My Musings – Page 34 – Not your ordinary tales

Clearing the Clutter: Letting Grief In

The room was still, quiet in that way that makes you aware of every sound—the creak of the floorboards, the soft hum of the fridge, the tapping of a distant keyboard. She sat on the couch, staring at the blank wall in front of her. The emptiness around her wasn’t the kind that could be filled with noise or distractions. It was the kind of silence that pulls you inward, forcing you to face things you’ve been ignoring. She hadn’t planned to cry today. It wasn’t on the list. But grief had a way of sneaking up, like it always did. She’d spent …

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When Tiny Steps Feel Too Small, Keep Walking Anyway

Some days, progress is that quiet hum under the floorboards—barely noticeable but relentless. You push a word across the page, another rep at the gym, another lap around your block, and nothing feels different. The world expects fireworks, but real change is a slow trickle, not an explosion. It’s two in the morning edits when your brain begs for sleep. It’s the same hill on your run that once felt impossible. If you wait for excitement, you’ll waste nights staring at a blank screen or miles undone. There’s freedom in shrinking your goals …

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Mistress of My Mind

I lost my mind the other day,It ran off fast, got in the way.Got stuck in thoughts that led nowhere,In worries hanging in the air. It dug up things best left behind,Played old mistakes on loop, rewind.Spun what-ifs out till I felt small,Like I had no control at all. For days I let it pull me in,A spinning wheel beneath my skin.Till something snapped—I took a stand,And grabbed my mind with both my hands. Turned down the noise, stepped into light,Pulled myself back into the fight.Because the mind will slip, it’s true,But I decide what it …

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What If Everything You’re Chasing Isn’t What You Really Want?

For years, I believed I was making conscious choices. I had designed an intentional life—one that didn’t follow traditional expectations. I wasn’t stuck in a job I hated, I didn’t live by rules I hadn’t chosen, and I wasn’t mindlessly following the script handed down to me. Then, cracks started to show. Not through dramatic life events, but in subtle, insidious ways. A book that shifted my worldview. A conversation that gnawed at me long after it ended. A hobby I assumed I’d fail at—only to discover I wasn’t just good at it, I loved …

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The Gift of Hitting Rock Bottom

Nobody asks for suffering. Nobody wakes up thinking, You know what would make today interesting? A complete emotional collapse. And yet, life doesn’t exactly wait for permission. One day, you’re fine. The next, you’re staring at the wreckage of everything you thought was solid. And then come the well-meaning advice givers. Everything happens for a reason. Time heals all wounds. Stay positive. The verbal equivalent of slapping a Band-Aid on a bullet hole. If I had to endure pain, I decided I wouldn’t let it be pointless. If life was going …

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The More You Hold On, The Faster They Run

I was in a coffee shop once, watching a couple at the next table. The woman was leaning in, her eyes wide, her voice laced with urgency. The man? He was nodding, but his body was subtly pulling away. You see this all the time—a dynamic where one person is holding on a little too tightly while the other is instinctively stepping back. It’s not because they don’t care. It’s because something about neediness makes people retreat. That moment stuck with me. Because for the longest time, I didn’t get it. I thought connection meant proving you …

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