“Be a Healer” A Reminder to Consciously Combat the Pandemic

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Earth is healing when we collectively become conscious that we are not in control, finally our planet has found its will to breathe well when our hands let loose, freeing from suffocation. In the same way, we are supposed to heal and be healed while we are given this much time to rest and recuperate as we all are exhausted and most cases of sickness do occur when exhaustion is bearing down on us and when we are not fine, we tend to make one another sick.
LONG BEFORE the virus got its name and became rife, the world’s already critically ill, perhaps this pandemic is just an OUTWARD manifestation of our ego’s disease. We may not be in a utopian century where everything seems perfect but we have been more inclined to decimation that we turned our safe haven into a ruthless adversary causing us to feel powerless.
We whine and rant vehemently out of fear, we think we are done for because the world is a cruel place, the problem is that very thinking that the problem is outside ourselves. WE ARE THE CRUELTY OF THE WORLD because we feed each other resentment and pain through violent words and actions whether we are aware of it or not.
If you don’t believe in God, at least try to realize that life is an energy force that moves through every bit of what we are. If we want paradise, then allow your mind, body and spirit to commit to healing yourself that you eventually do this world a favor by becoming a healer yourself anywhere you set foot.

-Nicola An

“Limbo” by Nicola An

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Sometimes, I feel like I have run away far from myself with a one-way-ticket decision, my footsteps unheard like my muted words I arduously fumble for that even my treasured dry blossoms look flat-out useless in my sight. All the universes seem to be just sleeping inside me- a disconcerting silence ringing.

But this is the very moment I realize that you can only give yourself the space and time to recuperate and grow when you detach from you, by learning that you can be more than everything you’ve known about yourself. Just because you have come to shed another layer of yourself doesn’t mean you have gone astray.

You can’t always stay as a bird in a cage when you can actually fly. Feeling lost is not a setback, it’s a timely opportunity of seeking so you can let go of your invariable idea of who you are, don’t just color yourself with one hue when there are millions you can dare try.
Be patient with this emptiness and quest, it’s always worth waiting for yourself if you put your faith in the many ways you can flourish and shine once again.

-Infinitely,
Nicola An

Illuminated Decade

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Another decade has commenced, may we live in ILLUMINATION INSTEAD OF ILLUSION, that we get rid of this grotesque mask that overshadows our authentic self and choose to shape a renewed reality by becoming real. May we learn to be honest with what we want and what we don’t want anymore, have the courage to follow what our heart longs for and drop everything else that does not make us feel comfortable, appreciate what we already have and work for what we aspire with a clean conscience, and may we dare to acknowledge our insecurities and make them a huge part of how beautiful we are as imperfect humans. May we all see that the true light we are looking for in the dark, the LOVE we deserve is in our keen and full acceptance of who we really are inside and outside.
YOU ARE THE LIGHT YOU SEEK, WAKE UP. -Infinitely,
Nicola An

TO THE ONES WHO FEEL LIKE THEY’RE STUCK FOREVER

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TO THE ONES WHO FEEL LIKE THEY’RE STUCK FOREVER,

You may find yourself confined, buried like the tiniest seed planted alone while everybody else stands aloft, as full-blown and resplendent as the cluster of trees around you, and then shame is thrusting you deeper below the ground that you go on thinking how hapless and dark it is now and you won’t ever make it out of this lowest point of life forever. Come to think of it that the deeper the roots, the higher chances that your growth will know resilience enduring anything, your strong foundation will be your everything. Sometimes, THE PLACE WHERE YOU FEEL STUCK IS WHERE YOU GROW BEST. This is just another day when the world isn’t at your feet but you have to choose to look up because the SUN IS ALWAYS THERE TO SHINE ON YOU, this is not just about getting so much of what you want or going farther than where you are. Every moment of stasis is about building yourself up for your greatest endeavors ahead. This is just your temporary chrysalis and it’s only a matter of time before you awaken as a butterfly expected by the Universe that has already imprinted this in your fate. -Infinitely,
Nicola An

“Cleaving”

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Looking at old photographs, I feel entirely estranged from a familiar time. It’s like I was always borrowed by something against my will. Bleak skies and suffocating pitch-black walls I can picture out making me cringe. As I see myself now, a fresh painting with warm colors that every loving smile I wear can emulate the sight of the sun peeking at dawn, all those old photographs are such a distant,forgotten dream. Although I may ask again if we really do forget because after all,we’re made to live through our memories but just because we’re haunted doesn’t mean we should be scared.

Becoming isn’t about putting on a new self but rather, unveiling your true self. As far as being spiritually grown, I am well aware of what I was and what I still am. Sure, I have forgiven the ways I had punished myself and understood the wounds that had to teach me my biggest lessons, nights and mornings have gotten along well with me, still and serene in between and that I have learned to dance despite the unpleasant music I sometimes have to face, there come those moments when I feel awfully alone, I sit down with the same emotions calling me out as though the little devil that used to feed me lies is creeping up again, and yet for what must be a poking miracle, I can easily brush off that unwanted presence and see the brighter reality in a single blink. I know that I can be the old me and at the same time, different from that person.

You, recognizing the slave and the master in yourself can be achieved when you allow this awakening to take over all that you’ve ever been. There will always be an aching in you, hunger and loss will still greet you venomously that you may feel your past resurfacing– this total relapse gobbling you bit by bit.

See? Like always, you fall and break but the good news is you don’t pick up those broken pieces anymore to collect and keep them but to immediately throw them away. You are both inside and outside of yourself, the one who breaks and the true Self that watches and patches up everything for you.

Remember this whenever you feel alone.Looking at old photographs, I feel entirely estranged from a familiar time. It’s like I was always borrowed by something against my will. Bleak skies and suffocating pitch-black walls I can picture out making me cringe. As I see myself now, a fresh painting with warm colors that every loving smile I wear can emulate the sight of the sun peeking at dawn, all those old photographs are such a distant,forgotten dream. Although I may ask again if we really do forget because after all,we’re made to live through our memories but just because we’re haunted doesn’t mean we should be scared.

Becoming isn’t about putting on a new self but rather, unveiling your true self. As far as being spiritually grown, I am well aware of what I was and what I still am. Sure, I have forgiven the ways I had punished myself and understood the wounds that had to teach me my biggest lessons, nights and mornings have gotten along well with me, still and serene in between and that I have learned to dance despite the unpleasant music I sometimes have to face, there come those moments when I feel awfully alone, I sit down with the same emotions calling me out as though the little devil that used to feed me lies is creeping up again, and yet for what must be a poking miracle, I can easily brush off that unwanted presence and see the brighter reality in a single blink. I know that I can be the old me and at the same time, different form that person.

You, recognizing the slave and the master in yourself can be achieved when you allow this awakening to take over all that you’ve ever been. There will always be an aching in you, hunger and loss will still greet you venomously that you may feel your past resurfacing– this total relapse gobbling you bit by bit.

See? Like always, you fall and break but the good news is you don’t pick up those broken pieces anymore to collect and keep them but to immediately throw them away. You are both inside and outside of yourself, the one who breaks and the true Self that watches and patches up everything for you.

Remember this whenever you feel alone.

 

-Nicola An

 

“Love doesn’t intimidate, it can only motivate ” -Nicola An

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Another lazy morning with me at least trying to be useful under the sun with my parents around, I was doing a small chore and I was standing by the garden when I was viewing the full-blown bloom of sunflowers at a short distance- a chain-link fence between us.
The sunflower plant actually belonged to us but for some reason we cannot identify, we can’t grow it at home the way we wanted and expected. I remembered the brief days it was gracing our garden but rapidly losing its bloom that my mom decided to replant it at the land lot next to ours, it’s an empty lot with vegetation only.
Just like that, the sunflower have come to flourish healthily and beautifully among the other flowering plants. I stared at its bloom today, a glorious spectacle marking the start of my day. However, part of me was aching because it’s thriving better away from home like we can’t make it stay just within our property. I asked my mother if there’s even a chance that we can make it come back and not wilt again. Her answer was far from yes so like a little girl crying over spilled milk, I felt defeated that I was thinking out loud: “So even if it belongs to us, we can’t have it with us?”…
Startled, I heard my father responding to me with at least a positive tone “It’s fine just as long as we can see it from here”. I was totally caught off guard, I can only ponder deeply and arrive at a brighter perspective. I was able to let go, not only of the sunflower but of the thought and emotion that had been challenging me the past days.
I didn’t need to identify the reason it wasn’t growing at home, everything happened to teach me a lesson, to identify the reason in myself.
Sometimes, when we know it full well what’s best for the people we Love, we need to consider the choice of allowing them to be in the place where they can live better and do better.
Perhaps, we have to admit that we don’t have enough YET to be the best for them but letting them go doesn’t mean shutting our eyes as if they don’t exist. “I will make that plant grow well with me in time”- the very glorious sight of those we Love should stand as our inspiration to be better than who we are today.
Love doesn’t intimidate, it can only motivate
-Nicola An