To my fellow writers Happy New Year!

Pebbles on a table

Happy New years to you all! I would like to take this time to thank you all for following my blog. Every likes and comments are a source of encouragement to keep painting with words, it takes great courage to do what we do as writers, writing down our thoughts, feelings, experiences, our sorrows and our Joys. We are exposing ourselves, but if you are like me, you understand the art of writing and the power of writing. When we decide to paint with words as I call it, we are allowing ourselves to become the instrument of magic that sprinkle the mind with dreams ,beauty and hopes, in the writing world we are the doctors and the nurses that are providing wellness to the mind, you know healing often start in the mind first before it manifest in the physical body, that is the power that lies in what we do as writers, as we embark on this New year my hopes and wishes for you all, is to understand and accept the power that is in your divine talent, and that your gift will continue to flourish. Every poem, every quote, every chapter that we write is fulfilling a purpose in destiny and not just for us, but for all humanity, every time we write and we share that piece of writing, the effects is like taking a pebble and throwing it into the sea, no matter the size of the pebble, its effect creates a dynamic to the vastness of the ocean. Keep writing my friends for it is your divine gift which has a great purpose. Once again Happy New years to you all ~Micheline Jean Louis


No certainty of what’s to come and what will be ( This New Life)


Walking this road with no directions, just instincts and majority of the time those instincts leads to uncharted territory. Sometime life can be a desolate desert, brutal, a voided place with only loneliness to fill. Every now and then one might stumble upon a tree that gives repose to a weary soul, however, it seems the majority of time there’s always a battle to fight, the onset of life dangers, the unpredictable that bring about the tides of pains and heartaches to stay alive and sane. I find myself questioning everyone and everything, and the more I question, the urgency ignites towards the mystery of it all, which beckons me to come closer. Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose? the never ending record playing in my mind, it feels like my soul has looked into a mirror that cannot be broken, forever before me, possess I search for the beauty that have not been discovered, the secret only I would retain . I keep searching for a love that bear no face or definition, trying to quench a burning desire of something greater than myself; If Only I knew what that desire entails, yet I know the only way to have peace of mind is for me to fulfill that desired destiny, if only I knew what it was I was called to do. Yet to my soul, it seem familiar, it all seem possible, like I’ve lived that moment before, that moment, which I am now seeking, that desire to be, is infinite. I wonder, could it be, I had a life that was so great before. One with a special kind of love, where a great destiny was fulfilled, and in this life the innate remembers and it wish to be once more. Is Possible my soul remembers the cadence of my former life and that fragrance of that former life still lingers in this new life, that fragrance is  the peace amidst the chaos of this new life, the heart remembers something that it has vowed never to forget, to never stop longing, searching and loving, the heart and soul remembers something so powerful that even in this new life, it echoes of a maybe yet again.

-Micheline Jean Louis

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