Roses are Red But normally they’re black Far away in the east Where the dragons attack Lies a little village that’s built from red roses Where the water turns pink and the green light exposes The old and wise travel upstream Where the birds grow on trees And the dragon blows steam Where the moonlight shines upon the chaos of nature And the Ronin fights Whilst cloaked shadows await her She flies from her home and leaves all behind Not shedding a tear, she disappeared in the night…

Everything passes with time. Some move slower than others, sometimes we lose people we dearly love and want to spend more time with, some wounds take more time to heal, some peoples time is shorter that others, some people watch time go by whilest other take advantage and that’s okay. There is peace in knowing thats part of life, there has to be ‘balance’. Some things have to end in order to make space for new. We often feel sad things don’t last forever.. but this is part of life. Every ending, has a new beginning.

Overthinking can feel like drowning in your own thoughts. It will make you disconnect from reality, giving you the illusion of drowning whilst floating above. You can be living your best life and having the most amazing people around you, but you won’t experience it this way.. I believe growth and gratitude keeps us grounded. Focus on the beautiful things in life and appreciate the people around, then everything will fall into place.