You are Real

You are Real
My  dedications are at the bottom of this post 😉

By now ..

You my people know that each one of you has marked me in a way in this life,

Some of you show me how to be a survivor, not giving up no matter the abuse or weakness we feel around someone or with them,

Some of you taught me to move on, dream bigger because you were once where i was but now you made it

Some of you remind me ” the things you now have you once prayed for”,

Some of you are my constant and/or my support system no matter my right/wrong decisions in life

Some of you keep pushing me to lighten up, live it up, go with the flow and stop

Overthinking much.. even if you’re scared that people perceive you wrongly, it’s their loss of meeting a gorgeous soul

Some of you inspire me, in your talent, your music, your words, your unique approach to life, your rich experiences, your little stories and life lessons that you share with me..

Some of you showed me immeasurably beautiful, sincere, genuine hearts,

Some of you were there for me in my worst time(s) and experiences,

Some of you got me out of traumas or shocks i faced in my life, you were my “healing” way out

Some of you understood my silence,

Some of you understood my crazy side,

Some of you also inspired me to keep going and stay true to myself,

Some of you i look up to and admire completely,

Some of you are friends of friends of my people, and so you came across my blog and my email threads giving me more purpose to write words that may heal you too because your friends thought my generosity and kindness may be just what you need to choose to live again;

Some of you get me, when my head feels like its up there in the clouds far away from the harsh realities and greediness we sometimes face in this world

You guys are real.

Your influence on me was real.

I know each one of you to the core – ithink 🙂😉

You spice up my life, and

yes, i may only be one human on this planet,

but you rocked my world

and

I think one person at a time is how we really push for things in this world, in this short life we are blessed to have.

So,

In case no one told you,

YOU are a marvelous piece of my universe, and so , of THIS universe.

😍🙃😎🎈🎈🎈

What about your people? A shout out to Yours and those ‘inspirations’ among them who you thought about reading this.

All my love,

Oh! I miss you!!

Joy.

May 23, 2018

(But i chickened out and did not put this out yet until tonight: July 5, 2018)

Dedicated to:

❤️My people on my daily chain of kindness [who receive daily morning emails from me as i share my thoughts on life and living it fully]

❤️You my blogging gems, we have found each other and every like or comment or reaction and word we exchange gives me strength for a whole Lifetime. Besides, starting this blog after my accident [see my very very first October post] kept me sane, going, and helped me achieve my dreams- where i now am personally, professionally, and here as a proud happiest blogger.

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Fragile

Fragile

⚜️My Dedications: ⚜️

To each one of you, my people, who think your sensitivity makes you vulnerable or “weak”..

To every one of you gorgeous souls who judge themselves so hard for those days when you “slip” or just slow down a bit..

⚜️We are all human and our greatest strengths are what make us stand out, different, and therefore what others try to snatch away from us because they can never be as fragile or sensitive or compassionate, loving and genuinely loved in return, let alone live the beauty of human feelings to the extreme and really know what it means to have lived through hell up until we touched self-love, forgiveness, peace and the most superior forms of healing as a result (: ⚜️

No matter where you were

What you’ve been through

Or where you are headed;

No matter the lessons you learned,

And all the remaining that’s unlearned;

No matter all the knots,

… with the untied ones in the pit of your stomach,

there to stay like there’s no need to panic.

 

Fragile.

Like a bird with a broken wing,

Sometimes we all feel that ring,

Getting tighter and tighter around the throat

Dropping down to the gut,

Where then it is there to settle..

Making its way to the bottom of the kettle,

Still trying to pour out Tea,

To make others feel free,

Because that’s what brings it energy!

Fragile, agile, senile?

You were born agile,

You feel you will never grow senile..

If love disappointed you once,

And you don’t want to take a second hit twice, yet..

Opportunity will knock back at your door,

One day, someday

Because this is life

and,

We live to interact,

to act, not act, and live a life unpacked;

to meet, to laugh, to cry, to hope, despair, to fight and surrender;

but only to rise again because our bodies demand it

… In their own little ways!

And all of this, all of it,

is the best way to learn

With whom we ought to Be Real.

We remain fragile.

 

If your career turned out disappointing,

Or what you do is really the object of your parents’ doubting;

If your friendships made you chase

..Disloyal mates who’d go behind your own back,

And in your own home talk crap

Puking in your hat,

acknowledge:

 

We remain fragile.

Our fragility was not found to be lost!

It was not there to hide..

My friend!

The life we live is like the tide,

That moves us through the ebb and flow,

Until it makes our head blow,

And our heart explode,

With the extremities of the human feeling

That can be so healing..

because

We remain fragile!

 

A complete perfect being exists not!

See that public figure, famous speaker?

The known artist, the achieved banker?

The balanced yogi, talented dancer?

Every one has lost their compass!

And has hit an impasse.

But

Choosing to find that stillness,

On a boat amid the worst of illness;

They chose to navigate,

Meditate and not perturbate

…their hearts or minds with

People’s talks or the world’s negativity.

Fragile?

In your hearts,

Find your inner room,

Make it your broom,

Shovel out of your soul

Every every foul;

Make it a practice to send away with your very owl,

A message of peace and love

… To that body engulfing you,

To that soul embracing you.

Fragile!

If Your body is a shell,

Its interior is a bell,

With tintinnabulations every time you tell,

That world and every dweller of our universe,

That you will be yourself,

Unique and alive,

Living and ready to dive

…Into whatever life carries to your plate

Because you will always be your own mate!

Fragile?

Of strength, you will never run out!

I been there and couldn’t but count

The infinite blessings our minds can use to

surmount

… every challenge, physical or mental.

You have been there too, haven’t you?

And if you think living’s a game of only two:

Life or death?

Win or lose?

Wake up! You come from an endless fountain of creation.

You are an intricate being

Blown into life.

Fragile .. yet!

With every strike,

We get to ride the bike,

In a different direction

With a different kind of affection

Towards ourselves first and foremost.

If things did not change,

In our life and other people did not turn the page

…even if on us,

We wouldn’t push for change;

We wouldn’t aim higher,

Or see that down much lower

we could find our happy;

We Wouldn’t adapt, or expand,

That intellect, that street smart, life-smart,

This skillset that saved us from the next big blow,

And instead took us to the golden bow!

Where the arrows of creativity, peace, love, and positivity

… Brighten our once grim world:)

Life is way too short,

Not to believe in you.

Yes all fragile!

Life is way too short,

Not to believe this world was created for you to shine.

Fragile?

Why though would it want you to suffer?

Life is way too short,

To sit and wonder if i will make it through.

You will.

Love ❤️,

Joy

May 7, 2018; 9.54pm

Aching

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Annaya, LEBANON. Taken April 29, 2018

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Some days you wake up dating..

The days on your calendar- eagerly waiting..

On the next one, I might stop hating”

Them days when you wake up sore,

Not like tired to the core, No.

More like limbs aching,

While in the background someone’s baking..

A delicious pie to heal all aching.

 

Aching!

You..you sit there feeling:

How far is the healing,

And will my heart still be beating?

Your forehead burning,

Your nose hurting,

As the pain drops to the neck,

Ah! And now it’s hit the heart

Like the paint is splashed on a piece of art..

Aching

 

Because it feels tireless and useless,

Trying to explain what you feel,

When he isn’t bothered to peel.

You’re two worlds apart,

Where all those common grounds disappear,

Making way for only depths shoved off to the rear.

Aching!

You’ll find someone who gets it better than me,

And that’s a definite –lee!

We may share one view from the same hospital bed…

But that was only partly manifested in each’s head!

Find someone simple,

Maybe even with a dimple!

I am not there,

But that’s where you are now..

Not where I am, and I can’t explain how;

I’ll keep chasing our common grounds;

Paying in all the pounds..

To understand where we grew apart.

But i’ll also know,

There’ll be nothing,  though lots of snow..

Covering the tips of your beautiful yet lost soul.

 

Aching.

…Maybe you can handle,

All the tangled,

But my emotions are sincere;

They got to be untangled…

Even if they may not all at once appear.

Leave me alone. GO.

Oh the aching.

 

You don’t have to get it,

But you’ve already hit it.

Aching but inside you bet it’s baking!

 

… An enthusiastic start,

like a freshest tart (:

So many flavours spread out already,

Then a voice comes shiny and pretty,

Hi!! Have we met, in this life or maybe the other”?

“But I think we should hangout, ever been to Narnia?

You’d love it.”

Aching but baking the best of a new world

That comes out when you release the bird,

once caged inside of your beautiful soul

…that was temporarily “aching”.

 

Live, and Love Life.

And Live, and Love life again and again, and again.

A.l. w. a. y. s.

 

Joy.

 

With all my love to you my people,

Started on my  Diary Apr. 10, 2018;

Inspired to Completion:

in Byblos- Lebanon  Apr.29, 2018; 9.40pm

 

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Completed my piece for you when I came across this gem <3. #inspiredme

 

Diagnosed..

Diagnosed..

To Aya,

My idol. I love you.

To you, my people. ❤

31 years old was her new milestone.

She knew exactly what scared her to the bone!

Because she has entered the so called “zone”..

where doctors change that tone;

Where most nightmares are sown,

To the human brain that stands always prone.

*Diagnosed.*

But as she anxiously awaited confirmation..

Benign was it, or malignant?

… {silence}.. Indignant!

Yet, there she was standing at the station,

Taking the train to tell the whole nation,

Trust me, you would do just anything..to alwaysknow.”

*Diagnosed.*

It changes a life,

Makes her live a strife,

As the news sure cuts like a knife…

Oh But her beauty!

Was nothing like a duty, as

She never asked..”Why me

Yet she called on the other bee,

To make her plea,

Before it was too late. Still..

It’s never too late or early to know“, she said..

*Diagnosed.*

Get rid of that ghost!

Go & have that check;

Pick your card from that deck,

If it’s a tumor you get,

You are still no wreck..

because you knew, you know

And can still glow.

*Diagnosed..*

In your own body,

Or If anyone else you embody..

You are not just somebody.

Yes you were *Diagnosed!*

But only to be the Strength,

That can stretch at length

To overcome this.

Yes you were *Diagnosed!*

To be the Message!

And the Passage,

Of someone whose path was a wreckage.

*Diagnosed..*

To be the Sign,

and the lucky Dime..

The Salvation from human frustration..

Over the littlest things, especially when:

Humanity loses track of what really matters in this glimpse of a life.

Yes, *Diagnosed!*

as Carrier of Life,

Whose fight  inspired just right,

The love to live to be fired;

And all those who now admired…

*Diagnosed…*

and the *Prognosis!*: 

Malignant! Indignant!

Malignant! Indignant!

Malignant! Indignant!

But all that don’t matter!!

Love yourself enough to know.

[…]

Go & have that check;

Pick your card from that deck,

If it’s a tumor you get,

You are still no wreck..

Because you knew, you know

And can still glow.

#breastcancerawareness #friendship #negativeturnedpositive #strength #weakness #mindbattle #love #selfcare

To Aya…an idol.

To every one of you my people..

To the ladies *diagnosed* and not,

To the men who have known someone close to heart *diagnosed*..

Woman of Steel

You are a woman of steel,

Who’s had no time to heal

You are a woman of steel,

Whose heart is ripe to peel..

Peel off those burdens, those memories,

Those scars, mountains, and accessories

…Accessories that now decorate the garden of your heart.

 

You are a woman of steel,

With eyes the colour of teal,

And hands as timid on the wheel,

..that wheel of LIFE

That may have just not stopped spinning.

But you know what, woman of steel?

Those whose heels stop spinnin’,

Fail to heal themselves and their “other”..

 

You are a woman of steel,

For every time you breathe,

You think this is my last breath

For every time you kneel, to a love not real

You acknowledge you have that hidden strength,

To fight at length,

For all that you believe in at heart!

 

You are a woman of steel…

So don’t you fall apart,

When distant closures may make you cave in,

Or feelings of longing make you lose your part.

 

You are a woman of steel,

So you easily bend when things get real,

But you bounce right back with a whole lotta zeal.

 

You are a woman of steel,

For overcoming every ordeal,

With a courage that’s surreal

And a kneel that can heal..

The most broken-hearted soul,

With the most healing stroll.

 

You are a woman of steel,

For all you have endured

Was finally bundled for you in a little present,

In a bundle of joy and cuteness,

Like your own little crescent.

With him, you started over,

Making a new life, vowing to win every fight-

But this time, not for you … 🙂

 

This time, until forever, it’ll be for him.

So, woman of steel,

Go ahead and stir the wheel!

Take command of your own beautiful ship

For no one has ever built a perfect ship.

 

You are a woman of steel,

And the clouds pray for you to heal!

Go now! and love and trust again,

For you are a woman of steel.

 

Inspired and dedicated to a piece of my heart in the Netherlands, who  calls me her “guardian angel”, yet all i do is just share my heart and mind with her. I am humbled..

Feb.11, 2018; 10.48pm.

Tonight though, i sensed i wanted to share this with all of you. So, to all of you ladies out there waiting for closures, self-doubting, or passively living or slipping.. You got this. We got this.

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Captured at 8am today during my 25km run: a stormy day was predicted. Yet, despite them clouds and agitated sea, there was a beauty unexplained. And, it actually turned sunny as i ran my 19th km. There’s always a crack of light, hope, or strength no mater what, when or where.

Love,

Joy.

Christmas: A Different Tale

This year, Christmas is a different story.

I met a lot of people in my 2017, more than any other year i think.

Christmas was a different tale in different lives:

I met gems, who celebrate two Christmases.. because their parents are not together

I met some who cannot celebrate Christmas with their loved one because their families have different religions..

I met single moms, who thought this year, that was it, it’s all i can take.

I met friends, who celebrated Christmas with a heavy heart that’s unexpectedly lost somebody very dear

I met parents who celebrate without their kids or grandchildren because the adults don’t really “ talk “ anymore

I met multiple people who lost their *Mum* this year and their dad only few months back

I met individuals who celebrate Christmas with a very sick parent or sibling at home or on a hospital bed..

I met humans who celebrate Christmas in austerity, due to life’s tighter economic conditions year on year.

In that same year:

I met people who have little in their pockets but rich on contentment and enjoyment of exactly what they have.

I met people whose support system at home is indeed broken up,

yet who see the little hidden advantages even in that and who are on the roll to be better at evthng they do- talk about strength and positivity in life!

I met people with heavy hearts, yet who carry more happiness to every other human they meet.

I met new moms who were never that warm at heart or that optimistic..spending their first Christmas with their baby in a real home.

I met some others who gave in a lot of compromise- loving it- to prove that religion is just a tag and you can live and love and learn about other religions and still be part of a real family

I met people whose close ones have such poor health or who are very sick themselves .. yet, being around them is like a humungous wave of optimism, where all is rosy in this life, for them, and for others.

These, well, they turned out to be the same people having all the hardships listed above… 🙂

Life is full of stark contrasts;

It takes away things, giving others.

It closes a door, but opens others. Hurts but then mends..

Just like it takes sadness, to touch real happiness

It takes failure to know success

It takes heartaches, to find the one, that’s how “you’ll know”

It takes having so little, to appreciate the bundle of #blessings you now have

to celebrate Christmas and every day you get in this life, knowing you have a lot more than many, many.

It takes hardships and strength and multiple attempts to be who you are today,

To know how to spend this Christmas just #grateful for having those you have around you Now.

The Now is so short, yet is a lot.

Yes, They may not be here tomorrow,

you may not be here tomorrow either;

This Christmas, i saw how frail we are just by being Human.

Yet, with a heart that treasures what you have and overlooks what you don’t have,

You can live like a king:

so humble, that his blessings just flow upon every human in his kingdom.

Happy Christmas my most beautiful blessings and gems💫.

PS:

It takes so much more courage to:

Love and live a religion of Love,

Be Kind..

Than to walk with the world, go with the flow even if it’s a wrong one.

After all,

“You can’t blend in, when you were born to stand out”, ever ✨.

Stand your ground;

You can’t change who YOU are at heart and in soul, then maybe the world can Start to change the way it sees.

All my love,

Joy

♥️🌹🦋

Dec. 25, 2017

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Snapped on our way back from spending Christmas eve in the Bekaa region, in a beautiful city called Zahle 🙂
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On the same road we took, you could see the mountains and the sea at once. It was raining yet the sun also found itself a spot:)

Good Day, A small reminder:)

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A crack ..hmm,
a bad day? bad job, bad relationship, bad plan, bad marriage, bad book, a failed test perhaps, a horrible incident, a broken heart(s), hurt by people far or loved ones,
 
a crack.. 
giving up, losing hope, going back to that addiction, or that slacking or hiding away from things, lost, failed at it so many times .. 
 
a personal, social, or professional, psychological, or whatever crack, 
 
You’re still standing , are you not? Existing, now, here , reading this, are u not? 
 
As long as u take a breath, u can live ur life, really live,
 
because we don’t fall apart unless we  decide to Let go and stop trying, 
 
Try, easy, slowly, experiment first, at your own pace, take a chance, spend the money or time or pay the cost and carry the responsibility believing in ur own decisions, 
 
but don’t give up because … 
u are yet to meet people who will fall in love with YOU, ur vibe, your spirit, your Mind, or anything that makes YOU up.
 
There is only 1 YOU, and if the people in ur life so far did not see it, like may in our lives have not, then Others will – u cant give up on being u, it’s YOU so show yourself off
 🌻👑🤗
All my love,
Joy
Sept. 23, 2017