More Than a Glimpse

Shutters closed, drapes lowered, lights off! Everything just stumbles into darkness.  Everything but a small glimpse of hope! Pillows fluffed, eyes drooping, body tucked in trying to relax, my soul drifts away looking down at her dwelling place.  My soul shivers, quivers, and then dwindles.  My soul is ready to leave and abandon her ship but feels chained and buried down under so much unexplainable weight.  My soul aches with every movement, every twitch, and every 'ah and ooh' that the body hollers at her.

She looks down at the horrible prison of so called body then looks back at that small glimpse of light. She feels that lingering pain and those twitching aches, and wishes to escape into that glimpse of light.  At moments like these, she wants to escape that fragile body so bad that she is willing to risk it all! She wants to escape that feeling of soreness, sadness, and nothingness and go into that small glimpse of light hoping for a place where there is no more sorrow and no more pain.

Every night, when everything is so alarmingly quiet, my soul tries to escape but something stronger pulls her back again into that despicable body!  Every night, my soul soars for a second only to be pulled back into this horrible dwelling. She tries to understand what makes this body's control overwhelming when in reality, it's only drenching and suffocating!

In that short second,my soul soars in search of that power that ties her down into that awful body; that power that makes all this sorrow worthwhile and all this pain bearable. She tries to understand why despite what the body uses from all sorts of pain to smack her down, she still wakes up every morning to go through all of it one more time.  She looks through that glimpse of light searching for an answer and for the reason to find it all summed up in one word, which is hope.

My soul fights every night to wake up for a hope of a new day, a new moment, and a better future. She hopes for a new day with her loved ones, a new moment of pride and accomplishment that she sees in each one of her kids, and a better future full of tender smiles, warm hugs, and affectionate kisses. My soul sleeps every night despite all what my body inflicts on her, knowing for sure that what is to come, will be worth more than just a glimpse. 

Real or Fake?

Sometimes in life, we come across so many people who we think are living an extraordinary life or even a normal one. We look at their outward appearances, their possessions, and the way they conduct themselves and we stand in awe, or envy them for what we see not knowing that deep inside where we cannot look lies something else, something different. Deep inside lies pain, struggles, disappointments, sadness, tragedy, and so on!!

We get to know these people at work, at school, at camps, at sports and we form an idea of what their life looks like based on the little time we spent with them. We think they are happy because of what they wear, ride, buy, spend, live in, and eat but do we really know these people?! Did we take enough time to peel these outer layers to look inside deep enough to know how they really live and how they really feel?!

Sometimes we take these people and what they do for granted thinking that they will manage whatever we throw at them because they are physically, emotionally, and financially capable not realizing that they could be so fragile and waiting to shatter in a moment! They could be in more need than we think!

Do we ever think of what our words could do to these people? We may think a simple statement we spew at them is nothing when in reality, it could be a dagger that pierces their inner most causing more damage than we have ever expected.

What happens if we are given a microscope that allows us to look deep inside the people we think we know? What do you think we will see and find? Would our findings meet our expectations? Who knows? Let's be mindful of the fact that others could be struggling as much as we are but are good at hiding it!

A Lonely Girl's Dream

Somewhere, faraway in this world, someone lives so alone and in desperate need of love and happiness.  What would happen if this person and I would meet and share this loneliness and emptiness?  Would life change or would it stop to a non-existing reality?  Is it clear in anyone's mind how it feels to always be in need but never be fulfilled?  I wonder what it means to reach a fulfillment state where a person can actually get what they need and give what is needed?  Sometime in the future, I believe that I will meet a person who will lift me up  and fulfill my dreams, a person that I will help experience the same.  I guess I can wait for that future but the question is for how long?  I do not know and I cannot answer that but I know for sure that dreams are wonders in which a person can create their own reality that no one can take away or break down.  It is a reality in which only happiness exists and magic can be achieved.  I love to dream and dreams are my life.