Affirmation Monday 25052020

“Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.” Maya Angelou

I never give myself enough credit for overcoming situations in my life. I would focus more on what I lost than the good times in fear that they would end. I realise dwelling on the sad stuff was robbing me of the happiness which I created for myself and the potential for future happiness.

Why am I conditioned to fixate on that? I need to let go on the things that no longer serve me, and that is on the top of the list. I’m working on admiring the beauty of the garden as opposed to the flower that got crushed. I will always face disappointments, that’s a side effect of being alive, but how I react to it will affect future blessings.

I am such a blessing, and I should start acting this way. No amount of rubble can keep me from getting to the top. Getting comfortable should never be an option as it is the gateway to mediocrity. I know I deserve better in life; the battle is not listening to the voices that tell you otherwise.

I am more than my present circumstance, so I’m working on getting on the journey I want in my life. There will always be something preventing me from where I want to go; I just have to find a way around it to get back on the path.

Pax et Felicitatem,
Nomadic Free Spirit

My Dearest Daniella (letters to my younger self)

“My Dearest Daniella,

With your face to the sun and dreams bigger than your smile. Five years feels like yesterday and many moons ago at the same time. That independent, smart and brave eighteen year old girl determined to change her generation’s pattern and discover herself. As I reflect and tears roll down my face, I want you to know I am proud of the woman you have become; you earned it. There was no way of knowing where the trajectory of your life would take you but ultimately it has brought you here to this divine moment. Don’t stop writing your story. Pen the details of the power of letting go, the grit of persevering and the freedom of forgiveness. Pen the lessons of love, failure and growth. Pen your journey of learning, being and becoming Daniella- Enough.

With love, your self. ❤”

I met Daniella at a conference I wasn’t even met to go on. We connect instantly and even got to go snorkeling together. We lost touch, but reconnected when I started my blog while inspiring her to recommit herself to her blog. It’s a pleasure knowing her, as she is brave, determined and happy!

Check out her blog at https://daniellaenough.wordpress.com/ and IG at daniella_enough

Beatus Manifestationes,
Nomadic Free Spirit

My Poetry Challenge

I thought it! I said it out loud! I did it!

As part of my theme this year, I wanted to push myself towards writing more poetry. I convinced my friend that we should do a writing challenge; we would alternate picking themes for the month, write at least three poems and send them as voice notes or messages to each other. My friend agreed, and we went on our 2020 journey. The theme for January was “Having the Strength to Let Go,” decided by yours truly!

At the end of January; we exchanged and listened/read. I was in awe by our creativity and amazingness. I would say I’m a good poet, but my friend is an amazingly creative being. Every time I read her poems, I’m intrigued by her use of words to convey her emotion! She is truly my poetry twin aside from being one of my closest friends! We continue to inspire and motive each other when it comes to writing, and without her motivation, I wouldn’t be able to share this poem:

For the Love of Happiness

She wakes up, and I bleed
I don’t understand why she allows me to do this
She forces herself to wake up to succumb to the mental enslavement, wake up to repeat the same tasks as yesterday in the name of a job
Brain says she needs this entrapment for survival, but I disagree
For all the times we have argued, this has been the worst; a body divided, a dream destroyed
I feel weaker each day; Heart cracks and the butterflies which once occupied the stomach turned into shards wounding her from the inside.
I was on the attack to gain as many supports to defeat Brain
He thought it was a good thing for one reason; it was a job, and that job was the reason we were able to live
It was a valid point, but it was just one.
That point reiterated as if it was the only job for her
I sensed that this reason was laced with fear, for whenever I spoke about the topic, I felt attacked.
I persisted. I fought. I won.
I fought logic with logic. I offered solutions, and it was agreed upon.
I got to be happy again, Brain felt a new form of security, and she was able to move on from a place she outgrew months ago.

Dara Pierre

The Theme for February is “The Comeback,” if you want to join us!

Beatus Manifestationes,
Nomadic Mind Wanderer