Mental Health
Wind & Soul
Soul Soothing Journey Wind & Soul I sat on a dark wooden rocking chair that was on the porch of a friend’s house. My friend called me over for breakfast after I sent her a message saying I was having trouble holding on. When I arrived, I walked through the front door and she embraced me in her arms. I felt a genuine love pour out of her and directly into me. The warmth of this love caused me to melt in her arms. Nothing had changed in life; at the same time it felt like all had changed in life. She walked to a table at the center of her living room and picked up a teacup. She placed it in my hands and the warmth of the cup reminded me of the hug she’d just shared with me. Her hands settled around mine as they held the teacup, she then said,
By Marysol Ramos6 months ago in Poets
Just a Drop of Water
Soul Soothing Journey Just a Drop of Water To exist or to not exist, that is thy question? That is always the question. The point of living always seems to be as if there isn’t one. I will die, as will others, and all we have done will truly mean nothing. We will be forgotten and so will our opinions, words, and actions. Everything we do, create, and experience will just die along with us. So, what is the point? To just live and experience life in whatever way life will allow?
By Marysol Ramos6 months ago in Poets
Soulful Mushroom
Soul Soothing Journey Soulful Mushroom I found myself to be only a few inches tall; resting under the hood of a mushroom, watching giant raindrops fall before me. I felt safe. After all, I created this place. The rain fell, but dissolved right into the dirt, only leaving behind its rejuvenating aroma. Each breath I took was gracefully savored, pouring out the pain of my soul and pulling in a revival from the earth. I kindly asked the rain to stop — and so it did. I placed my hand on the stem of the mushroom and thanked it for allowing me to enjoy the rain without being caught in it. I felt its vibration respond as a comforting friend saying, “it was my pleasure.” I admired the colors it displayed; a repetitive waterfall of orange, green, and blue that rippled down the mushroom, disappearing into the dirt. I walked from under the mushroom and felt myself grow.
By Marysol Ramos6 months ago in Poets
Magic Carpet Ride
Soul Soothing Journey Magic Carpet Ride It felt like a magic carpet ride; this magic, though, seemed more authentic. There were no genies, wands, or magic spells. Instead, it was the power of Mother Nature reconnecting with me as if I were a long-lost child.
By Marysol Ramos6 months ago in Poets
Flame and Light
Soul Soothing Journey Flame and Light “God brought me here.” Both men said to themselves. One was smiling while adjusting his tie and exiting his luxurious vehicle while the other one dropped his bike to the ground and noticed another hole in his shirt.
By Marysol Ramos6 months ago in Poets
Mother Nature's Melody
Soul Soothing Journey Mother Nature’s Melody I’m not fully sure what happened. I felt emotionally, mentally, and spiritually tired and angry. I wanted to somehow open my forehead and allow all my thoughts to be free. I wasn’t even sure what would come out. I also wanted to find a way to open my body from the center of my throat down to the bottom of my stomach. It was as if I wanted to let all the pain escape and be free. I wanted it to be alive while out of me instead of in me. I wanted to see it, communicate with it, and understand it — because I wasn’t understanding a thing.
By Marysol Ramos6 months ago in Poets
Pond of Us
Soul Soothing Journey Pond of Us Checking the weather app on my phone, I walked from the kitchen back to the bedroom. I saw “today’s high will be in the 30’s” and I knew I’d made the right decision to stay home. I placed a mug full of coffee on the nightstand and put my phone on silent to then throw it into the closet.
By Marysol Ramos6 months ago in Poets