Complain or choose to be thankful for what you have

To live in fear or to exist in hope

The difference between a heavy heart and a peaceful one is all about perspective

Sometimes suffering is just suffering

It does not make you stronger

But you have to acknowledge the hurt...

Speak up when people have trespassed beyond your boundaries

If you don't stop the pain...

Consequences will always remain

And the actions towards you will only end up becoming a safe space for their worst behaviours to remain

Guilt always makes people irrationally defensive

What do you regret more?

Your words?

Or your silence?

Sometimes deciding who you are, is also deciding who you will never be again

Life is all of these moments in existence...

Gratitude and joy are not just merely feelings

They are active choices taken

And when you choose them, they choose you...

Life begins to shift...

Because you saw the light within yourself

Even when others surrounded you with darkness cast

Strength of a committed heart shone through.

© 2026

"Let Light In"

 

Forever...

It only lasts as long as you allow it...

Or when some other outside force beyond your control intervenes...

Commit to the choice or allow the change...

The power within our abilities is not a material thing that can be given

It has to be chosen...

Those with continued raging storms within their being will always get others caught up within the poor weather that surrounds them

Colour fades and bleeds together

Blackness in shades of grey seep in...

Hate is so incredibly loud...

Hurt carries a bitter sting...

And lies fed are always unfortunately accepted by hearts who wish to blindly believe...

Because memories about certain things take a lot of poetic license

It omits some details, while others get exaggerated

All according to the emotional value of what it touches

It is the deepest understanding at our core...

That we must first learn to lose in order to recover

To remember that nothing stays the same within life...

Not even pain...

Healing begins the moment the voice feels heard

It acknowledges a marker in time where you begin to take back you

To be proud of surviving all those silent moments you never speak of

Because just like actions, words matter...

Stop saying bad things about yourself

When words hit the air, they begin to take on a new meaning

They become the house the mind lives in...

You start to become the words you speak

And that is how others begin to define you

Remind yourself now, that you are not your thoughts

And you are not the thoughts of others...

Cast out the darkness spread

Redefine you...

And let the light in.

© 2026

"Ordinary Moments"

 

The mind is powerful force...

It can enslave us, or it can empower us...

Our choice is to choose wisely as we navigate life forward...

Moments can linger, then flee...

By little pieces slipping away, rather than all at once

Slowly and quietly they leave us so we don't notice

Not until we look around and realize that its time we should gather up what is left

Do we pretend to be whole?

Are we actually incomplete?

All of our bodies contain storms that we can never seem to translate into words

Sometimes small things undo us...

A sound...

A look...

Or even a memory out of place...

To that point in time where you wonder

Are you simply surviving or refusing to let go?

Yet, there is a thin thread there

Linking all of life's existence together

Because we are the change always happening

One day...

Last week...

Or tomorrow...

Is today the day you do something for the last time without realizing it?

Life has its direction

Pulling and pushing us along

You never know which memories to keep

Or which time of day could be the last...

It just may feel like any other

Until it isn't...

So be where your feet are

Say what you mean

Do right by you

Feel it fully...

Because the ordinary moments can mean everything

And only be just ordinary, until they are gone.

© 2026