Strength, your strongest weapon

I had an interesting conversation with a dear friend about strength. And I would love to share this with you all as well as what I have shared with her.

We are not all perfect and we are all flawed but one of the greatest qualities we have are our strengths. These strengths are the strongest weapons we could hold onto, that we could sharpen the blunt edges and to bring us forth towards whatever challenges, obstacles, upturns and downturns we may face. Strength comes in all forms but most of all it comes from us, it radiates from our very core. It is something everyone needs.

I am beyond perfect, we all have our own issues, demons and monsters to deal with but I believe that through a strong network of support system, we can move forward and beat it. It is an endless battle but one must not give up or give in, one must not raise the white flag if you know that you can conquer them. I am glad that I have one of the most strongest support system and without everyone around me, I wouldn’t be here. We can’t all simply be miserable when we can do something about it. Even when we are hopeless but if there is a tiny speck of hope flickering through, grab onto it because you might never know that tiny hope is the biggest strength you can hold onto.

Our passion to help others are our strengths too, we instinctively drop our worries away when we know someone that we care is not feeling well and you do everything you can to lift them up and be there for them. In turn, we don’t really worry about ourselves and the clusterfuck of worries bothering us because we care for others.

But sometimes we do need to be taken care of and sometimes it’s okay for us to withdraw ourselves from the world because we need time to ourselves to recuperate and to heal. This is what I learned and this is what gets me by eventhrough my darkest nights, I hold onto to that tiny light of hope to lift me up even when it is heavy, the hope lies within you and those around you.

So to those everyone struggling and in need of a helping hand to get out and bring you forward, let me give my hands to yours and hold on to it.

and here I end this post with one of my poems:

Of Kings and men, 

We fought for their battles, 

Of priests and clergymen, 

They battle against evil and malicious spirits,

But who dares to fight for us?

Of our own monsters and demons

That resides within us?

Pouring my love and strength to all. 🌹

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