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"A wounded soul may hurt as much as a wounded body." -- Sergio de Mello
Yeowsir.... I wrote a blog a while back about being broken My Parents Are Broken and I gotta tell you that my heart sis here knows me just like the small book she bought to bring me outta this funk. I want to thank her publicly for being the warm and caring soul she is to me and for being there for me when I break.
The book is called, "My Beautiful Broken Soul".. she put a personal dedication on the inside to me which I will not share as there are just some things that I am selfish about - this being one of them. She, however, is not a broken soul, she is my beautiful caring soul that loves me with my flaws and breaks and chips and cracks, and for that reason, my heart fills so full I can fill it overflow.. she has gotten me through some tough times and I hope that one day, the love of her life comes into hers and treats her like the true treasure she is.
It is not a secret, and as I have blogged about this a few times, I realize that I am "broken" and don't always necessarily "fit" into all situations, but there is one thing that I do know about me that no one will ever take from me. I look for the good in people, and capitalize on it and try to let that person know that good trait, that great characteristic, talent, heart. The book my sis sent me is a small one .. not many words, but the words that are there speak volumes and if you would allow me to quote some of the wisdom there, I hope it will warm your heart as it did mine and make you realize that even if you fall into this same category as I place myself.. "broken" .. you still own your own beautiful soul.
"I walk by a broken scallop shell...and leave it to search for more perfect ones". (kinda like tossing aside people who honestly love and care about you and are sincere about it).
"But then I stop...go back... and pick up the broken shell. I realize that shell is me with my broken heart. This shell is people who are hurting.. people who have lost loved ones... people who are frightened or alone.. people with unfulfilled dreams. This shell has had to fight so hard to keep from being totally crush by the pounding surf... just as I have had to. Yet this shell is still out on the beautiful sandy shore.. just as I am.." And I thank the Lord that I haven't been completed crushed by the heaviness in my heart.. by the pounding of the surf.
"If our world were only filled with perfect shells, we would miss some of life's most important lessons along the way. We would never learn from adversity.. from pain... from sorrow." Thank you Lord, for all I learn from my brokenness...for the courage it takes to live with my pain... and for the strength it takes to remain on the shore.
"Broken shells teach us not to look at our imperfections...but to look at the beauty..the great beauty..of what is left. Broken shells mean lots of tears...lots of pain...lots of struggle...but they are, also valuable for teaching faith, courage, and strength. Broken shells inspire others and demonstrate the will to go on in a way that no perfect shell could ever do. Broken shells are shells that have been tested... and tried.. and hurt.. yet they don't quit. They continue to be." Thank You, Lord, for the great strength it takes to simply be...even when I hurt so deeply that there seems to be nothing left of me.
I am finding peace in these words and I think the hole that was recently opened in my heart is closing. I don't not want to feel a deep and wonderful love in my love again, I want to be brave enough to heal and open up again to the one man that will see the breaks and chips and cracks in my shell, but realize that there is beauty there also, because I have come through the pounding surf and am still standing...
Thank you heart sis and red for your email and words.. I love so many here, because of their broken beautiful souls... they collect along side of me and we stand our ground through the pounding surf, listening to each other and keeping each other in site and heart....
Good night Mrs. Calabash wherever you might be....
I leave you with a Gary Allan song that fits, called Trying to Matter...
Gary has been through hell
and the words:
We walk, we fly, we stay sober, we get high
We sleep all day, stay up all night
Right a wrong, and live our lives
We work, we play, we leave, and we stay
We worry about tomorrow, today
We laugh, cry, cuss and pray
chorus:
Tryin to matter to somebody
Tryin to get the time of day
Tryin to fit into this crazy world
Somehow, somewhere, someway
And it's all we're all lookin for
It's never too late ya know
To try and matter to the ones that matter most
I've lived, I've learned that bridges don't just burn
Well that's the devil's selfish pride at work
Every chance he gets he'll take his turn
Chorus 2 x
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It's never too late ya know
Tryin to matter to somebody[/B]
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redtigr
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Jul 15 @ 10:42PM
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We are all of us imperfect; chipped, scarred, blemished, dented... But isn't the wearing away of the hard protective layers of that shell what it takes to reveal the iridescence - the incredible luminous beauty that lies within?
So are you like that beautiful fragmented shell: translucent with honesty, shining with humility, soft around the edges - and resilient in your beautiful soul.
Nuff said...
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EternalFlame
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Jul 15 @ 10:42PM
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Totally BAMF blog, gf.
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PrettyGreenEyes578
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Jul 15 @ 11:32PM
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"If our world were only filled with perfect shells, we would miss some of life's most important lessons along the way. We would never learn from adversity.. from pain... from sorrow."
So true, My Friend!
Thank-you for your words of wisdom 
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wandaful123
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Jul 16 @ 11:22AM
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Broken People. Broken shells...
Hi Luvs, my name is Wanda and I too, am a broken person.
It just so happens I also collect broken shells. Mussel shells, to be precise, of the most glorious blues and purples oftentimes inlaid with mother of pearl. I use them to make jewlery. It's so versatile it works for both men and women...
I do believe we have, for the most part on some sort of a large scale, entered a healing zone of a sense. Last night I hung up the phone from a wonderful MD friend, we happened to be discussing broken people, did a last check on blogs and Lo and Behold here you were again.
I choose to see a cosmic force recognizing those of us that are ready to heal and pulling us all together to support / cheer and just plain walk alongside each other.
I am proud to call you friend... 
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sciurusniger
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Jul 16 @ 11:47AM
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oceanlover734
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Jul 16 @ 5:47PM
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Sis you know I love you and yes this made me cry. One thing more because to me it is soooooooooo very important. You said I don't not want to feel a deep and wonderful love in my love again, I want to be brave enough to heal and open up again to the one man that will see the breaks and chips and cracks in my shell, but realize that there is beauty there also, because I have come through the pounding surf and am still standing...
I think this is very good and important. One can't stop believing in love no matter our disappointments. More impotant to me though is I want you to see how special and wonderful you are. See for yourself and accept that.
Me loves ya!!!!!! ~*~
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