Where the Struggle Ends, the Soul Begins

🖤 It is such a struggle 🖤 originally written February 4, 2017

Such a strange illusion when a darkened porch actually contains a bright orange light, shine~ dimmed by bugs habituating in the reflection.

“Sometimes the brightest lights are hidden beneath layers of dust and distraction.”

Such an unfair dark struggle when everyone is pointing at the stars, finding every one, seeing them shoot all over~ all the sky as if each one has its own name of blame.

While, the truth is on the other side of the world being the SUN on its brightest day.

“Your truth may be the sun while others chase shadows.”

“Not all stars are wishes some are just falling debris.”

“Blame travels faster than understanding.”

Such a struggle to feel ~ those that have needed from us, we will surely need!

The strength we hold is only temporary, the power we move with vanishes with time.

Time changes us, and we learn anything we don’t have already is NOT really needed,

but we continue on with our struggle to forever want more.

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Struggling for the moment to be just right is rare;

but the moments that find us when we want to remain hidden are everywhere.

"God finds you in the shadows you hide in.”

“The perfect moment rarely knocks, chaos does.”

“What you avoid might just be your becoming.”

The struggle of allowing everything brand new to become ordinary.

The continued struggle for that search of the newest excitement, the newest enticement;

which is sometimes a self-created obstacle of trouble that was properly dressed to seduce.

“Not everything exciting is good for your soul.”

“Be careful what looks like magic; it might just be a trap in costume.”

“We chase fireworks and forget the candle that keeps us warm.”

Such a struggle against friction and force

when tired worn brakes are stuck in motion

their actual usage is working to prevent every move.

“Sometimes the thing meant to stop us is the only thing still moving.”

“Burnout feels like acceleration with no direction.”

Such a struggle of relief

when you wonder and wait for something to happen for so very long,

but then fall asleep just moments before it actually does.

“Timing is divine… and maddening.”

“What if all you’ve waited for arrived while you were resting?”

“Hope’s cruelest joke is arriving late to a soul already asleep.”

Such a struggle to continue to wash the window,

so those we love can drive safely;

only to realize after years and decades

the vehicle they drive is self-propelled.

“We give them clarity only to realize they had their own vision all along.”

“Love is wiping someone else’s windshield without expecting thanks.”

Such a struggle we stop supporting

because we are busy working,

working hard to give all we have and work harder to get more to give,

when all they needed was the support we held the whole time.

“They never needed the diamonds. Just your presence.”

“You were the gift. Not the grind.”

Such a struggle is when greed takes cover

and the person that once lived is dead;

and the new person that now is…

Such a struggle when you have a moment you fall;

and realize you don’t recognize yourself anymore.

“Greed rewrites the soul in invisible ink.”

“Who are you when the wanting stops?”

“Just like some memories, some proof never shows up. Doesn’t make it less real.”

Such a struggle to feel so needy

you forget to feel the blessings

because you’re too busy feeling the betrayals.

You forget to laugh at the funny

because you’re too concentrated on the fears.

You forget how to let go

because you’re too busy holding on.

You stifle the growth that’s about to happen

because you won’t water the new roots that have sprouted.

“You can’t bloom with clenched fists.”

“Focusing on what hurt you starves what heals you.”

“Faith waters what fear forgets.”

Struggles for baby monkeys whose trees continue to disappear;

struggle to hold onto my dream

I will swing in my own hammock happily in my own yard one day before I pass on.

The struggles for humans whose houses continue to be foreclosed;

and all the dreams and memories are confiscated for a moment

by strangers in suits who don’t care.

"You can’t evict someone’s hope.”

“Dreams can’t be foreclosed on when rooted in faith.”

The struggles for holding onto simplicity

and enjoying all that God gave us in the Garden of Eve when we already were complete;

we look around, see ratings, likes, comments,

hear click after click;

our world is becoming full-fledged tech before our next blink.

“We traded Eden for algorithms.”

“The snake now lives in the screen.”

“You are not your likes. You are already loved.”

One of the worst struggles is to connect with someone on such a deep level;

personal level like no other before;

they make you feel alive; real; and content;

the feeling is so sustaining that you finally feel a completeness

that was never introduced into your world before;

you have become someone new;

and then the disconnection takes place;

usually when you least expect it;

and a lot of times when you most need it.

“The soul knows who it misses before the mind can understand.”

“It’s a heartbreak to find home in someone who’s passing through.”

“Not all soulmates are meant to stay. Some were meant to awaken.”

Such a struggle is learning how to walk again;

learning how to talk again;

deciding if you want to love again;

such a struggle is never trusting again….

“Healing is a rebirth you never signed up for.”

“The first step hurts the most. But it’s still forward.”

“Trust isn’t weakness. It’s bravery with scars.”

Such a struggle is life

when you dig and dig with a shovel to make a way

and just as the way is finally apparent,

you die.

“Even if you never walk the path you paved, someone else will.”

“Your struggle is not in vain. It’s a seed for the next soul’s freedom.”

“Legacy is building bridges you may never cross.”

🌿💔 Struggle doesn't mean you're failing. Sometimes it means you're carrying what others couldn't.