Monday, January 31, 2011

The Strong Helping the Weak

A Journal prompt for this week was "How can my Strong self help my Weak Self?"

Well, I feel like I have already had instances where I fell into this so I felt like I was writing this after the fact, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't apply, I feel quite the opposite. I feel like I embraced the lesson well and was able to apply it to my life directly and immediately. Here is how I embraced my Weak Self this week and how I envisioned My Strong Self is there for my Weak Self...

My Strong Self is there to...

wipe away my tears
brush my hair back from my face
rub my shoulder when I am shaking
hold me when I crying
hold my hair when I am throwing up from crying so much
there to give me a drink of water
rock me to make me feel better
allow me time to mope
to pull the covers back when I have been moping too long
accept my flaws
accept my weakness
love me despite my faults
to reach out and take my hand
to say to me...

"it's ok weak self...I love you no matter what...I accept your weak self...we will do this together..from here on out...from now until the end of time and then some."

Foreve we are like a figure 8...Intertwined...

that is how my Strong Self will Help my Weak Self..

It will Love me for Me http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nG7SPCVkKyY
It accepts the Real Me http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3kr9eqxwCo

Lyrics Real Me Natalie Grant -

Foolish heart looks like we're here again
Same old game of plastic smile
Don't let anybody in
Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break
How much will they take before I'm empty
Do I let it show, does anybody know?

[Chorus:]
But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me
Painted on, life is behind a mask
Self-inflicted circus clown
I'm tired of the song and dance
Living a charade, always on parade
What a mess I've made of my existence
But you love me even now
And still I see somehow
But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me
Wonderful, beautiful is what you see
When you look at me
You're turning the tattered fabric of my life into
A perfect tapestry
I just wanna be me
But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me
And you love me just as I am
Wonderful, beautiful is what you see
When you look at me