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Friday, 15 December 2023

A WORRIOR OF THE HEART by Tahlia Hunter

"A WORRIOR OF THE HEART"
by Tahlia Hunter

"I am a warrior of the heart.

I am no greater or lesser than another.

I am able to love others

for I have learned to love myself

and love is no longer something I give or receive

but embody,

for the essence of who I am is love.

And if I am to love, then I will love,

and if I am to part from those I love,

then I will let go with love.

But in each encounter,

I will always love, no matter the pain,

for I know that in each experience lies wisdom,

and challenges only ever serve to strengthen me

and uncover the deeper love within me

that transcends all thought and emotion.

And on the path ahead,

I will move forward in peace,

trusting myself to make the best decisions

I am capable of making in each moment

with the knowledge I have at the time

And I do not fear falling

for I have proven time and time again

that I am capable of rising

And so long as I am living,

I will vow to live each moment fully,

experiencing all that life has to offer

and learning as much as I am able to learn

before returning home.

As I wake, I will hold my head high,

grateful for the gift of the day ahead

that lies before me

and I will look upon every being I encounter:

human, animal and plant

through the lens of love and compassion

striving to bring heaven to earth in each moment,

through each smile, compliment

and act of kindness.

And if others misunderstand me, criticise me or ridicule me,

then I will smile and wish them well on their path,

and take nothing they say or think personally,

for I am a warrior of the heart."

Words by Tahlia Hunter https://www.facebook.com/TahliaHunterBlog

Artwork by Corine Ko (image found on Pinterest). - about the artist: https://www.paragongallery.co.uk/gallery/corine-ko

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I SEE YOU by Rachel Marie Martin

"I SEE YOU"
by Rachel Marie Martin

I see you.

I see you behind the busy. Behind the keeping it all together. Behind the “I’m fine” and smiles.

I see you.

I see your strong, your giving, your caring.

I see your showing up even without the answers.

I see your tired, your sleepless nights, your worry.

I see you work through the worry and cling to possibility.

I see you.

I see your love, your hope, your belief in the good.

I see your caring and hours spent trying that no one sees.

I see you deal with guilt because you want to be the best you can be.

I see you.

I see that sometimes you need to be told how much you matter, that your giving makes a difference, that you are enough.

I see you.

I see how hard you try.

I see how you let go of comparison and try to be real.

I see you stumble and yet stand up again.

I see your brave.

I see your courage.

I see your heart.

I see you because you are like me.

We give, we love, we are brave.

Thank you.

You are enough.

I see you.

-Rachel

original words by me

Rachel Marie Martin

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THINKING OF YOU THIS CHRISTMAS by Joanne Boyle

"THINKING OF YOU THIS CHRISTMAS"
by Joanne Boyle

Thinking of you this Christmas,

as I do every other day.

I talk to you in my thoughts,

there's always so much to say.

I don't often speak about the weather,

small talk was never our thing.

We would talk about, well nothing,

to us that was everything.

Thinking of you this Christmas,

as I do every other day,

only at this time of the year,

I think of tinsel and your hair spray.

I remember those cosy nights.

The Christmas Spirit all around,

but that spirit is now you,

and in the memories that we found.

You are every twinkling light.

Every tune of every day.

Thinking of you this Christmas,

as I do every other day.

Joanne Boyle

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art Steffi Krenzek

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AN AFFIRMATION FOR A MISFIT by Tahlia Hunter

"AN AFFIRMATION FOR A MISFIT"
by Tahlia Hunter

Though I may feel like a misfit,

in truth, we are all misfits,

for no two people

who walk the Earth

see life

in an identical way.

Though I may feel like an outsider

and struggle to fit in with others,

this does not make me inferior,

for it is simply because

I am surrounded by those

who see the world

so vastly differently from me

that they fail to understand or appreciate me

and I am simply in need

of finding the spaces and places where I belong,

whether that be among people, animals or nature.

When I find myself feeling low,

or questioning my existence,

I may go out into nature

and look at all of the plants, animals and trees

and remind myself

that just as each of them is essential to life,

Life itself

would be incomplete without me

And like all whom have walked the Earth,

I am no lesser or greater than another

and my life is no less precious than another’s.

And while my purpose here

may not always be understood easily by others

it is no less magnificent than another’s.

And in feeling misunderstood,

I am connected

to all who have come before me

who have felt similarly isolated and rejected

yet, nevertheless, found their way

And I too, shall find my way,

for I am not the first

to walk this Earth

and feel like an outsider,

nor will I be the last.

But I may live my life in such a way

that those who come after me,

will feel less lonely and isolated,

for I have left it

a more loving and accepting place for all.

And on the days that I feel discouraged,

I will remind myself of this truth:

“I may never be accepted by others,

but I may always accept myself,

and the one that created life accepts me.

And that is the only acceptance

that I will ever need.”

Words by Tahlia Hunter https://www.facebook.com/TahliaHunterBlog

Artwork by Kate Morgan Art

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I LOVE YOU by Tahlia Hunter

"I LOVE YOU"
by Tahlia Hunter

"And how was it that you learned to love yourself?"

"Each morning I would wake up

and stare at my reflection in the mirror

and speak the words

"I love you."

Though I did not believe it at first,

I repeated this practice,

day after day,

and slowly, I started to notice

that I was treating myself

with more kindness

and compassion.

Then I started to notice

that I noticed my flaws less

and focused on the features I found beautiful.

Then I noticed

that I noticed my body less.

And then,

the more that I continued this practice of speaking to my reflection in the mirror,

day after day

and year after year,

I began to truly see myself

for the first time,

for it was no longer my body that I saw,

but my soul shining through.

And finally, I reached a point in my life,

where I did not need to speak in front of the mirror anymore,

because the words "I love you"

had become a part of who I was.

And I realised,

that never did I need to learn to love myself,

but simply to remember that I was love.

But by this time,

my skin was old, worn and wrinkled,

for the journey of remembering to love myself

had taken a lifetime.

And so my dear,

may you learn from my story,

and walk proudly with your head held high

letting the beauty of who you are shine through,

for you do not have to wait an entire lifetime to love yourself

as life itself loves you."

Words by Tahlia Hunter https://www.facebook.com/TahliaHunterBlog

Artwork by Katarína Vavrová Artist

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I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW by Becky Hemsley

"I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW"
by Becky Hemsley

“Goodnight my darling, I’ll see you tomorrow”

That is what we always said

As the night swallowed day and the moon made its way

To the darkening sky overhead

But one day my whole world was darkened

As tomorrow for you never came

And so now when I wake, there is only an ache

As I know I won’t see you again

And it’s hard to explain feeling empty

And yet so full of pain all at once

Like a door that’s been closed, yet left open, exposed

Like a spotlight on something that’s gone

And the thoughts of tomorrow are too much

So I’ve come for a walk on my own

And I’m breathing in now, like I’m just learning how

Asking why must I do this alone?

Then I realise that you are beside me

You’re the wind as it kisses my hair

You’re the birds and the flowers, the fresh April showers,

The leaves as they dance through the air

You are everything I can see life in

Like the feathers I find on the ground

And I suddenly see that the world beside me

Is where whispers of you can be found

So I’ll look out for signs that you’re with me

And in time they might lessen the sorrow

And as night swallows day, listen – you’ll hear me say

“Goodnight darling, I’ll see you tomorrow”

*****

Becky Hemsley 2022

Beautiful artwork by @endmion1 via Instagram

'I'll See You Tomorrow' is from my book of grief and loss poetry https://amzn.eu/d/1OVAIxN

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BUT I DIDN'T TELL HER by Becky Hemsley

"BUT I DIDN'T TELL HER"
by Becky Hemsley 2022

I remember sitting in a bar once and watching a woman dancing. She was so full of joy and life that I found it hard to take my eyes off her. She was mesmerising.

But I didn't tell her.

I remember being in the supermarket one day and seeing a woman who had matched her eye make up to the colours in her headscarf. Her eyes shone when she smiled and she looked beautiful.

But I didn't tell her.

I remember watching a fellow mum on the school run years ago. She had a toddler who kept stumbling, stopping to pick things up and pausing to point things out. The mum was so encouraging, patient and calm with her toddler, despite being in a rush herself. I remember thinking what a wonderful parent she was.

But I didn't tell her.

And how often have you probably been that person? Not the one noticing and saying nothing - but the one being noticed.

The one exuding calm, beauty and joy to such an extent that people will remember you years later as the person in the bar or the woman in the supermarket or the mum on the school run.

The one who was mesmerising. Beautiful. Wonderful.

And yet you'll never know because they never told you.

But they noticed you. I promise.

*****

Becky Hemsley 2022

Beautiful artwork by Amilka Olga Vercholamova

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