Mental Health Poetry and Narratives Articles.
This is an experiment I started yesterday. I close my eyes and write about the first word that comes to my mind. I write spontaneously. No thinking, planning, researching. Obviously, a lot of what I write will come from what …
‘You’ are the biggest prize! (Poem)
We are holograms. (Poem)
Can we be wise like a tree? Shedding thoughts that no longer serve us well, and infusing fresh thoughts.
Don’t feed your agony. Don’t try to stop your thoughts. Go to the source of the thoughts and examine if it is true.
Welcome growth also means welcoming the pain that comes along with it.
We get what we dream about. We should be willing to see.
Being present every moment is meditation.