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Bare page 15 : Lifeline Foundation

So Lifeline Foundation has been in motion in my heart, mind and spirit for a while now like many things and ideas iv let slip by without making them tangible or a reality. I have been waiting for the right time, for me to be in the right place in life…right amount of money etc. But i know il never do it if i keep waiting and its too important for me not to do anything about it.

By announcing my foundation, i believe im starting the creation process. Lifeline Foundation is a foundation dedicated in bringing awareness to conscious living and living with purpose. Its intention is to feed the soul, awaken the human experience and to bring about healing right from the core..It came partly from realizing that a lot of people felt empty in a lot of ways and how the graveyards are full of stolen dreams and unrealized potential. Some of this emptiness manifests in depression, anxiety, overeating and a bunch of other diseases. Zimbabwe right now has people living in anxiety and stress…a lot of young people are dying suddenly and i strongly believe a lot of it has to do with emptiness, loss of hope and faith. Most people end up not doing the things they are most passionate about and im passionate about waking that passion again and setting it on fire…boom!!! At first i wanted to bring awareness to those diseases but i did not want the focus to be on the disease but the cure.The blog Maggie’s Diary is meant for that cause and any writing that i will ever do in future.

And starting next week Monday im starting a running club in Mutare. Any woman or man, child.. who has been struggling with their weight and wants start a healthy program can join us. I only have 2 people currently (who don’t know its a club yet kkkk) and hopefully i wont be the only one in the club lool. I will be if i have to lol but i think i have found the cause of why i struggled with my weight and why i have managed to maintain it. Running has a lot to do with it. So i want to share my solutions and whats worked for me. So those in Mutare, let me know if you are interested.

Some of my posts have had people sending me messages in my inbox for advise or to just talk so please feel free to email me on lifelinefoundationzw@gmail.com or inbox me on FB . Follow Lifeline on Twitter, Margaret Chideme @ Lifelinezw (is that how u write twitter names?) hameno lol…and dont forget to follow the blog on https://maggiesdiary.com for all my personal life experiences and thoughts on issues that matter to me. I will also be starting a youtube channel this month…who says i need tonnes of money for this…shoot, im doing this πŸ™‚

Bare page 14 …Find your light..written for me and for YOU

I think the worst type of death is spiritual death especially if its a spiritual suicide. What do i mean? I mean we are encoded with some passion and dream and a truth that each breath we breathe gives us an opportunity to reveal. And there’s a sacred mystery about this truth for everyone which makes it even more exquisite and beautiful coz its rare…it only exists in you. Its paradoxically the beauty and the pain of it thats awesome and tragic because once its lost, it can never manifest itself any other way coz it was only meant to come out through you. I think if we looked at the sacredness of our truth like that, we would see it through .The thing that keeps us awake at night…that force within us crying to come out that we have stifled in silence.When we ignore, conform to a universal “truth”, yet we denounce and dishonor our very own sacredness. We dishonor the God trying to reveal himself through us. We have lived almost in an automated state…living life daily doing empty and meaningless tasks…jobs that we absolutely hate…relationships that dishonour our worth…we have forgotten who we are. We have lost faith in the magic of life and forgot the power that is latent in failure, falling and mistakes. For there is no failure unless we give up and each fall is enveloped by a potential rise…each mistake pregnant with opportunity for growth…We have become so scared to even try inorder to avoid any disappointment. We have spiritually died. living in a fake shell of an imposter of our true self…we let our candle blow out coz of the pain and disappointment and we have ignored our still inner compass and voice and our lives have lost the wonder and the potential of greatness within us…thats worse than death itself. Its more important to find your light…more important to honor your feelings and desires…if your cup doesnt overflow, anything else you are giving out to the world is a mug of poison and lies…Your honest true pure voice is more important than the voices of others that you hear about yourself because its only you who knows what you desire..only you knows the purpose of your existence…u just are not willing yet to find it..u need not excuse yourself from the automated patterns of society…neither do you need to explain and apologise for your unique path chosen…Knowing who you are and following it through is a greater service to humanity because YOU are the only you…Listen…Believe and Know…no matter the consequences…follow it through xoxox

Bare page 13….Bless

I really need people to take responsibility for the kind of energy they are bringing to me…i need to learn to do that…and hold them accountable for it. There are people who literally drain the life out of someone because they themselves are leaking of energy and are trying to feed off of you to replenish themselves…unintentionally of course most of the time…then there are people who just bring hope and love and laughter and light. You can tell this when you meet someone the very first time and you can name those in your life currently who do that…this is not for you to develop resentment towards them but to empower yourself to know what you can accept in your life and what you shouldn’t accept…with all due respect. I sure hope i can learn to also take responsibility for the kind of energy i give out to the world.I have consciously started to try to do that….i will consciously be better at it tomorrow and each day im given to live.

I haven’t ran in a while…i haven’t written too and i have been feeling tired and drained of late. When i feel that way i know im off track somehow somewhere…either im the bad energy or someone is dracularizing my energy lol… but tomorrow morning im running again. When i run now, i visualize light flowing through me and i visualize this light radiating around me as far as possible until it fills infinite space. Then everyone i pass when i run, i bless them. I intentionally send good energy and vibes to them and bless them and their day. Running has become a spiritual practice for me…just as writing has been for me…for me thats more real a prayer than most things i have tried in the name and face of prayer…forever grateful Mark T T Muzariri and don’t forget to bless a stranger today. I surely bless you…just because!!!!

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Bare page 12: Day 7: 30 day love letters to myself

Dear Maggie

I don’t know why its been so hard to keep writing these love letters to you but a promise is a promise, so il pick up from where i left off. I want to tell you that i love your mind. I love the magic that lives and plays in your mind. I love the magic in your eyes and the magic in your heart. Let that shine through always.

Love always

Maggie

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Bare Page 11 : Heart Opener

The older i get, the more of a “nerd” im becoming. I blame most of this on the weird conversations that i had with Laura Munodawafa my cousin, a few years ago, who is like an encyclopedia. We spent hours talking on her veranda in Melbereign drinking wine and eating top deck chocolate about the weirdest things u can think of lol.I have slowly turned into her by watching and reading all sorts of material. You should see me watching Stephen Hawkins’ shows about scientific discoveries…i will be completely glued and engrossed and my heart will be beating at an incredible speed with excitement of whatever new discovery i would be watching..I have a curious hungry mind thats keeps me searching for the answers for the different mysteries that surround us. My latest obsession is about space of late. I watch the stars at night when i can with my daughter and i love doing that with her coz she asks me questions that make me think of something i would have never otherwise thought of like, where is the moons’ dad, mommy? A child’s mind is so refreshing to be around because its full of fresh untainted ideas and questions…its like seeing the world with a new pair of eyes to give you a different perspective to your own tainted one. Unfortunately we have dismissed children’s minds as “childish” yet there is power in thinking that way….its creative power because its new and not conditioned by years of socialization.

So i was watching this space video sometime today on YouTube and my God, i literally almost had a heart attack coz my heart was beating too fast….when i watch the stars and im stressed, im reminded of how trivial my current problem is and how small i am compared to the majesty of the universe..how Majestic the God i believe in is, to not know about my problem and not have a solution already even before i ask for help….How vast this universe is..how infinite…how i have no inkling of the bigger picture of my life alone. I’m also reminded that this universe was intricately designed by a Creator that cannot be boxed into a single or in multiple or million verbal descriptions…so intricately designed such that as small as i am, my small daily decisions have a butterfly effect on so many lives i may not know of. How maybe this piece of collected words im writing now can affect someone and another from them and so forth so my life as small as it is, as seemingly insignificant is yet also majestic because there is 1 in 400trillion for me to be born again as me…and that i am a part of a plan.Scientist have discovered that the universe might be infinite and that it seems like there is some order to it all, pointing to a God or Intelligence directing it all…everything is so intricate in design its unbelievable yet grand in collection…the paradox bring tears to my eyes coz only my soul can grasp its beauty and my mind cannot fully comprehend it…from our weather, to the conditions of our existence. If the pull of gravity was a millionth off the current settings, we could not exist…how each thing…every single thing in this universe is unique and there in an infinite unique things…this just blows my mind completely..DNA was discovered to have an intelligence in it…God has a vision for creation encoded in every single living or dead thing…there is a plan to it all, even before you were complete…a vision encoded in my DNA and my unique fingerprints that cannot be ever reproduced in another being again…im that small and also that unique and a part of this master plan by this unfathomable Creator. That’s what space reminds me of…of my own potential and strength and the absolute magic of life. And i know and have faith that everything is unfolding the way its supposed to. I was created intentionally and even when things don’t seem to be falling in place or are confusing, there is a plan…the vision is already encoded in me and i have this great and noble responsibility to live it out to its completeness…i have no choice than to live out my purpose. I am a manifestation of Gods vision of me and He has one unique vision of me…i just can’t…its huge.

I had a dream a few days ago whereby i dreamt we were in this world of darkness and death and fear…i was so afraid such that at some point i surpassed fear by deciding that i was going to fight this darkness in search for light with 2 other people who were in my dream. So it was kinda movie style this dream and i think there was vampires or a virus that could be transmitted from a bite lol..so we were constantly running from people with this virus….but when we decided we were going to fight this, we traveled and found light..it was just a few roads away, literally….we found a part of the world that was normal. We even discovered you could be healed from this virus if you intentionally asked for this healing yourself. I remember thinking in my dream…wow, we were living in a box…how did we not know this other part and these strengths were possible…that we had the healing power within us. It was a strange dream but i woke up with that lesson. That your world and problems are just a boxed up version of reality…there is more beyond the limitations of our mental prisons. Can you imagine if u could view your experiences in their completeness how your purpose and life could change?…instead of seeing the road thats only in-front of you, you see you walking on this path from a satellite point of view…from a universal point of view…from a space point of view…can you see little you walking in a path from planet earth…how do your opportunities grow? How do the possibilities change when you can see all the roads that are available for you to walk in, coz in reality, from a space point of view, there are many roads…yet when you are walking in that road oblivious to the bigger picture, you only see that one road for as far your eyes can see, which is not very far…you see the hurdles right in front of you but not the solutions ahead. I mean wow, space is real…far realer than the 4 walls you see surround you. There is a bigger picture to all this and there is absolute magic in that…endless hope and majestic awesomeness. Amen!!!
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Page 10: Simple things

So I’d been itching to run since morning but it was raining almost all day. I made a bet with Mark T T Muzariri that I’d run more miles than him this month but I’d missed 2 days of running while he slayed an easy 30kms plus in 2 days…talk about insane!!!! So I had to catch up. I couldnt afford another day wasted. Finally it seemed to have stopped so I quickly put on my running gear before the rain could come back again. But even before I’d run 100m, it started to pour. I realized even if I ran back home I’d be so wet so I decided to continue as far as I could just so I could squeeze in a run. But oh my goodness was I in for a surprise. I completely loved running in the rain !!!!I ran about 7kms while it rained. Can you imagine running in the shower while listening to Prince…the most beautiful girl in the world…Thobela…Kofi Olomide, The greatest Sia..Break every chain….etc. I ran past a bunch of teenage boys who cheered for me and screamed “Heyiiiii” as I ran by…I totally felt like superman combined with ninja turtle power on the red carpet…slaying!!!! I imagined watching myself running in slow mo in the rain as I passed by a shopping center full of people hidding away from this wonderful phenomenon. I’m sure if some could catch up with me, they would have wanted to have what I’d smoked to run in pouring rain like that. I denied some good samaritans the opportunity to earn brownie points in heaven as I chose to continue in the thunder and down pour than get a ride home….the music was fantastic!!! The rain felt good on my skin…I felt sexy too…. until I got home and realized I looked more like a wet road runner than a sexy siren conquering the rain…lol…I’m sure I had the most stupid looking grin on my face while I ran. I sometimes broke into a crazy dance move when I thought the road was clear of people. I met a few concerned souls hidding away in their umbrellas and some who looked a bit scared ….of me lol…I ran those beautiful 7kms with sometimes one of my eyes stuck in a half wink and the other eye as the sacrificial soldier as it watched for cars and dead lizards in the road. The ishwas came hitting my face and some almost making it into my mouth. I guess those who were watching saw a crazy woman but I felt fabulous I tell you!!!! This was definitely the best run ever!!! I completed my run with a bodyroll to Set it off I suggest oh set it off on the left oh set it off…come on now set it off (this song will for sure tell u ndakura lol. I doubt any teenager knows that song). Now let’s hope my phone survives all that water coz the pictures I took are sooo hazy..I dare u to have ur very own walk or run in the rain and please do share with me your experience…#simplymagic!!!

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Page 9… Mercy

I made a promise to myself. I promised I’d let all my walls fall…bit by bit…brick by brick. I promised myself that I’d be as vulnerable and as naive as I was before I became numb, always smiling as if everything is ok and “strong”…and I promised I’d let it show as much as I possibly could. I had been killing myself slowly with all this numbness and “strength” that did not allow me to breakdown…or be angry..or just be me…the numbness that protected me from the pain but disconnected me from my soul…The day I realized that alone was letting me live while “dying” I decided I’m better off exposed. I now work towards undoing all my beliefs of the perfection I thought was required of me…I work on it daily…I work on it religiously and consciously now…I am courageously facing me with no inner make-up or plastic surgery.. I’m working towards imperfection, because perfection is a societal conception and a standard which “commonizes” our individuality.. many of us can strive for it but lose our uniqueness in the process. Being unique equals “imperfection” coz it’s not like any other.. uniqueness is what we have to bring to the world coz no one else could do it now or in a million years exactly like you do it….I’m slowly remembering myself. I remember me when I was younger…who believed in the very best of people…the me with less stress in my eyes….the carefree spirit that I was born to be. When I’d climb trees and sit on top of roofs…I remember that feeling of freedom….freedom to be me… I see her and she’s every moment nearer…she’s nearer when I breathe slowly…taking in every beautiful breath in gratitude…I see her when I accept me and my vulnerability and when I spread out my arms in prayer..with no hesitation in my offering…my now daily prayer “use me and mould me….I accept…I hear You now clearly…I choose mercy…I choose me as you made me to be..” ….yes I acknowledge that the world is full of all sorts cruelty..all kinds of people…many of those who have broken my heart a million times…yet when we look at the “cruel” world, we forget the many of times when we have been the one to hurt others. Imagine how we passionately understand “our story” and how the “enemy” in that breath is soooo wrong…how about we flip it and realize this “enemy” feels exactly the same way we do…in their own way…You cannot fight darkness…any sort of darkness with more darkness…only with light….unfortunately most of this light is seen as weakness..Most of us are forced to “self” medicate our pain but only mercy and seeing ourselves in each other…our similarities….mercy I think is right where healing…deep healing lies. Forgive everyday…everyday…because anything else is just adding to this madness coz remember we are each other’s mirrors…we all are doing the best we can and this statement is true no matter which context you put it in…no matter how “bad” someone can be…choose mercy and dare to be you…every single day and your life will be worthwhile…

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Page 8 : Day 6 : 30 day love letters to myself

Dear Maggie

Your greatness!!!!! Your greatness is unfounded. It is like none other because you are unique as you are. I want to tell you that i love that greatness…the one already showing and the one that is yet reveal itself. Embrace what you have achieved and do not feel unworthy to fight for what you deserve. You have done well and don’t hesitate to claim your greatness…walk with it, bathe in it and live in it.

I swear im going to have to tell you this for this whole entire month so that you can get it in your head.

Love you forever

Maggie πŸ™‚

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Page 7 : Day 5 : 30 day love letters to myself

Dear Maggie

I love that you are relentless!!! Its courageous…maybe borderline stubborn lol but i love it anyways…Talk about not giving up. When you know something in your heart u stick by it and never give up. May you continue to be relentless about the things you truly care about and the world will smile at you. You never need to settle…for anything.

Yours always

Maggie

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Page 6 : Day 4 : 30 day love letters to myself

Dear Maggie

I really love that you make mistakes. I love that you screw up once in a while. Your biggest lessons you have learnt through mistakes and the best changes you have made were because of mistakes.

I feel i need to remind you that my love for you is not based on good attributes. I want to remind you that there are no prerequisites for worthiness. You do not have to be anything or be anyone to be worthy. It is your birth right and the mistakes are just lessons to be learnt on your journey and not something to disqualify you from being worthy of love from me or anyone for that matter and especially God.

To live fully is to show yourself fully…no hiding…no shaming…embrace yourself completely as i have embraced you. There is nothing you can do to earn my love, there is nothing you can do to “dis-earn” if there is ever a word like that lol. It is what it is. I love you with no condition or expectation.

All my love,

Maggie

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Page 4…30 Day love letters to myself (Day 2)

Dear Maggie

I love that you are absolutely hilarious. Never mind that you are the only one who thinks you are but I’d laugh to your jokes ALL day…especially the snail joke you saw in a newspaper over 10 years ago that you have repeated a million times…the one that no one seems to get ( talk about slow!!!) Go on you sexy you. Do your thing πŸ˜‰

Regards

Maggie

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Page 3: 30 day love letters to myself (Day 1)

Hie Maggie
I wanted to remind you why you are so special because I think through out the years, you have found ways to down play yourself and worth. It’s time to remember that again…to remind yourself….just because….

When you have looked in the mirror the past few years…u could barely recognize yourself. You felt what you were seeing wasn’t really representing the real you. Its like as the years went by, you stripped off your beauty…bit by bit…in comparison to another…in believing the down playing of you by another…in total oblivion of your worth.

You saw before a body with scars…ugly scars you called them. You saw a funny nose lol…and cellulite that won’t go away. You saw broad shoulders that you only knew of when someone else gladly pointed out ur “imperfection” to you…huge lips..thin legs…a huuuggggee bust lol that caused the slight slouching when you walk to hide their size. Do you remember in grade 7…the first time you ever felt ashamed of your body? You wore a slightly see through shirt and you hadn’t started wearing a bra and all the boys were being weird that day and you did not know why. Finally at the end of the day…a friend told you it was because people could see through your top and your bust was bigger than most girls your age. You felt sooo ashamed of your body. Why do I develop faster than the other girls? You asked yourself…as if you have anything to do with the way you look or develop.

You saw a body that constantly needed “improving”… You tortured yourself through fad diets and at least you recently saw the ridiculousness of that. The day you decided to just be healthy for yourself and your family, your body felt your love and respect for it, it started to easily shed off the weight through a process that you thoroughly enjoy….running:-)

I want to start off with my love letters to you by describing what I love about you that I see physically. I love your scars. I love that scar you had in that horrible accident when you lost your dearest friend Vinnie and almost lost your best friend Belinda Kunaka. I love that scar because it reminds me of the prayer of protection from accidents that your mother said that night oblivious to the fact that you were actually having an accident in that moment…you felt protected and safe and comfortable as the car turned 5 times. That scar reminds you that God preserved your life for a purpose that you need to fulfill completely and unapologetically. It reminds you of a mother’s love and intuition. Reminds you of Vinnies last words to you. Remember he took you for a walk that night because you blatantly stood there and watched your boyfriend at the time flirt with someone else. It was so bad he felt he needed to take you out of the situation as the big brother he played in your life…he asked you to go for a walk outside so he could advise you. He told you that you should follow your dreams. Said he regretted not experiencing college life and that you should take the time to grow up ( I was confused whether I should do Unisa or go to UZ)….You went to UZ coz of wat he said and you will forever be grateful for the experience. That scar reminds you of the delicacy of life…your life and your loved ones’ lives….coz in a moment, it could all change.

When I see your csection scar I’m reminded of what you went through to have Ava. When you felt you might actually die and then they brought her out and you knew you were meant to be in her life. Reminds you of the time she smiled at you when you were in pain while recovering and you realized she had the dimples you had been praying to God for. That scar facilitated your little girls’ survival…your stretch marks accommodated her growth inside your womb…you nursed her away from diseases and gave her the best food you could ever give your baby…

Do you see how much beauty is in you….the sacredness of your womanhood…do you see now that imperfection is really “I’m perfection!!!” Your body has carried you faithfully through the years…has endured the early morning bhabharasi when you had to go to work…those thin legs have supported you in your every step…those shoulders have carried your burdens… how beautiful you are Maggie…

I love you… the way you are and especially when you smile….that smile could be the death of me πŸ™‚ No one else needs to tell you for you to believe it…and you don’t need anyone to tell you for you to know it. Stand tall, walk proud…you are beautiful girl!!

#bare

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Most times when im deep in thought at work, i look out my window where there is beautiful trees and the top of a mountain range. I actually have a pretty good view from my window in the office. I have imagined my dream home to have an all round beautiful view of trees and mountains…of flowers and water. I have imagined me going to my kitchen and drinking a cup of coffee and slowly savoring Rumbidzai Maunga‘s divine chocolate coconut cake ($2 for my advertising services Rumbi lol) and looking at the beauty of the nature surrounding me. I have imagined reading books in my library overlooking an amazing natural view…i have imagined bathing surrounded by a view of trees…i have imagined waking up to the full view of the sun, trees and mountains. I have imagined sitting outside of my home and hearing the sound of water somehow..My dream home i know for sure will have an amazing view. Every time i think of this home, my heart warms up and i hope the real home can meet up to my imaginations’ expectations lol. That’s how i see it and its actually all i long for for my dream house to have…lots of space and lots and lots of view lol. But before i can build and have this dream house, im appreciative of my office view. Iv had this view at work for over a year and i only recently realized iv been dreaming of things that i actually already have but because i lived more in my past and future rather than present until recently, i had no idea this view existed in my present.
Today i have been thinking of some moments in the past iv had with people i love dearly and i felt grateful for the love, for the moments of perfect bliss and joy and was reminded that life is made by moments…happiness only just a moment…as should be sadness. Success only just a moment…as should failure. Wisdom only just a moment…as should be foolishness…One moment here…one moment gone.. delicate and sacred like the wind..and those that are imprinted in our hearts and move our world are worth so much more than gold. I wanted to hold on to these moments, hug them and squeeze the life out of them…dwell in them..roll in them..but then i have a chance each day to create more of these blissful moments. Today im filled with gratitude…im filled with love and joy. I feel alive and enjoying all there is to live. I’m enjoying the Mutare fresh air..im grateful for my family and friends, especially the true truest friends who have become family and family that has become my friends and all the people i have shared moments with. I’m grateful for the moments iv had with my little girl…when we watch the stars together and she tells me sssssshhhhh mommy, lets listen to the cats (i.e crickets but she thinks its cats making the noise) or when she says “Throw me to the moon” or “wooow mommy, i can’t believe it…i can’t believe it mommy. Its sooo beautiful” (the moon) or when she incessantly asks “Where is the moons’ mommy?” or daddy lol or even more complicated “God aripi mama…ko heaven..” lol…im grateful for those moments especially when her eyes light up in the realization that in that moment she has my complete undivided attention as i say a silent prayer in thanksgiving for that moment.That’s true living indeed. My heart feels warm today πŸ™‚ Thank you God.

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Ever since i stopped my HP i feel like iv been losing my way…i also had exams and all my focus was on them for the past month or so. So now exams are done, HP is done…im finding myself over the edge…irritable, eating junk food, not exercising, finding it hard to concentrate, picking fights and feeling a little empty. I decided to watch my behavior and habits so i can keep myself on check before it goes out of hand lol.

I know for sure that writing is therapeutic for me. Its great that it helps some of you, but its even greater for me that i could read my own stuff and go ” wooow, i could learn a thing or 2 from that”… Its as if i didn’t write it myself. I have found that writing helps me feel….i don’t know, i cant express how it makes me feel…im one with writing and when i write, its one with me… It releases my true nature…the one i cant really express to its fullest extent in person. Its my point of clarity and “divinity”, i see the world clearly as if displayed on a canvas, i feel like im in touch with myself, and with my Creator in the way i see Him and im completely fulfilled. Writing is my lover, my true love, my true friend…I’m not yet ready to write a book. Iv learnt everything has its season and when its time for me to do so and im fully equipped and experienced, it will come together. For now i just NEED to write and i want to share it with those who would care and dare to read(for they will be unbelievably long sometimes, it will only be for the brave willing to roam and conquer the enchanted lands of my mind lmao. So i have decided to create a series on my thoughts called Bare… I called it that coz when i write, thats when i feel the most alive, the most true, the most me, the most intimate, the most vulnerable,the most unbound…the most free and thats really really liberating in a world full of shackles of all sorts and sizes.Only when im “bare” do i believe i can connect with people…connect to the real person inside… beyond the photo-shop, nice clothes, nice car, old clothes, no clothes lol…barefoot…i want to connect to that person who comes out when you lay your head on your pillow at night, when its too dark for people to see your tears or sinister smile…

.when you talk to yourself and review your life and face your truth…By exposing my core for you to see, maybe you can relate and see yourself too…unjudged and accepted fully and completely as you are.
I have this deep longing for real conversations…conversations that heal souls so iv decided to create my own platform and i hope to be joined by many more…for now im still talking to myself lool.
But anyways yeah, this will be my next series and it will be based on my thoughts and the way i see the world πŸ™‚
Saluut πŸ˜‰
#bare #trustingtheprocess
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