I want to encourage you today to hold on; to not give in to grief. It will rob you of your best days, but you will survive. There’s hope at the bending of the road, a shift in time that will forever connect the lineage of hearts and hands, of soul and spirit. What you’ve lost will never be forgotten and what you’ve gained will live in your heart until the end of time.
All of us in our own way are dealing with something we rather not speak about. We are imperfect, we are tired, we stumble through our days trying to hold on to the promises we made to ourselves, but on the hard days, I remind myself that I am still here, I am alive and bless even in the midst of my circumstances. No matter how dark the days are, I can still choose to let the light in.
This is your reminder, the light is always with us, in us and around us, choose to let it in today. Whatever you are going through I pray you find the courage to overcome and find peace again.
I love this quote by Earnest Hemingway, “We are all a little broken, that’s how the light gets in”
I think it’s fitting for the day and time that we are living in. Normal as we know it no longer exist and we are learning how to pivot and adjust. There are some deep darkness and even some hopelessness in the lives of those we love, and it’s up to us to show them that they are stronger than their circumstances. There’s light along the broken path, Show them the beauty in accepting the truth that change is inevitable and they can rise stronger than before.
HOPE, COMING BACK HOME
You are worthy
Of the music in your soul
The air upon your skin
That has finally return
To your eyes
You told me of the darkness
How you fought and won
And I could feel hope
Bending the edges
Letting the light in
I could see joy
Coming back home
To the soft places
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We are all imperfect, and no matter how hard we try, sometimes life will bring us to our knees. So the choice is ours, to get back up and keep living, keep dreaming and fulfilling our destiny.
Trust the journey, have faith in the little things. What you tell yourself matters, the affirmations and love that you give away to others are great; but remember to give some back to yourself as well.
Think about where you are going.
Where do you want to end up?
What is your purpose?
Choose the path that represent your heart.
Embrace your uniqueness and your strength.
This poem is about learning to trust yourself again. I hope you some comfort and insight in these words.
A Poetic Journey From Darkness To Light- Nikki Sterling
This book is very dear to me; it holds the precious words that I’ve kept hidden for years.
There’s truth, hope, healing, bravery, separation, heartbreak and love here Transformation is not pretty, healing is not attractive, its begging the tears not to spill in the school car line, it’s putting on your lipstick and smiling on the conference calls, it’s the prayingand the constant breaking every day that snatches the breath out of you.
On the good days you embrace the beauty of renewal, you remind yourself that you are stronger than the things that are trying to consume you. The first half of this book (Sackcloth) is a brutal journey through Sacrifice, Severed and Silence, and the second half of this book (Silk) is a celebration of Bravery, Love and Blessings.
Welcome to this space, rest a little, open these pages and let the power of words embrace you. This book is a conduit for every emotion that you try to drown in the dark pool of uncertainty. Know that your feelings are valid and it’s ok to open the door and welcome them in. Walk through your darkness unafraid, let your pain bear witness that you did not give up, that you did not nourish the space where discouragement live, that you welcome the light and set yourself on a path to healing, bound and embodied with the truth that you are not broken, you can self-generate the love you need to heal the deepest wounds.
Make it count, whatever you do. Do it with a willing heart; we are here for a brief moment, each second is priceless. Choose wisely the things that matters, the things that are good and precious. Hold life a little closer, love a little harder, be passionate about what moves you, listen with your heart….and most importantly, stand up for what you believe in.
…and we are daughters of silence no more. What was meant to drown us has filled our lungs with embolden truth. We are rising, we are making it known that fear no longer controls us. We are no longer weak and selfless, we are survivors, walking the path of self healing and soul restoration.
….and we are victims of abused no more. We are coming home with your hearts bloody and raw. We will wear our pain like a crown because we have fought and won. These are my sisters, forged in fire, bound by blood. Look at us, remember our faces, traced our scars from generation to generations we have stood in the gap, passing down a legacy, a battle cry of freedom.