[Poem][The Motivation Block]

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The Motivation Block

 

Have you ever been so motivated to act on something that…

You don’t accomplish anything?

The buildup, that feeling, that high you feel knowing exactly what you want to do…

And still you do nothing to achieve that amazing goal.

It’s as though having that raw desire, that complete knowledge that what you want to do is so amazing, that it WILL be better for you,

Is even better than fulfilling that dream.

But how could that be when achieving that goal is the goal?

The motivation of simply having something to reach can be debilitating,

Especially when you have no idea what comes next.

The escapade of ‘what ifs’ comes, and the ‘what will I do afters.’”

Motivation to accomplish is willing rushing towards the end of something,

Even though the attainment of the goal, the end product will enrich your life,

The fear is still there of what happens next.

The biggest fear is that nothing happens at all.

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[To My Mum for Mother’s Day][ -<3 ]

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For my wonderful mother. In all the fanciful worlds, characters, and situations I phantom with my writing, I would never imagine my life, my world, without you in it.

 

To My Mum for Mother’s Day

Inaudible. That was the only way to describe the strange muffled sounds I was hearing beyond the dimmed darkness before my eyes. I couldn’t understand what my little ears were hearing. Even my thoughts, they suddenly began coming to me, like waking up from not existing.

I was scared. Everything was ne, my memories only just beginning. I heard more sounds, louder this time, I shuffled and heard, “crack!” Oh no! I thought, what was that? The sound was so close, all around, nothing like the inaudible beyond what I could see. Frightened, I moved again to try and see something different, something more. “CRACK!” I couldn’t move without making that terrible sound! What if it hurt me? What if it meant something in this space around me changed? I was still getting used to what was here. Maybe this would was meant to crack?

Frightened, I pushed beyond what I knew.

It was so bright beyond the dark that I pushed against, my eyes shut from it, and the fear of the unknown. The sounds I heard became louder, but my tiny ears adjusted. I heard something new, but I knew it was familiar. I risked opening my eyes.

Before me sat someone much larger than myself, but made no motion to harm me. She looked at me with big comforting eyes, that made my fears vanish. I was glad I pushed out of my little world and had her waiting for me.

“CRACK!” Oh no! That sound, had I done something wrong? Would this new world fall away like the last one did so quickly? I didn’t want to leave, I liked it here!

She leaned forward and nuzzled me, pushing me gently from my spot. I heard more cracking, but quieter this time. I looked down and saw crunchy fragments beneath my wide feet. I stepped on them purposely, “crack… crack… crackcrackcrack!” It was safe, I was still here with her!

I started waddling over to her when I saw more small crunchy fragments, too far to have been from me. I looked around and saw something small. It was yellow and fluffy looking, with brownish streaks. And another! And another! All of them looked nearly identical! They all looked frightened, like I must have. But it was alright because she was there, waiting for all of us to find our way back to her. She made little fuss if one of us went astray or needed a small nudge in the right direction like I did.

She knew we were all her babies and was ready and waiting when we realized who she was.

Patient and loving from the moment our little heads began to think for ourselves, she waited for us to come to her. When we did, when she knew we were ready. she lead us forward in to the unknown, ready to teach us, to pick up if we fell, to show us how to be loving just as she was.

All us little ducklings in a row, our brave Mama lead us on. Although the world could be a frightening place and even when we think we don’t need her anymore, she’ll always be there. She wouldn’t say ‘I told you so,’ when we’d push back under her wing, even when we’re no longer small enough to fit. No matter what mischief we’d manage to get ourselves in, no matter how we may have hurt ourselves, she’d be there to make it better.

Even when I have little ducklings of my own, I know she’ll love and treat them as her own. Still ever the kind, loving, protective Mama that first nudged me out of my shell in to this strange new world.

I love you Mum!

Happy Mother’s Day! -<3

[Poem][Four Lines of Text]

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Apparently, even after my last post about getting back on the swivel chair to write and post more often… my wheel became a little stuck on the way over to the desk.

In all fairness, I did find myself in the emergency room for a pretty nasty infection that appeared this past Friday and became a full-blown issue by Sunday evening. Not that it has cleared up and I’m feeling about 90%, the posts are coming!

I am working on War of the Seasons, I promise it’s coming! In the mean time, please enjoy this little tid-bit poem!

 

Four Lines of Text

I am four lines of text on this page.

I am exactly what I appear to be.

Do I have ambition to be more than I am?

Yes, but perhaps just not today.

[ Finally! A Chance to… ]

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To sit down and post!

You may or may not recall that I mentioned my move to another city a few weeks ago… It’s happened and over with! Well, for the most part anyways. A few boxes still left full of my possessions and a bookcase to be got in order to empty most of those said boxes, but any major moving is over with.

I have also been able to facilitate a transfer from the Guelph Dollarama that I worked at with a bunch of awesome ladies, to a Dollarama on Lakeshore Road West, in Mississauga. It’s a bit of a drive, especially if I don’t leave early enough due to all the construction on the Gardiner Express, which is going to be the new norm for the next TWO YEARS! But gladly, the people there are amazing to work with, even after just three days of working with them it’s plain to see how awesome they are.

Those of you who live in Toronto-Mississauga, my heart goes out to you! Personally, I am inwardly jumping for joy that I did not in fact decide to live in downtown Toronto. Getting to Humber Campus – Lakeshore would have been next to impossible! Working on top of that would definitely have been impossible. All I can suggest to those having to make the commute in that area, make good use of Google Maps and its Traffic function! Not only can it give you alternate routes but can help you detour around areas of traffic that’s just piling up.

The countdown to my program beginning is almost up as well! Next Monday I will be beginning my Creative Writing Program through Humber College – Lakeshore and am thoroughly excited to have a professional critique my work and have her input on how to improve. I’m hoping this will encourage me to button down a bit more in order to develop a more stable writing habit so I can work not only on my school work, but also to keep a healthy relationship with my blog readers. On that note, in the next few days, I will be posting another installment of War of the Seasons. Those of you who have been curious about Aeron can finally receive a few answers!

Until then, stay safe getting to where you need to in one piece!