Far Away

Beautiful…

Heartstring Eulogies

“Darling, if you miss me, listen to the wind.
I will always be there to remind you
how much I love you.”

My darling, whenever you feel lost, look up at the stars twinkling in the night sky. Whenever you feel sad, go dance in the rain. Whenever you feel as though your heart is breaking all over again, just remember, I’m never far away. I’m always with you. Whenever you miss me, just listen to the wind. I will always be there to kiss you on the cheek and remind you how much I love you. No matter what the future brings, I will always be with you.

Even if death tries to separate us, I will never be gone. I will live in your memories. I will live in your dreams. And I will never be far away.

© Sarah Doughty

I will never
be far away.

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100 Motivational Quotes That Will Help You to Succeed

The Powerful Living

Everyone needs inspiration, and these motivational quotes will give you the edge you need to create your success.

Read them as often as you need to.

1. “If you want to achieve greatness stop asking for permission.” —Anonymous

2. “Things work out best for those who make the best of how things work out.” —John Wooden

3. “To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.” —Anonymous

4. “If you are not willing to risk the usual you will have to settle for the ordinary.” —Jim Rohn

5. “Trust because you are willing to accept the risk, not because it’s safe or certain.” —Anonymous

6. “Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life–think of it, dream of it, live on that idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just…

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OpenLinkNight #258

dVerse

Hello Poets and Welcome to Open Link Night here at dVerse

Linda here, I will be hosting tonight, and serving up any beverage of your choice.

This is your opportunity to share one poem, old or new with us. There is no specific theme but if you wish to, you can respond to a prompt you may have missed earlier in the week.

Pixabay

Writing and reading poetry has always been meditative for me. I get lost in the words, and before I know it hours have drifted by. There are days I am rushing to get dinner on the table and the laundry done because I have spent all day in another world.

The same happens when I am observing nature. A peace settles within my bones and I can watch birds at the feeders, and hummingbirds dancing in the air. Then, I am startled from my reverie…

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Seed in my Womb

Love these words…

Charmed Chaos

Naive thoughts adrift on a sea of longing
in tender innocence of youth written
about love; first, lost, last and forever
and all the conflicting feelings between
for I thought I understood life
and its deeper meaning.

Looking back at those childish rhymes,
poetry was but a seed in my womb
with established roots many years ago
watered with tears from life’s wounds.

Digging deeper and deeper down
it transformed the words of youth
into a vivid flourishing garden,
where the aged poet wanders, and
is born again under the luminous spell
of a gibbous autumn moon.

dVerse Poets: Poetics Let us Labor

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Searching Within Our Stories.

Dreamwalker's Sanctuary

The Story Within: Image Source pixabay.com

The Woman closed her book resting her palm on the cover. She traced the words of its title with her fingers as she thought deeply upon all the words written within its pages.

She pondered upon all the books which had been written all over the world. She began to imagine how many words in all the languages around the whole world were held within their pages… Trillions no doubt..

She marvelled at how those words, first were thoughts, each one plucked from the ‘Ether’, ‘the Field’ of intelligence within the consciousness, from within the mind of their creators. Each a story formed in fact or fiction from imagination.

How expertly those authors weaved their stories into the minds of those who read them. Each touching you in ways which left imprints of their stories which could make you either laugh or cry…

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No Resistance means We Surrender to our trauma!!!!

C PTSD - A Way Out

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Healing was incremental for me, each plateau reached through concerted action over months. Nothing came easy or quick.

Complex PTSD from a childhood does not heal miraculously, quickly or easily. The mind was not fully developed when trauma entered its world. Hard to tell what is normal and what is the aftermath of abuse.

Aerobic exercise, therapy, reading, meditating, practicing acceptance, applying mindfulness and persistence each brought benefits for me. Sometimes all hope seemed lost but something inside refused to give up.

This trait is very important. Lots of setbacks, even perceived losses on this journey. That inner guide can be our savior in our low moments.

Meditating and mindfulness carved out a small secure space for me to survive. This space grew incrementally as I healed.

It was like climbing a ladder, each successive rung revealed more of the horizon, more of the path.

Acceptance was difficult…

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