Morethanyousee

 You hear people say to you, " Oh, don't kid yourself." or "Get to know the real you." We should know who we are and what it is we want in life. Although, some of us don't. Are we making it more difficult than it needs to be? I remember thinking to myself, " how can anyone know me better than, me?" Well although it sounds logical. Most of us are busy covering up who we really are. There is an old saying "know thyself." I'm going to try to help you do this. When you are in therapy, your therapist never tells you who you are, but they ask questions and guide the conversation to help you find out who you are. For starters leave all the judgments behind. If you are stubborn, stuck-up, or a bad person. None of these matters and that is really only comparing yourself to others. Can you tell me right now what is important in your life? If you answered this honestly and quickly, you are off to a good start. Let's try a few other leading q

  The small joys that are stolen quickly become a part of the past. Oh, how this dear mother wished they would last. As the years go by and her daughter's laughter gets older, it's a distant sound now as her sweet girl has only gotten colder. Yes, she has lost her way, yes she has gone astray, by your inability to accept her makes her feel more like the loner. Where did I go wrong? Dear mother wonders as she recounts her teenage years. The blame a mother gives herself also gives her extra years that seem to be laced with tears. This is no way for a mother to live, losing her laughter too. Neither of you ever knew what exactly to do. Maybe love is too strong and strangulation, or it brings suffocation with its due. Dear mother cannot give up, can not understand, will not let go, and becomes all consumed. She is lost and I cannot help her, her laughter I have not heard in years. It is a distant memory. As is my shelter. She seems to live only in misery. How do I pull her out of t

 Slow down, graceful lady. There is so much her eager mind should know.  Yet, she walks with the knowledge nobody else knows.  Slow down, lady of grace; you will do fair at a much milder pace .  To take in all that is around you. Even turmoil you're sure to face.   With no fear, you march on with no doubt to your song.  Begging to lead the way, but far yet you have to go, so not on this day. You still have so very far to go,  so many things to see, so many oats to sow.   One day will come, and it will all have passed. You will wish you had made it last.  Don't worry a bit, lady of grace. You have far yet to go,  so be wise, and set your own pace. By: Nichole Helm

Poems  

I have a little quote box I like to read to get myself motivated. It reads: "Be ambitions, get shit done, do well, live well, eat well. Keep your priorities straight, your mind right, and your head up. Do what you love, and love what you do."   We are all a work in progress. The only fault I can find is the human that believes they have no room or use for improvement. None of us are perfect. There are always different things that can be done to help us find a better version of ourselves. It does not have to be a complete life-changing overhaul. It is okay to work on simple and small things. Things that others may not even notice us working on. Any effort or dedication in a positive direction counts as self-improvement. There are so many things that could be tackled in that area. For instance, right now I am reading a book on healthy boundaries. This is a form of self-improvement and I will have actual goals I would like to meet when I get more familiar with the boundaries I w