Giving Up Is Not an Option

Giving Up Is Not an Option

Don’t let negative people pull you down. If you fail – dust off and go again. Never to lose the opportunity to try again. Go at it again, but, from a different perspective or try something different altogether. You are going to start your own business, you want to be your own boss…then so be it. Year one passes, it doesn’t even get off the ground. Year three comes, business has started and may be booming…

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The Ocean Reminds Me

The Ocean Reminds Me

I can hear the waves crashing on the cliff, rising up in all of it’s glory. Loud… Rough… Even angry some may say, but to me…It’s Majestic… Powerful… Mighty… Calming Every time it strikes against the rock, it washed away the pain, washed away the hurt and turmoil leaving a sense of wholeness. It washes away the bitterness to bring a sense of sweet release. I can feel the negativity oozing out of my body…

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Are You There?

Are You There?

Come wipe these tears from my eyes,As they pour from within my soul,I feel so lost and alone,Are You There?Can You Hear Me?Can You See Me Reaching Out To You? Come break this mold from around me,It has taken a-hold of me,It has got me feeling down and alone,Not wanting to hear nor talk to anyone. Are You There?Can You Hear Me?Calling Out Your Name? I cry out to You but I can’t hear You,I…

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I AM

I AM

WHO AM I ?Or – WHO DO YOU SAY I AM…. I am free | I am happy | I am confident Lies, Lies, Lies I am tied down, I am weighed down I am oppressed, I am depressed I am tired of being who or what people think or want me to be. I pretend to be happy, I pretend to be free, I pretend to be confident when I’m not. I am falling…

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A New Beginning

A New Beginning

Morning has broken, like the first morning… Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird… Praise for the singing, praise for the morning ……..fresh from the word…… Eleanor Farjeon.   Sunrise beautiful… Sunlight streaming beautifully across the eastern sky Feel the freshness of the breeze as you inhale deeply,  Crisp and sharp is the breeze …. as it cuts across your face. Hair…..blowing wild and free, as you struggle to keep the blanket drawn close around…

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