The beautiful butterfly blended its beauty.
beauty
Beautiful?
Sometimes I get out of bed feeling good, and I put myself together feeling beautiful, accomplished, and happy. I try to start a new day better than the last, and that’s how I have been healing myself.
Then we have the days that I cannot bear my own reflection, and the day follows the same pattern. These are the days spent with the misery of past relationships, trauma, and abuse. I could write a book of everything and everyone who have killed seeing myself as a beautiful woman. These days are hard to heal.
The worst part of being a caring and thoughtful human being with empath skills is that you break easier and harder than the rest of the population that is considered “normal”. When someone causes pain to someone like myself, the first place it strikes is at the head of insecurities and weaknesses.
For me, those insecurities and weaknesses are contained within my self-image and vanity. I have never been a vain person, but I would rather look in the mirror and see myself as beautiful no matter who threw crap in my face. Some days are better than others, but I always hear my demons roar.
Today was an ugly day. I’m ready for a pretty one.
Welcome To My World
It stormed all day yesterday, but it made today so damned beautiful! The sun is shining bright. The birds are singing in the trees. It’s a good day to be alive!
I decided since it was such a beautiful day that I would take some pictures and share them.
Lone daisy sitting in the clay
Thank you so much
For brightening my day!
Skies marbles with the clouds
Above the tree tops
Breath-taking…you take away my sounds
Trees up high above my head
With light shining through its limbs
This would be a great view from my bed!
Little pictures from the place I love
The smile glistens upon my face
The sun showers me from above
Little plant growing mighty and strong
I can’t wait to see you blossom
The world of nature is where you belong
All photos by E.M. Kingston.
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The Ramblings of E.M. Kingston 
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