“Just be happy and don’t be stupid.” — Adele

             I will be the first to admit, WAY too often I am guilty of becoming a "stupid girl".  I get caught in my own mind and create stories upon stories upon stories. I am so good at letting my imagination run wild, it is almost scary. I am usually able to force myself to shut the book that I am creating in my mind, but, there are times when I continue to write chapters in my head. If you were to disect my brain, you wouldn't find books... you would find shelves full of novels. And the truth is, I know better than to do this. I caught on to this habit of mine years ago. And yet I still allow myself to get caught up in it. Why? I am literally sitting here laughing at myself, because even as I write this, I am creating stories in my mind about something that is bothering me. It is ridiculous.
        I have asked myself repeatedly why I do this? And after years of trying to figure it out, I think I know why I do it. So often in life we are told that we are not good enough... that we are not worthy of certain things. We are always pushed to become more than what we are. And, if you are told it enough times, you start to believe it. And when you start to believe that you are not worthy of certain things, you get scared when those things start making their way into your life. You almost expect that things will go wrong. So, why not be prepared for it? Why not be prepared  for any heartache or disappointment that will come your way? And my way of becoming prepared??? I start imagining the worst possible outcomes. When you imagine the worst, 2 things can happen.
                1. The worst actually does happen, but, at least you were prepared. No surprises involved. You are ready with a wall up, and defenses high. (Didn't say this way healthy btw, lol)
              2. Something *less* than the worst happens, and you have more strength to deal with the situation because you had been prepared for a tougher battle.
             Neither of these 2 outcomes make it worth while. When you create stories in your head that involve other people, all you are really doing is creating a barrier between you and that other person. And more often than not, the other person is undeserving of that barrier. These stories are a result of fear.  Fear caused by our own insecurities. And at least in my experience, they usually have very little to do with the other person.
              So. . . . solution?!?!!? Well, I am working on it. It all starts within. Realizing, that

*YES, you are deserve happiness. 

*YES, you deserve good things in your life.

*YES, you deserve someone amazing in your life.  

*YES, you deserve to smile. 

          Once we start to realize and appreciate just how amazing we are, we will be more willing to allow amazing things to not only enter, but STAY in our lives. 

Always Blushing,

♥

Jessica Michelle

Take a Step Back

 

Always Blushing,

♥

Jessica Michelle

"Perfection"...... I hate that word......

         "Perfection".... it is quite honestly one of my least favorite words in the world. I know through struggles of my own in the past, this word has lead me to feelings of inadequacy and pain.  Webster defines "perfection" as:  freedom from fault or defect . We live in a society where if you appear to be outside of the "norm" in any way shape or form or if you do not fit into the standards by which have been deemed to be 
"perfect", then you are going to be judged by what you are not instead of being appreciated for what you are. 
        There are so many levels of beauty in the world... so many places for us to see beauty. If we would only really open our eyes and take a look we would see that we are surrounded by it. We are so quick to judge a person by the way that they look, that we sometimes completely over look the things that really matter in life. Imagine all of the amazing people that we miss out on knowing, simply because we are unable to free ourselves from the walls that we put up.
       Not only do we judge others unfairly, but we get so caught up in comparing ourselves to what we think society wants us to be, that we lose who we really are.  We forget, that at the end of the day, we close our eyes and no longer see our reflection in the mirror, but we hear the thoughts that travel through our mind and our heart. How amazing would it be if we could focus more on our thoughts and our purpose in life, than our weight and our skirt size? 
          Anyways, just a thought... I definitely have more to write on the subject, but it is getting late and I need my beauty sleep. K*I*D*D*I*N*G!

Always Blushing

♥

Jessica Michelle

"Sunrise" by Jessica Michelle

Sunrise
Your in my sight
The power you have over me
On the horizon
All that is right
And not just what seems to be

Sunrise
Your on my mind
With nothing in between
Morning to darkness
Darkness to light Its so much more than it seems

Sunrise
You lift my soul
And carry me in between
Moments we've forgotten
That once took their toll
remembering all I've seen

Sunrise
You've brought me here
To the place I long to be
Dreamt for my heart to see clear
For you to come rescue me

Sunrise
I've taken you back
And feel safe to set you free
To light the way
For all that I lack
You've given me faith in me.



 Always Blushing

♥

Jessica Michelle

"Beauty of Who You Are" by Jessica Michelle

It's the beauty of who you are
as I watch you walk away
you tried to save yourself
for a rainy day.

Looked into the mirror
and saw through your looking glass
stayed up to see the moonlight
and let the memories pass.

Walked the dusty path
searching for the day
starry nights and whispers
that were soon to come my way.

Dancing in the twilight
rain drops on my cheek
stars beaming down
catching words we don't speak.

A moment in my history
A memory in my night
remembering what was
even though its out of sight.

Battled for tomorrow
but what you couldn't see
this war I've been fighting...
it was all within me.

No longer just a dream
I've found my way
from broken paths of emptiness
to a brand new day.


Always Blushing,

♥

Jessica Michelle