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For each breath is a gift.

Life ?

How’s it going ?

Definitely not like I imagined.

I had this vision. Study a professional course, have some years of experience and someday have my own office, my own cabin. Be the boss of my life. Earn and enjoy life, never once forgetting to thank God.

But that vision is lost in time. Now , I’m not sure what I once wanted is what I need at this hour.

I never once imagined me having a blog, being a writer, making pic quotes, writing a book, inspiring a few , connecting emotionally with many, and fighting the odds of racism, mental work harassments, and body shaming. 

I never imagined that I would see the truth about  the thing I very much once wanted, that it did not have the sparkle I had falsely seen in it. I’m not entirely sure where my happiness lies, at this moment.  Maybe it’s this phase of confusion, I need some much needed “Me time” to decide the route out of my crises.

There are tons of things we never imagined or thought of. Yet they happen to us. Tons of lessons we hoped we never would ever face, yet we become the victims, tons of cautions we undertake, yet the damage is done. Things that we can’t really control, things that throw us off our pendulum. So at unease, leaving us at a terrifying phase. 

And then, we sit to wonder , what did go wrong ? what were the mistakes?

Take enough me time. To delve more deeply into your own self, trying to understand what your life is , trying to understand the situations you face, if you can go through it, or if you have a way out, if you wish to take that way out ? or not? But in the first place if you want to go through it. A choice

A choice is what most often changes every chapter of our life. And sometimes these very choices end up with “what ifs ?” and “whys?” .

Could be a toxic relationship we chose to be in, or decided to break free of, that’s a chapter of love and break up. Pretty messy. 

What if you had chosen to never give it a chance in the first place ? 

There would be no messy chapter, no rough life lessons to learn about letting go and building yourself.

The immence growth that we see in us , after every changing sphere of our lives, is the maturity we are gifted, with the very life lessons that come from hurt, grief, missery, anxiety and broken trust, the very lessons we hope to never face. Yet we must . 

Have courage, to encounter such challenges that crush you time and again, no matter how excruciating the pain or the phase of hopelessness is. 

Because these are the very dawns to our days of victory. Victory over being our true brave mature self.

Fun and frolic is a very essential segment of our life, let not the burden of growth through painful encounters and crises, make you give up on finding growth through laughter.

Because as much as pain and crises tear us apart so we learn how to rebuild our selves from our ashes, so does laughter and happiness heal all our empty spaces.

We need a balance of both , happiness to air float and heal and feel gratuitous, and sadness to keep us grounded and hopeful, and understand the depths of life. 

Life is in those million mini seconds, where your heart squeezes with happiness at a baby laughing, where your eyes shed tears when you are mourning, where you can smile despite a chaotic phase, where you have and acknowledge the many things and people that add something of them to every of your days and nights. 

Life is in these zillion pieces, where you breathe, through the highs and lows, and often forget to  realise what a gift indeed it is to breathe, and stay alive.

Praise the Lord. Praise you Jesus.

Thank you lord, for saving and protecting my loved ones. Thank you for the gift of our lives.

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An act of APPRECIATION.

A simple act of appreciation means that you value, regard highly, praise, admire , respect , treasure something/someone enough to make it heard/visible in words or actions.

It shows that you have a spirit of humility and compassion, and you know when to appreciate and what to.

Anything or anyone worthy of praise , should be appreciated, let not your tongue cut off what they rightfully deserve.

Appreciation is never a fake act. What might we refer as fake appreciation is over blown flattery.

​I have often come across people who lack the ability to appreciate others.

Appreciating others does not make you less important, it makes an impression that you aren’t bitter.

Is it so difficult to say two words of kindness to make someone know how you value what they do, their acts, their works, their words, can be anything .

How many times do we admire nature and are filled with wonder?

Do we ever look up and tell God , that HE is indeed an Amazing Creator ?

That His plan for us is so beautiful?

That His love for us is so deeply satisfying?

How often do we appreciate our mother’s food ? her arduous work keeping our home together? her love for always prioritizing us – her children?

How often do we appreciate our Dad for his dedication towards us ?

How often do we appreciate our siblings’ best qualities without spite ?

How often do we look at our best friend, and thank them, for their presence?

How often do we appreciate a work of art, creativity, words or any other work done ?

It is put together by someone, someone took efforts, it did help you in some way, or may be of no benefit to you , yet you took a moment to admire, does it hurt to put your admiration into words ?

If you are super beautiful or talented and filled with so much pride, you often can’t stand when others – the one’s you tag as simpletons outstanding you.

Why the bitterness? If they can appreciate your beauty, the least you could do is return the favor with kind truthful words of appreciation.

Being honest with your praise does not hurt your soul but perhaps your ego.

Appreciating or praising often is the way to water the garden of goodness in you. You can see for yourself when you learn to be more appreciative of life and people, the small difference it makes has a butterfly effect.

Small ripples make great changes.

There is power in Praise. We know that. The more we praise God , the more we see our life change for better. Do not restrict yourself to God alone. Praise God, and His creations, that also includes your-own-self . See the ripple effect of kind words and actions to God, people around and you.

Remember, if they who appreciate turn to be as bitter as your non appreciative tongue, there will remain no one someday, to appreciate what was once your ace but now the reason for your spite.

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Heroes always survive .

Beneath this façade of fake smiles,

buried were tons of lies,

as deep her wounds were,

she simply continued to survive,

and when faith was lost,

and hope was burnt,

a reason would she always find,

one small ray,

one small smile,

to make her want to thrive,

and from the depths of an ocean ,

she was the fire that burnt alive,

from the remains of her ruins,

she was the Phoenix born again to life,

and as the mighty ocean soaked her through,

she would still have courage

to have a leap of faith for a good flight,

and as she plunged into the unknown,

soaked in the sun,

her burdens leaving her torn,

with wings that never gave up, 

she would still fly,

because she was meant to soar,

to live and thrive,

she was her own hero,

and heroes always survive.


_ L E A N D R A _

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It is alright.

She was once that person who could love unconditionally, 

she could forgive without being asked for fogiveness ,

she could hear all unspoken wishes, and she’d try to give you her best self even when you wouldn’t deserve it.

You’d be annoyed with her care, cause it made you guilty, because you knew deep down , she was the angel you envied. 

She could take away your darkness, give you her light, Even though it was killing her, 

she’d do it without spite, and you knew she was just too much, much more then you could ever want.

So as you always do, you’d hurt her, leave her troubled,

never once bother to reply to her worried words,

yet each day she would wait for your return,

hope for a change , because she was smitten.

Until your coldness, chilled her soul,

you played along as she walked on burning coals,

It didn’t bother you, to see the sorrow in her depths,

all you wanted was what you thought was best.

And so when you left.

She didn’t just die her natural death,

but she ripped herself to shreds,

and let time help her rebuild herself,

now the likes of you 

cannot ever seek refuge in her living remains.

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Ages back she said this one thing 

“You are too dramatic.”

and it still bothers me like a thorn beneath my feet.

And I want to make peace.

I don’t really know in what context she said it.

If being overly emotional about things is being dramatic  , then I don’t know how to be the normal version you’d prefer. So I’ll stick to being dramatic.

I am pretty sure there are people like me who have such an atomic composition where we are just born sensitive, and I’m one of those that will be in tears for a stupid emotional movie even if that’s among a 100 people in a theatre, pretty much why I avoid sad movies.

Ask me if I would prefer any disney movie or action movies like Batman or Spiderman or Ironman or series like Sherlock Homes, or  Once upon a time, or TVD or even Horror movies (no one should scream in my ears)…. I’m your buddy to enjoy a marathon of them with or without popcorn.

If this will be reason for you to get a chance to call me childish, then  Hey …I am that.

If caring and loving blindly and selflessly  was me being fake, then ,ouch, I’m sorry, it took me so long, but I , now , don’t invest my emotions and faith in just any person.

If my care of messaging was an issue of frustration and nagging, then its great , now I don’t really bother texting or calling anyone.

If you could ignore my presence , to be with people that make you look cool, then , Thanks again, I’m making space for people who can appreciate my presence.
I assure you ,

when I am silent , it is my voice that you shall miss,

when I am not the one motivating , it is my words that will create a void,

when I will have buried all that I wrapped,

my presence will never be yours to cherish.

Because when you couldn’t value what I was,

then you don’t get to watch who I become.
Thank you for the blessons,

I can now so relate to me.

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Major life alterations happen when you have more disappointments from people you invest in.

Everyone realises this in time, that it’s best to expect the least from people you naturally expect the most.
But Hey… they are the major #Blessons … Appreciate it.

Take life as it comes.
and start belonging to your soul.
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#confessions (P.S. Probably the last of Finding me series. )

Agitated writer’s grumbling.

This happens far too often.

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How us writers end up bugging some friends so much that they kinda stop bother checking out your blogs, and in time, you just end up not sending them the links, because well you just realize it’s pointless.

Well, I am so not sorry to have bombarded my blog or IG a/c with numerous posts and updates , because me ?…I often get hit by a WRITERS BLOCK. And that time sometimes stretches for months and weeks and days. And it’s bad.

So each time there’s this flow of words and blissful flood of inspiration, it’s like an energy we got to tap, right there, right then, to produce something raw and remarkable, and forgive me if I do just that.

That’s usually how creative minds work. Don’t they ?

If there’s like this one day we get that whole halo of magical drive to write and sketch or paint or doodle or anything, then why the hell not do we not work on it.

Your irritation isn’t reason enough I stop my chance to enjoy moments of happiness.

Well , I did have some of you point it out and mock on my face, and that coming from people I count on, kinda made me realize maybe I put my faith in the wrong ones all this time.

It’s good to realize certain things and make changes , no one wants to invest too much where its so clearly unnecessary.

Damn right , I’m emotional and sensitive. But then again if I have been involved in your life, I am truthfully giving you my best self .

But sometimes I figure that’s not what some need. They need to see the different aspects you can be.

And in times when I choose my calm, and treasure my silence, in this solitude,

I’m finally fine without the many mocking voices to have called once my own people.

Bless you,

L E A N D R A.

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The many phases of my heart.

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Maybe if I’d have listened to my mom all those years back, I could have been a professional Artist or illustrator by now….

But then my stubborn mind chose a different path….

And I’m still defining what I am…with the glorious pixie dust heart.
Seems like I did use some to charm my dear life, and see ! it’s not too late to claim to be what I am inside.

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Our heart goes through a hell lot as we grow up, sometimes the circumstances be unbearable and over whelming. And sometimes in this roller coaster ride called life you have some thrilling happy sappy moments.

The journey from teens to youth to adulthood is quite a gypsy ride. Lot of things get tossed aside, denials, temptations, lifestyle changes, socio-psycho environment changes and so on.

All you want at this phase of growing up is attention -in a positive way , to be tagged as hot or coolest or smartest or to be the favorite with the most sassiness or to be the slayer.

Your heart soars with the number of likes and comments increasing on your social media accounts, and there ….. just there.. another door to self glorification also in other words known as evil pride and ego is opened and unknowingly worshiped.

Fitting in – often makes us lose our most authentic self.

We tend to forget what we are, who we are in our most raw form and start believing in the fake facades we put up to fit in perfectly with the weird world.

And the downside of all this is that, when we face a setback or a failure , we are so disoriented as to what is real and what is not, because even the false is made to appear real. We do this to us. and then , the time we take to realize and get ourselves together , accept the true value of our bare true self without the many masks we had donned,

that process of acceptance is painful, and torturous but also freeing.

Even broken with a million pieces, we are still together, and each piece has our soul in it.

I have come to a realisation that, it is no point trying to fix a broken heart that tears apart on every disappoinment and betrayal. What actually matters is the maturity one gains in the process, where you know that you are at peace with youself even with the broken pieces- I’d love to refer as pixie dust.

{Pixie dust means A substance or influence with an apparently magical effect that brings great success or luck.)

We have magic within. This magic is Hope. All we need is to hold on to our Hope and have a leap of faith and trust the timing of your life. Because God will never let you down.

Good things are happening. All around you. for you. See the positive in the negative.

Change your perspective.

And start believing unless you want me to prove to you by sprinkling my pixie dust on you and having you under my spell.

And hey before I take my leave, “Don’t you forget to sprinkle some love on yourself, each day. Self love is how you can harbor kindness and let it grow within. Told ya! pixie dust comes handy . See ? from love to kindness to goodness and what not. Smile now.”

Much Love and Blessings,

L E A N D R A.

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