Poetry

Oh how

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I long to get away and stand in nature, not have a Care in the world, and finally have time to breathe, stop, and smell a flower or two.

To know what it feels like to enjoy the outdoors instead of only getting twenty minutes here or there.

I want to be able to lose time and be content with just being alive in the moment.

To lean into the wind and let its whisper carry me to new places.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

My thoughts

Hey everyone

So yesterday, I decided to have a psychic medium-highest frequency session on a virtual Zoom call. It was centered around God and felt spiritually correct.

In recent years, I have become interested in my chakras, and this coach has given me free little reading on Facebook Live and has been hitting on the things I was stuck in or how my throat chakra was blocked.

Last week, when I was practicing to go live in my Facebook group, every time I tried to speak, I would stop, and there was fear around it so great I had to keep pushing past it and then after I did my live, it was gone.

Anyway, this call made things clear for me, like how I am working towards being a confidence coach, but calling myself a confidence coach hasn’t felt quite right.

I kept feeling like I wanted to help others express themselves with their words, be their authentic selves, and have wiring be a part of it. I don’t know what to call myself as a coach, but I know I still want to help women.

Also, I’ve been struggling with prayer and looking for answers outside myself, and during this call, the burning bush came up, saying I am a miracle and the answers are within me.

And I’ve heard the answers are in me before, yet I’ve always looked to others to help me find my way, and now I need to seek them as God has provided me with the answers.

I also need to step out of my comfort zone and do some creative stuff outside my home, so I will have to work myself up too that, but I hope we all can seek the things we need and stop missing the signs right in front of us for our happiness matters too and it’s no fun being lost.

I thought this would be nice to share. Let me know what you think in the comments, and thanks again for stopping by.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

The reason

I am here is still growing.

I am more present each day than before, and I do not know where I will end.

But the hope that I would survive each battle got me smiling today.

Today is a blessing I must accept because I’m more than the four walls I sleep in.

Like the weather, I’m heating up with hope, and my light is shining brightly as the winter blues fade away and the spring bursts through.

Rain or shine, I know I can get through it, and today feels like a new beginning as things begin to unlock again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Quotes

Friendship

Where the energy flows just right

The excitement of seeing each other is like that of two little kids.

Nevertheless, we aren’t as young as we used to be.

But girl, we are living lives feeling so youthful when you have someone who gets you, and you rock on the same level.

They get your frustration and ain’t taking the stuff others blow off.

You know who gets you and who’s got your back, and no matter the time apart, this friendship will always be dear to my heart.

No matter how long we get together, life shakes things up.

And sometimes I have to go for the ride, for at least I know you will tell me the truth, and I haven’t felt any disrespect, and I can’t say that for the rest.

So, I hope to keep connecting and being authentic in this friendship because I’m just tired of investing in the ones who leave or I leave them.

I’d be happy with a few good ones who last a lifetime, and the rest I won’t expect much but know I try to give you all but my walls come back down pretty quickly these days and I ain’tfighting to put them back up again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Writing down

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My thoughts and letting them go have been easy these days.

It’s as easy as letting go of people in my life.

As I get older, I don’t feel the desperate need to keep people around who aren’t treating me right.

Like I used to because finding and keeping friends was hard enough as a shy person.

But I, too, deserve to feel understood and heard, and so do they, but sometimes in life, there are shells too hard to break, and you have to let them be by themselves for your mental health.

As I write and the sorrow goes away, I know I will always be polite to them, but trust and believe these walls aren’t coming back for them.

Sometimes, I guess the people who will rock with me for thick and thin are still out there, and I won’t give up on finding them since I know my worth and what I deserve now.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Nothing last

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Forever and as I pull you into the next season

I feel the wind and rain trying to pull you into the storm.

We’ve been trying to outrun these storms for the last few months.

But this time, I’m tired, and I know you will catch me if I fall.

But how many more seasons will we be blessed with?

I know I shouldn’t worry about the end, but like a good story, I always want to see the beginning and the end before I’m delighted that it’s okay to enjoy it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Oh how

Author: unknown

I wish I could be laughing

Like her today

So carefree and happy

As she moves to the beat of the music

The colors are so lively, like her, the very spirit of women with a live purpose.

To be deep in her culture and the joy of moving to the beat of life and joy so much that you are so full of happiness you can’t but share it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

So much

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To do but where do I start?

Well, maybe getting out of bed would be a good start

Then maybe taking a walk and then eating breakfast

Ahh, now I’m doing it

But what next

For I don’t feel like doing it all now that I’m fed, maybe I’ll go back to bed.

And cuddle up in the sheets and watch a movie instead.

I know I have so much I could be doing, but why am I stressing so hard when my body says rest instead?

Oh, how the hype of getting ahead is intense, but sometimes I wonder why I can’t just be satisfied with what I already have instead of trying to be more.

But the truth is it’s not me who is in control, and sometimes I want to disobey for living in my comfort zone feels right to me.

Even though I know if I don’t do something, I know I will regret it for you see I’m meant for so much more.

But sometimes, the need to continue to juggle it all is well becoming like a second job, and maybe I don’t realize that is what I signed up for, and now the time I have to relax and so much less, but I’m alive and so why am I still complaining.

Instead, I should be doing what I signed up for in the first place, and when it’s all said and done, maybe then I can tell if it was worth it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Here

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I am sitting here with my eyes closed, trying to center myself.

As self-doubt tries to sink into my year.

And I know now that I can’t let this fear eat me up.

Especially now as I walk down a path that feels right and light and beautiful.

I can only see the smile on my face and the tears going down my face as I cry for the happiness I will get after facing and conquering that fear.

I may just be getting started, but I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.

My drive to be present at this moment is more intense than the feeling of fear trying to quiet me and make me turn away.

But I can’t and won’t, so as I keep my eyes closed, the battle will be won.

And the calmness and confidence I need to get through this will come, and I will overcome it all.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

May I

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Bloom like the flowers in May

Or may I say what I have to say and be at peace

Or may I do things out of the kindness of my heart, and you accept who I am

Or may I call you out and show you where you were so wrong

But the thing is, maybe I don’t need to tell you everything because I feel the truth before I hear it.

Why may I even think about what you want or think?

When all I want to do is survive and maybe see a movie or two.

I read a book or three and feel like Maybe I can stay

But maybe I’m not meant to talk and tell you all there is, and perhaps someday I will grow with the strength of someone who will make it no matter what.

But I may get the chance to tell you how it is, or maybe someone else will, but today, I may walk away and be okay in my little cave of survival.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

confidence coaching tips/opinions

Theses last

Couple of days, I thought about and wrote about what made me gain my confidence and what made me want a new change in my life.

It had me thinking about journaling and how I use it to reflect and let go of thoughts, I may or may not share with anyone.

And when I journaled, it was short and sweet, and now it’s long, and sometimes I get it all out.

But what helped me the most is mood journaling, which has helped me work through emotions a lot better.

I tend to keep my emotions to myself because even though I trust certain people, I still have my guard up.

I’m a moody person sometimes, so knowing why and how I could have reacted next time or how I can keep track of my moods and emotions helps me keep track of what triggered me when and why.

I like journaling, even if I sometimes forget to do it all the time. It helps me keep motivated and aware because sometimes, when I’m tired or working, I may not be paying attention to how I felt the week before. After all, sleep doesn’t come easy for me.

Being under the weather this week has drained me so much that I don’t even know how little sleep I got other than I’m tired and feeling better.

But I know that I will be journaling how I felt this week and the past few days so that I know how I felt because it has been a while since I’ve been sick for a couple of days.

Also, my confidence to post and still be present on my blog has bothered me, but I realized I needed to take care of myself before writing here as I need to do my best to bring my all.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I used

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To live in the light

But you kept seeing how great I was

And so you used me until I became a shell of myself.

Now, the darkness is where I stand, even though there is still some light in me.

I can’t call on it for help anymore, for I saw the good in you, and what a fool I was.

Now, I barely have compassion or care for anything or anyone.

And now, when I see you, I don’t see a human but the devil himself, and I can’t help but feel nothing for you.

I blink at you and walk by you, and it’s like you don’t exist anymore.

I know you’re there, but my sense of cutting you off because toxic and liars have no place in my paradise.

And as I stand in the darkness and see the reflection of the light maybe one day I will go back but for now, I feel safe here in the dark where you seem to not notice or care for me.

And for the first time, I’m happy being left alone.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

To heal

I had to pull back all the layers that kept me safe all these years: My past insecurities, my uncertainties about my future, and the memories of my past I was still holding onto for far too long.

I thought I had no desire to let them go because if I did, how could I forget and forgive those who hurt me with their words that still haunt me to this day?

So, I could start living in the present, which has ups and downs.

But I’ve learned those struggles have me growing as strong as a tree, and my many layers fall off like fallen leaves.

I am lighter and brighter, and I know I am a fighter until the end.

But I know I have much more to give as my wounds start to peal over and heal to the warmth of autumn’s beauty that surrounds me again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

My thoughts

I can’t believe

Yesterday was eight years of blogging on word press.

Oh, how I’ve grown over the last couple of years.

The first year was full of all the words I needed to get out to be free from past wounds.

And the last seven have been years of finding my words and being more open.

This celebration, to me, is still having the desire to write and share my work, which has been life-changing.

I can’t wait to see what the little bit left of this year has in store for me and what next year will bring.

I am blessed to have my blog and everyone who follows me, which inspires me to continue to write and share my life. To many more years of writing and enjoying others’ posts! 🙂❤️

Poetry

No surprise

Of all the days you would sneak up on me, it would be Halloween.

You came into the party with your Wolf mask on, thinking you looked so smooth.

But your voice gave you away as soon as you didn’t get what you wanted.

I didn’t come to you like prey but ignored you because I no longer like wolves.

I stood up to you that night, and a cheetah came along and guided me to safety, and for once, I felt at home even on a night so dark and cold.

Happy Halloween!

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes