Trapped

So this is where we find ourselves

stuck

trapped in cages of our own making

own creating

and we cry

and scream

that life is unfair

that we need help

we can't find the way out

all the while failing to realize

that we've done this to ourselves

This Post Has No Real Point, But It Sure Feels Poetic

     Today is beautiful...it is so beautiful outside. I keep finding excuses to go outside...because man it's beautiful. The breeze, the sun, the smells, the colors; all of it. So Perfect. I feel like I'm living in a dream. Like everything is right in the world. Like everything is okay. There's this complete Utopia feeling that comes with spring. Innocence...the air feels like innocence. Like I'm a girl again. Running through the grass, bare feet on the soft grass. I feel like I should be running with my cousins through the woods playing games of our own inventing. Pretending that my built in best friend, friends since birth, is still right there next to me. That we haven't grown up, haven't gone our separate ways, that he doesn't have someone in his life more important than me, that I don't have someone I'm closer to now than him. That he's still my number one and I'm still his. It's funny how growing up does that. It takes the closest of friends and drags you apart until you wake up one day and realize that, that's not the first person you go to anymore. That's not the person you whisper your secrets to anymore. That you aren't young a barefoot anymore playing in fields. We are adults...or something like that. We have responsibilities. We have rules. There's no more room for pretending and holding hands in the dark doesn't make the danger go away. Now there are real dangers...no the monsters are real. Childhood is gone...gone so quickly. This post has no point other than to say it's beautiful outside. The beauty reminds me of childhood. It makes me miss it. Makes me miss my best friend. We were best friends for 18 years and then...then we grew up. Life does that. So by the way...it's beautiful outside. Go and make the most of this day. Make the most of the time you have to pretend you're a kid again. Reminiscence about childhood. Don't let go.

  

~ Carrots

That person looks so...

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But then 2 seconds later you hear the media tell you you're only beautiful if you look a certain way. The choice is yours. Who are you going to believe? The infamous "they" that everyone talks about, but no one actually know who they are. Or pop culture media?

      Too many people choose to listen to media. Feeling the shame of not looking a certain way or pressure to change so they can fit into what society thinks they should look like. This is happening more and more. Younger and younger kids are facing pressure to look a certain way. I personally think that is wrong. With all the social media and electronics we have in our lives we should be using it to become more open minded about the people around us.   Not using the tools that we have at our disposal to hurt and destroy people. Cyber bullying is a constant problem. 

  We need to start looking at the first option of beauty. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder". We are all beautiful, and there are things about ourselves that we love. Like I love my eyes. Use the love you have for yourself even if it is the smallest thing like loving your eyes and use it for good. Start doing your make up in a way that draws attention to your eyes. Start valuing the small aspects of yourself and soon you will start finding bigger things about yourself that you love. It sounds lame but trust me I've done it. 

   Another way to start bringing up self image. Go to the word. Find what God has to say. I could give you a list of verses that I have used but finding them and discovering for yourself is so much more meaningful. Dig, ponder, pray over the Bible you will find something that stands out to you. 

We all have many views and ideas about what we want our lives to look like. Does your life look harder or easier when you are looking down about what you look like? Or when you are enjoying who and how God has made you?

You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you. (Song of Solomon 4:7 ESV)