Find Your Voice in Silence

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How do you talk to someone, when you cannot even find your own voice? You want to be heard, but you are unable to make out a single word. Mind of yours is full of thoughts and ideas, but your mouth is silent. You feel that pull from your mind “that control” to step back from verbal expression, and you wonder whether you are just engineered to be a thinker and writer… nothing more.

You speak and your words sound forced and rehearsed. Words are your friend, only if it is read, heard, or written, but once it is spoken, it becomes a stranger: a stranger with no intentions of identifying your verbal competency. Talking to you is only used for simple responses such as: Good, I’m Fine, How About You, and Thank You. Even a simple “hello” is difficult to enunciate.

A smile is the best you can do. It eliminates the dilemma of topics to talk about, the measure of its interest level, expectation of feedbacks, and ultimately the risk of being judged by word choices, expressions, and opinions. Silence literally saves you. It saves you from your careless mouth, the listening ears, and the factory of accompanying adversities.

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You Can Do Anything: Just Believe

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“You Can Do Anything You Set Your Mind to Do” This is a saying I believe is true. You will make time for it, especially when you start rejecting any excuse. When you have the enough faith and motivation, you can do anything. The impossible begins to be accomplished, and you will see changes in your life.

At first, it may seem difficult because it is just the beginning. However, when you have warmed up to life’s demands and pace, you are able to finish the race. We all have tasks waiting to be touched, we all have those visible and invisible piles of things to do, and it may seem impossible to complete them… however, if you just believe that you are going to finish where you left off, you will.

You will persevere through the rough times, and finish what you started. We all have experienced life’s overwhelming desires, and when we give up it is not ‘life’ we are giving up on, nor its challenges… we are simply giving up on ourselves, on our God-given abilities to succeed.

God will never give you anything you cannot handle. You are more than equipped to fight the challenges life throws at you. You have a God who is bigger than anything and anyone in this world and He is with you, always. So the next time you feel like life has knocked you over, remember it has not. It feels like it, but you are still standing so do not give up, because the end is closer than you think.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤

Whisper

Whisper
Truth
Into my mind
Thoughts
Never left my side

Whisper
Lies
Into my soul
Facts
Never made me whole

Whisper
Love
Into my heart
Emotions
Never took my part

Whisper
Beauty
Into my body
Imperfections
Never kept me steady

When You Left…

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            Couple of years ago, leaving was mutual. I remembered being on the couch with my past and we decided that it was time to move on. Looking at the clock ticked away, I watched the hand move. It was not even 7 yet. However, we knew it was time to say goodbye. The very thing I remembered, in which I actually wrote a poem about few years later, was sitting on the couch with my past. Then, he stood up, got his backpack, ready to leave. I stood up and hugged him. The very last one I can get from him, and then I let go.

Watched him descend from the stair steps. I remembered holding on to myself that time. I sobbed and cried alone on the couch. It was my first heartbreak. My first official end of a relationship. Listening to him put on his shoes ready to leave my house; it was like the scratching of nails on a chalkboard. It was dreadful.

On what was on my mind during the event, I do not remember. It was like I did not think of anything but focused on my heartbreak, and the end of my relationship. It was very difficult.

The pros of leaving was letting go of an unhealthy relationship. Breaking free of the “clinginess” I brought myself into. Lastly, it made me closer to God and my family. The cons… well the cons were the flashbacks I am dealing with currently.

Even now three years later, my mind still remembers and contemplates. This is something I am going to admit and only to you my readers, maybe… just maybe… I am not over him. However, I have moved on. I have accepted that… that was the end of the relationship. But every day he is on my mind, and sometimes he has cameo appearances in my dreams.

He left my life, but my mind has clung to him. No matter how hard I try to push those memories aside and erase him from my daily thoughts, he still shows up, and I do not know when this will stop. I tried. I still am trying…

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤

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Why do we feel?

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Why do we feel? This question you can answer based on experience, science, and psychology. Different thoughts run through our minds triggering some kind of emotional response or sometimes it is not even the thoughts, sometimes concentration gives you this sense of relaxation. I took a semester of yoga and joined a couple of yoga classes before, and the main goal is usually clearing the mind.

When your mind is clear, you still feel. You feel refreshed or sometimes you even get to a complete mode of relaxation that you fall asleep. Hopefully not in yoga class, but some do it unintentionally. Hehe!

However, when there is absolutely nothing on your mind, for that quick moment you are pain and problem free. It is when your body is finally rested. These are the times when for once, you stopped worrying and focused on a fresh new slate.

So we feel. We feel any sensation clinging to our skins, every word shot to our hearts, and the touches sends messages to our minds. These feelings triggering emotions causing tears, laughter, love, and hate, that when misused shuts down. So make use of those emotions carefully and take care of yourself, because when abused, numbness will take over, and those are never fun…

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A Word Away

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Our writings define who we are. These written words are not just letters composed turning into words leading to sentences, these are the very letters that our minds manufactured to show people that our thoughts just does not come and goes in a split second in our minds, that our thoughts can make a difference in the lives of the species that are so called humans.

Images crossing our minds, written and spoken, whether it may make a small or huge difference in the hearts of humanity, they are worth a thousand spoken words. Lives of people are touched by poets, authors, and writers, like you and me, because at some point we all connect and understood each other. Quotations understood what we are going through, and they scream our deepest thoughts. Simple words are gathered together to let all of us know, that we are understood.

Words reassure our hearts that we are not alone in this journey. Writers spill their hearts out to express, but little do they know that people around the world relates to them, creating this societal bond. We may not see eye to eye, but those written words are printed and passed without boundaries. The next time you write, open you heart and let those words of yours shine through the lives of people. Remember: You are only a word a way on making a difference in this world.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤

Random Thoughts…

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I finished reading “The Moon and More” by Sarah Dessen 10 minutes ago, and now I am in the midst of debating which books to read. I have 5 audio books waiting for my attention, and lots of books waiting on iBooks. However, I cannot seem to figure what to read next.

Maybe I am just indecisive. It is only 12:08 am in the morning. I know too early to bed right? So I wanted to read something new, now that I just finished the book that I have been reading for a month now, but cannot seem to make up my mind on what to read.

Tomorrow will decide for me. Now though, I am writing. I read/finished a book today, so I guess it is just right to write. Ha! Did not even know that would rhyme. Hehe! So for now, I am writing, a thought or something random.

My mind is always wide awake at night. I am a night person, and so are my parents. My father would stay up past midnight, because he has readings to do (sometimes thick books from Robert Ludlum and mostly of his work). I remember those times when I was still young. All the lights are down; while a crack shines beneath the closed door he is in.

As for my mother, she too is a night person. She works as a night nurse, and is usually up before the dawn breaks during her off times. I guess that makes me and my siblings night people too.

For now, I guess I have to wrap up and write some poetry.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤