fear – haiku

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claws at your being

trying to pull you under

grips around your soul

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Living Our Best Life – fear

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Fear, just typing out this word makes me feel anxious. It is an emotion that I struggle with on a continuous basis.

I am sure there are many of you who live with a chronic illness 24/7 who are also in the same boat, and it is not a cruise or a party boat. Instead, it is one that you fear may sink, capsize, or may not make it to your preferred destination.

So my question for you today is, IF you experience fear, how do you handle this emotion?

As always, thank you so very much for stopping by today. I appreciate each and EVERY one of you who visit here, you are a blessing.

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life has a way of leaving us with scars…….well traveled paths embedded into our brains dictating to us how we view and experience life, how we see ourselves and the way we react to life’s experiences.

many times we are not even conscious of these thoughts…….they have been implanted, taught or rehearsed over many years………

much like the sand, the wind manipulates by force how to display itself with out even asking for permission…..

today, I am sending out a gentle reminding that YOU have feet, you CAN move in a positive direction, you can begin to CHANGE your thoughts, beliefs, desires, and choices………only you can take away the power of the past.

soar above

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Don’t allow your body to physically trap your mind

Your body may hold you back at times but that does not mean your mind must stay in the cage

Allow your thoughts to go free

Free to soar above the pain, confusion, and fear

Free to see yourself from an unanchored perspective

Where the beauty is abundant

living our best life – today

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With all the stressful things going on around the world, it takes a huge toll on our minds and therefore our bodies.  Those of us who live with chronic illnesses have very legitimate reasons to be concerned.  But instead on dwelling on the scary, we are going to focus on one postive thing we can do today to bring about contentment, joy, relaxation, or any feeling that is the opposite from the ball of stress you may have rolling around inside you.

So, my question for today is, “What is one thing you can do this very day to allow yourself to feel at ease in the world, even for a little while?”

 

~ I am praying for every single one of you beautifully amazing people, now go be amazing, even if it is from the four walls of your room.  

“Peace is always beautiful.” —Walt Whitman

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living our best life possible – JUST SAY IT!

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Through all the years I have lived with chronic illnesses, I have felt the pressure to say that I was ok, even when I absolutely was not.  These pressures may have come from my internal desire to be well, not wanting to admit that I was sick, or living, if only briefly, in a fantasy world of being normal.  Or it could be a result of societal pressures, of people not wanting to know the truth of illness, or hear about others’ problems because it is way more fun to listen to happy stories.  Maybe it was because I heard, “you don’t look sick” one too many times.  Maybe I was tired to hearing people tell me how so-and-so was cured from some new thing.  I am guessing it is a combination of reasons.

I have always felt looked down upon when I spoke the truth.  That I was being judged for being ill, that somehow it was my fault, and that I was not working hard enough at healing.  Whether or not this was true, it was how I felt, so it was my reality.

There are days I want to open my back door, step outside and scream, “This sucks ass!”  Yep, I just swore, trust me, God can handle my truth, even if others can’t.  Who am I expecting to hear this?  My chickens?  My neighbors?  No, just every single person I have ever lied to when I said I was ok.

So, is there something you have always wanted to say about your illness, but have been too afraid?  Something you have wanted to scream to the world, yourself, or others?  NO JUDGEMENT HERE!

Sometimes is takes us being very, very honest with ourselves and others before we can even have a snowball’s chance in hell to begin the very long road to healing. 

 

fear

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fear

seeps into your mind like an early morning fog,

slowly expanding into all the open trenches

unfilled spaces

finding places in the mind you didn’t know existed

enlarging to leave no room for productive thoughts

protecting its position like a vicious dog guarding it’s home

settling in like the dust in the carpet

seemingly unnoticed and determined to anchor down for the long haul

 

I am ready to clean house

sweeping it out, not under the rug

searching for all the hiding places

wanting to turn this into a childhood game i no longer want to play

i will find you

searching, one-by-one, the hidden rooms of my mind,

evicting the fear and pain

refilling the room with light and love and hope

 

slamming the door shut with a vengence

securing the deadbolt and allowing the love to expand to fill each and every room.

 

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soar

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Shatter the cage your body imprisons your mind with

Allow your spirit to remain free

To soar above the pain,

chaos

and

confusion

fear

and

uncertainty

Instead observe the magnificent beauty that surrounds you

Hidden by your perceived reality

 

~ wendi is the author of two books, which can be viewed here

 

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