Month: December 2019

When rain knocks upon your window like an eager child, it’s important to remember that even the world cries. Even the sky that holds everything together falls apart from time to time.

How often we forget that we are just living between the lines of life, between aches and joys, between what is happy and what is sad within us. Sometimes we forget that we are not alone, that no one lives in perpetual bliss or perpetual sorrow. We are all just playing with light and darkness, and we’re trying to find our harmony.

Sometimes people don’t understand why we love the way we love, why we stay the way we stay. Sometimes people can’t comprehend that we don’t love because we want to, but instead, we love because we have someone else’s blood within our veins, we have someone else’s hands clenched tightly around our heart.

Love,

Carmen Monica

There are going to be days when you’ll wake up and feel this surge of energy flowing through your veins and know that you can accomplish everything you set your mind to.  You will feel like the mountain in front of you has just transformed into a small hill. Everything will make perfect sense, from the simplest tasks to the more complicated ones. Your mind will unclutter and you will see with perfect clarity what needs to be done. Your heart will sing a song of happiness, and joy, and peace, and you will know that you have reached a state of contentment that no longer requires anyone’s validation. After a very long time, you have become whole again and filled with a passion for living that you haven’t felt in ages. Heaviness has lifted from your shoulders and you know that your wings are ready. You are ready to soar into the highest skies and take the world by surprise once again with your power of rebuilding yourself.

It is then when you know that the long trip that has started a while back has brought you to the place you were always meant to reach. It might have taken you longer than others, but it was your journey and everything that you experienced was your style of interpreting life.

Some days you’ll have the need to hide from the world and its bustle and find yourself among art, and poetry and music. And these smalls acts of concealing yourself from the world have nothing to do with being weak. They are your way of recharging and finding harmony in a familiar place surrounded by the things you love most. Do what needs to be done to make yourself whole again, because you are all you have and the world needs what you have to offer.

Be pleased by the gifts bestowed upon you and don’t be shy to share them because you might be answering someone else’s prayer.

Love,

Carmen Monica