The other night, I looked up for the moon To ask him for a small favour “Knock for me…at that heaven’s door” I was alone and needed someone in particular not only did sky open up and become ours the clouds even came by for a listen
Next up… I delve into uncharted territory with the below prompt with special guest, God. So, without further adieu, let’s see what we got.
Do you still have the same religious beliefs that you had as a child? If so, why? If not, how and why did they change?
I could take that question in a couple directions, but I think I might just go with the general topic of ‘religion and faith and me’. Though, I may end up answering the questions above anyway, we’ll see. Let me stretch my fingers and see where it takes me. I’ve played with the idea of making a post with faith as the main topic before, looks as if my new prompt category will finally get it out me. Actually, there’s been a few situations in my life recently that have also made me think about religion more than I have ever have in years. Another reason I felt this prompt was interesting enough to explore.
Today in Canada, it’s Bell Let’s Talk, a mental health awareness day where we take to social media and show our support for those who suffer from various mental health issues. It’s a way of starting that conversation. As you all may or may not be aware, I suffer from general anxiety disorder and depression, it’s been the case for most of my life. I remember being very young when I first started to feel the feelings that I do. It was a time where I had no idea what was happening, I was confused, scared, and thought there was something wrong with me. As I grew into a teenager, the feelings and thoughts I was having intensified and got worst. It was hard, it was even harder trying to mask it from everyone, something I know now in this stage of my life I shouldn’t have done. Although, I am still guilty of it from time to time.Continue reading “Let’s Talk, Let’s Listen”→
It’s Monday again and like most Mondays, it was painfully brutal pulling myself out of bed this morning knowing there’s a new work week upon me. I’m sorry, but just when you get used to the weekend, poof it’s gone. Anyway, yesterday, my fiancé and I took a walk downtown, something we hadn’t done in a while. There was no rhyme or reason for it, we just wanted something to do on a lazy Sunday afternoon and a stroll seemed like a great idea. As we made our way down the street, we began to see a bunch of people start to gather all in this one area. Turns out we strolled our way toward the annual Busker’s Festival, it had been going on all weekend and yesterday was the last day. Being that we were in the right place at the right time, and given that a show was just about to start, we decided to get a little closer to the action and watch a performance. Continue reading “Listen Here Busker!”→
“There is a saying in Tibetan, ‘Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength.’ No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that’s our real disaster.” ― Dalai Lama