Robyn Ellis
Bio
Robyn is just trying to get her creativeness out into the world.
Stories (4/0)
A healthy guide to endure rendezvous with despair.
Ah yes, the infamous feelings of anxiety, melancholy and stress that never announce their visit or ask for permission to keep me company. I actually met them a few years ago and they didn't seem that dangerous at the time, little did I know that over the years my new comrades would show their true colors (the original creators of shades of grey) and leave me wondering how did I ever let them into my life.
By Robyn Ellis3 years ago in Motivation
Rising star in the making
I had every reason to start 2021 feeling empty, lonely and most of all, hopeless. I spent Christmas in isolation because of testing positive for Covid, my grandmother passed just before we welcomed the new year and for the first time in my life I lived 2000 kilometers away from my family and friends, all of which lead me to anxiety and inner turmoil. Looks bad, does it not? Well, like Nietzsche said, one must have chaos in oneself to give birth to a dancing star.
By Robyn Ellis3 years ago in Motivation
A small act of pancakes
It was getting dark outside. I was lying on my bed, tears falling down my cheeks in sync with the rain outside. I had survived one of the biggest panic attacks I had since moving to this hostel, and was now fatigued to the core. I was surprised how well I had handled my 10 day quarantine in my room and how unbelievable was the situation now. On my last day of isolation, I received painful news from my mom. She didn't have a mother anymore. It was to be expected, I mean, my grandma had been deteriorating for years now, but nothing can prepare you when it finally happens.
By Robyn Ellis3 years ago in Humans
Safe Between Stars
She was calm. She looked at the dark water full of stars, galaxies and all the ingredients that made up the universe, down infinite depth. The water was still, only her breath created subtle waves in front of her. The ocean of space was endless in every direction, everywhere she looked there was the horizon. No end, no beginning. Just the moment. It was dark yet she could see everything there ever was. She reached out and took a handful of tears on her palm and looked dreamingly at it, a few stars had slipped in and sparkled like diamonds, even though they were smaller than sand grains. It made her even more serene, just watching the stars dancing effortlessly from the momentum. How did something so crushing, burning and excruciating create this mesmerizing beauty? She didn't feel lonely, for she had her constant companions with her, above and under. She gently poured the liquid back to the ocean until there remained only one star which emitted delicate lilac light. Once her hands had dried, the celestial body started to grow. It took a while to escape it's tiny size and struggled to maintain a steady maturation, like it had an internal fight whether to bloom or stay little. Yet it didn't have a choice and finally grew the size of her heart. There she was with her purple star in her hands, standing knee deep in an eternal body of water, wondering why she couldn't always feel this peaceful. Softly, drops of water started to fall up like rain, carrying with them parts of the universe, some a thousand stars, others a pair of galaxies, slowly taking place with their upper siblings. Never had she seen something so divine. She felt safe amongst the rising teardrops, hugging her star close to her and looking hypnotized at the ethereal scene around her. There was no up and down, left or right, only pure joy.
By Robyn Ellis3 years ago in Poets