Enough

So often I found myself asking;

Am I smart enough?

Am I slim enough?

Am I strong enough?

 

Simple questions sowing seeds of doubt,

Burying its deep roots

To every cell of my mind –

so stubborn to extract.

 

Till one day, enough!

enough of these questions.

 

And I stopped.

 

The roots soon crumbled,

The seeds dissolved,

And I smiled,

  

I am enough

 

 

 

Becky 🙂

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Society

I loathe society,

Always preaching;

What to do,

Where to go,

What we should achieve,

Society says that if we listen,

If we obtain its ‘ideal’ goals,

Happiest will be found,

But is this true?

We cannot all be expected to achieve the same,

Everyone holds such individual dreams,

So, next time society says you have wandered,

Ignored it,

You are living the life you are meant to.

 

 

-Becky

To My Select Few; I Love You

I’m told I’m selective,

Too choosy with others

To hold close in my life,

I believe I have good reason.

Its hard to open up,

Explain your life to someone

View their silent judgements,

And watch them walk away.

They never knew,

But if I become honest,

It means I value you,

It means I trust you.

So If you stay,

Accept me, and witness my weakness,

Know it’s rare,

Know you are part of my select few,

Know that I love you.

My Journey: 2017

Over the past few days I have heard and read hundred stories relating to other people’s 2017, each one unique to the individual.

For me, my past year has been one of personal growth. Never in one year have I learnt more about myself, and this New Year’s Day is unusual as for the first time I am looking forward to the year ahead rather than dreading it.

This journey of self- growth began on New Year’s 2017. I was recently out of work and gloomily looking toward January. No one likes being unemployed, and other people’s advice didn’t help my situation. They insisted that careers and money were paramount and that’s what I should be perusing. I didn’t completly disagree with them, but they wanted me to walk straight into another career that I was unhappy with. Inside, I knew I wanted to help people, as I was disappointed by my last job, they’d received the news of my epilepsy poorly even when I explained it wasn’t an issue. It had been the first job I’d had since my epilepsy was fully controlled, I never thought it would be and an issue, I could even drive! So, I was disappointed to find that other people’s lack of education was still making me sad. I thought about everyone else who must be experiencing the same every single day – or worse. 

This was my first inspiration to help others. I wanted to do something to help, but I wasn’t sure what.

By the February, I had set up my Blog, ArdentJourneys and became a volunteer with Epilepsy Action, all with the aim to help, inspire and to raise awareness about epilepsy.

From that time, I began to listen to myself and set my own goals that I wanted to achieve rather than society. Without question, during 2017, I have been truly happy and content within myself and that has been a huge accomplishment, and I’ve greatly enjoyed meeting and networking with so many lovely new people.

I have been overwhelmed by the response I have received in 2017 for my humble blog, thank you to every one for your support. Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read my posts, follow me, and email me, it means so much!

I can’t wait to see what 2018 has in store.

I wish you all a happy and healthy New Year,

Thanks for reading,

Becky 🙂

Surprising Update: Are You A Daffodil or A Dandelion?

Do you remember the blog I wrote a few weeks back called, ‘Are You A Daffodil or A Dandelion?’ I mentioned that although people swoon over the popular flowers, they can be delicate, unlike the sturdy dandelion that seems to survive everything.

Well I can’t believe it, for the first time ever, we have had a sudden frost and lots of the summer plants have wilted 😦

I was in the garden looking at the hydrangea plant and I thought it was burnt, all the little buds had gone. I felt pretty upset as I love all the huge pomp-pomp like flowers that it has. There definitely won’t be any this year.

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The frost-bitten hydrangea

I went to the blossom tree at the front of the garden and that was the same. The leaves were ok, but the blossom was brown, and it looked as though tiny little bats were hanging from it instead of the pretty pink blossom that was supposed to be there.

But all the dandelions and the forget-me-nots? Well of course they were fine. Once again it proves that these plants are the survivor’s. As the other plants have wilted and died around them in an overnight frost, they have continued to thrive. Nothing seems to stop them. I knew there was a reason why I have always liked wildflowers, they have their own beauty and they’re tough.

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When you’re having a bad day, or people’s words are getting you down, think about how you’d like to be. Do you want to be like the wildflower or the spring flower? Will you be strong or fragile?

I know you will be the person who will get through everything because you are strong. Because those worse days you’ve had? You’ve survived them.

You’re doing great.

 

Thanks for reading,

Becky 🙂