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Sometimes we Pray.

What if the very existence of your mundane day to day was the answered prayer?

I find as Humans we consistently seek, yearn, ask, beg - particularly in times of struggle to a source for answers.

We fail to understand that this mundane task of folding laundry, mopping the floor and paying yet another past due bill is the sacred answer.

I know this is controversial and hard to grasp.

Yet, I also know deeply within my heart and soul that G-d is speaking to me through these moments.

“You are alive my Beautiful Child”. - I imagine the words beaming from his/her ever loving heart to mine, “For I have created you in the image and likeness.”

So what does this mean?

I can only speak for myself and my many spiritual experiences that have occurred during my most painful, troubled times, which led me to truly believing in a Higher Power.

I now find peace with a smile as I wash the dishes, dust my shelves and pay that daunting bill.

For I AM ALIVE!!!

Another day to feel the sun kiss my skin.

Another moment to hug my loved ones.

Another delicious meal to wake my senses.

Another dance in the kitchen while I hum to myself.

Another belly filled with laughter at lunch with Friends.

Another remarkable gazing up at the starry night sky.

Another tear falling my eye, in grief or joy.

WE are the Prayer.

The Living Prayer of the Human Experience.

Our pain, our struggles, our diagnoses, have not left us unworthy.

Have they made us weathered, yes.

Have they made us question our very existence and beliefs, many times.

Have they also left us more tender and compassionate, yes - always.

We are the Living Prayer - Warrior and Warrioress of the Mighty Light.

#mentalwellness #MightyPoets #Gratitude #BipolarDisorder

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Fallen Apart

I have reached the end

Living has smeared me thin.

And I can’t keep from breaking anymore.

I want to be where you are.

Unbroken. Whole.

Running through your meadow

As the sunbeams grow

But dying smeared you, too.

Tiny sparks raining from a tissue

Of light. Dispersed in the darkness

Until they can’t be seen.

Solute in the solution

Of oblivion.

I will carry you until I go.

Then these words will catch the faintest glow

Paint your silhouette from the shadows

When someone sees you here, you aren’t gone

And I can bear being alone

Until my sparks sputter as the darkness comes.

And nothing and I become one. #Depression #MentalHealth #Suicide #Trauma #PTSD #MightyPoets

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The Peace of Solitude

Nature knows you.

She holds you.

No judgement, only unconditional acceptance of who you are, where you are, exactly as you are.

You can smile when her clouds part and the sun beams grace your cheeks.

You can stand on top of the boulders and scream your rage into the waterfalls rushing thunderous crashes.

You can weep in a field of wildflowers, because once too- you were as wild and free as them.

It’s all composted within her.

All she knows is the innate rhythm and cycles of the seasons.

The decay, the inward wait, the rebirth and the fertile flourishing.

She mirrors to you a gentle reminder of your own nourishment.

Your own ebbing and flowing.

“Be gentle”, says her breeze.

“Be resilient”, says her tree branches.

“Be bold”, howls her wolves.

”Be mindful”, sings the birds.

Solitude nurtures Peace.

#mentalwellness #natureheals #solitude #peace #BipolarDisorder #MightyPoets

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The Peace of Solitude

Nature knows you.

She holds you.

No judgement, only unconditional acceptance of who you are, where you are, exactly as you are.

You can smile when her clouds part and the sun beams grace your cheeks.

You can stand on top of the boulders and scream your rage into the waterfalls rushing thunderous crashes.

You can weep in a field of wildflowers, because once too- you were as wild and free as them.

It’s all composted within her.

All she knows is the innate rhythm and cycles of the seasons.

The decay, the inward wait, the rebirth and the fertile flourishing.

She mirrors to you a gentle reminder of your own nourishment.

Your own ebbing and flowing.

“Be gentle”, says her breeze.

“Be resilient”, says her tree branches.

“Be bold”, howls her wolves.

”Be mindful”, sings the birds.

Solitude nurtures Peace.

#mentalwellness #natureheals #solitude #peace #BipolarDisorder #MightyPoets

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What love couldn't heal

I gave grace to your brokenness,
hoped love would help you heal.
But I can’t carry a future
you never chose to feel.

I confused potential with purpose,
got lost in borrowed time.
But God doesn’t author confusion—
He speaks through peace, not signs.

What’s meant for me
won’t leave me in doubt.
So I’m releasing you in faith
and trusting God to work it out.

I’m letting go of the fantasy,
the fixing, the chase—
and anchoring my soul
in the safety of God’s embrace. #MightyPoets #Anxiousattachment #BPD #Depression #MentalHealth #CheerMeOn

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Where do I turn?

Why does it all have to hurt so much? Why can’t I get a break? Just when I think things might be starting to settle, something comes up that sets me back again.
My chest and stomach feel like they’re being crushed.
My heart feels ripped open.
I can’t reach out, ‘cause no one can help, even when the truth is spoken.
I guess this is my life now, I should take it as it comes, though it gets harder to take each next step, I can’t be where I don’t belong.
#ComplexPosttraumaticStressDisorder #Depression #MightyPoets

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Utter "Belay"

Another tortured dream

Hanging from a bedsheet

Voices screaming in my ear

“Kill yourself, loser!

And our pain will be over!

We have no compassion to spare.”

Just utter ‘belay’

And your life will slip away

Into a kinder place

Stop heaving on that line

That drags you to this fraying lie.

The knotted cloth

Digging into my darkest thoughts

As they starve for air

Are we doomed to prey

On each other’s misery

Until we see dirt with our empty stares?

Just utter ‘belay’

And this pain will slip away

Into a colorless space

Stop heaving on that line

Before it drags you to the truth in time

We dance our graceless jigs

Hanging from a puppet’s strings

Tracing the steps of the roles we play

Regardless of the course we’d tack

We kill each other in the final act

The Author could write it no other way.

Just utter ‘belay’

And the colors will fade away

Into a painless place

Stop heaving on that line

It will take you there in time.#Depression #Trauma #PTSD #MentalHealth #Suicide #MightyPoets

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Save Me by Melanie R.

Save Me by Melanie R.

Save Me!
Save me Heavenly Father.
Save me Lamb of God.
Be near me Holy Spirit, and guide me toward salvation; guide me with your love!

Oooooh oooh…

Oh oh Sovereign one,
The son of God, come save me…
I need your presence in my life.

Ooooohh……
Oh please!
My body is aching.
This earth is not my home,
no place to lay my head.

Oh the Agony in the pain-
Struggling in suffering….

Sweating blood, Lord take this cup!
The thorn in my side!!!
Oh Lord!
You are faithful, and can do all things!
Save me!
Save me!
Oooh! Oooh! Come and bring your light!
Save Me Father!
Save me!

Psalm 51:1
Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your steadfast love, according to Your abundant mercy…

Matthew 26:39
And going a little farther he fell on His face and prayed,”My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me, nevertheless, not as I will, but as You will.

To see these stories (and many more)
as songs and come to life,
please see my YouTube: Melanie’s Melody.

Thank you! God bless and be with you all!

#MitochondrialDisease #AutoimmuneImmunodeficiency #ChronicIllness #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicPain
#InsideTheMighty #MightyPoets #MightyTogether #CheckInWithMe

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Clean Hands by Melanie R.

Clean Hands by Melanie R.

With clean hands and a pure heart,
I come to your throne.

Seeking Your presence,
my forever home.

No worldly distractions
may lead me astray.
My trust in Your process,
Life, Truth, and The Way!

Cleanse my hands.
Start anew.
Refresh my spirit.
May my heart be made true.

As Your grace is assured.
Guide me to follow
Your steadfast love
Brings hope for tomorrow-

For my Lord.
Clean hands, pure heart!

For the heart is where all things flow.
Connected to spirit,
Our hope for tomorrow-

Blessed are those with hearts so refined,
For they shall see God,
and in mercy they'll find..

clean hands, pure heart,

Jesus’ refuge,
a place I belong,
A safe haven deluge
my voice sings His song….

All day long for His glory!

Sent from above!

clean hands, pure heart-
Pour on the oil -

Jesus, we love you!
Blessed be His name!
Clean hands, pure heart
To Him be The Glory!

#MitochondrialDisease #PrimaryImmunodeficiency
#ChronicIllness #ChronicPain
#InsideTheMighty #MightyPoets #MightyTogether

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Flexing my Kindness muscles.

I lift weights because it’s my Love. I’ll also lift your spirits and help you rise above.
My Kindness muscles flex wherever I go. My empathy and compassion make hearts glow.
I want you to know that you are a blessing to me. My only wish is for you to be happy and free.
My name is Danny Gautama, if you need me I am here. Now, appreciate my poem, stand up and cheer.🤣.
-Danny Gautama

#MentalHealth #Depression #Anxiety #MightyPoets

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