Lyrical Muse: Quotes to Inspire

Lyrical Muse: Quotes to Inspire Welcome!!! Please feel free to share your favorite quotes, pictures, etc. So I started this page as a way to expand my outreach.

At "Lyrical Muse" we hope to connect with friends & fans from around the world who come to our page for inspirational quotes, photos, and poetry to share with like-minded individuals. I started off just posting quotes for my status updates, they are a good way of expressing something that may be on my mind but in such a way that it may help to inspire others who may be going through something sim

ilar. Recently, several of my friends have starting making quite a few comments regarding my statuses. Everything ranging from: "So, what's up with all the quotes?" to "I really enjoy all the quotes you share and they really make sense to my life." I would love to hear your comments and/or contributions.

“For every place we say goodbye, there is another celebrating our arrival.”This phrase carries an incredible power of ch...
08/31/2025

“For every place we say goodbye, there is another celebrating our arrival.”

This phrase carries an incredible power of change. How many times have we closed some cycles, and later, started new ones. New opportunities begin, new friendships arise, and new loves enter our lives. Suddenly everything changes: the pain fades, the lesson remains, and life shows us that what is meant to be will simply be; what has to happen will happen; and what must leave our lives will leave, so that better things can take its place.

So allow yourself! Take the leap! Overcome obstacles. Laugh a lot, even in the difficult moments. Seek to see the good side of the things happening around you. Do not dwell on what has passed, but be grateful for what has remained. And understand that there will always be new reasons to smile, new feelings ready to bloom, new beginnings to be lived, and new stories waiting to be written.

08/31/2025

We live in a culture that treats rest like a luxury you only get after you’ve “earned it.” But in the Kingdom, rest isn’t something you squeeze in after the work is done—it’s what equips you to do the work in the first place.

Jesus didn’t rest because He was weak; He rested because He was wise. He knew that ministry flows out of overflow, not burnout. Rest is not laziness, it’s stewardship. When you neglect rest, you’re not proving your strength—you’re draining the very vessel God intends to pour through.

When was the last time you really rested?

Accountability, ownership, responsibility, acknowledgment. Facing the consequences. We must. There is no growth or heali...
08/31/2025

Accountability, ownership, responsibility, acknowledgment. Facing the consequences. We must. There is no growth or healing without accountability, but might we tune into the ways in which we punish others and ourselves. What tendencies are here? Let me be clear that for some of us what might sound like a punishment is actually a chosen boundary. So much of this has to do with our intentions and deliberate energy.⁠

Do you cut someone off to punish them? Do you give someone the silent treatment to punish them? Do you badger yourself incessantly to punish yourself? Do you withhold love from another or yourself to punish?⁠
What is your relationship to punishment? And what is your relationship to accountability/ownership?⁠

We may need to journey back here a bit and look at the origin stories created around these in our family of origin (FOO).⁠

How were you punished as a child? Teenager? Young adult? Or even still today? What was explicit, and what was implicit? What would the people in these systems do? Was there cutoff? Was there passive aggressiveness? Was their harsh criticism and degrading talk? Was there silent treatment? Was there abuse? What about journeying back and looking at how our FOO held accountability with us (and themselves)? Did they model something for us? Did they talk to us about accountability and ownership if we did something that required it?⁠

I’d encourage you to tune in here and see what you attach to all. Get curious, find the templates, and see what may still be showing up for you today. Is there something that needs to change about the way you relate to yourself or others when there is a rupture? Is there something you’re repeating that you might need to release? Tune in.

Most people don’t actually want growth.👉 They want comfort with results.👉 Ease with change.👉 Soft landings with strong o...
08/03/2025

Most people don’t actually want growth.
👉 They want comfort with results.
👉 Ease with change.
👉 Soft landings with strong outcomes.
But that’s not how it works.

The path to strength, healing, and resilience?
🙌 It runs straight through discomfort.
🙌 And not just the kind life throws at you…
🙌 The kind you choose.

💥 Waking up earlier than your excuse💥 Saying no to what drains you
💥 Lifting weights when your mind says “skip it”
💥 Feeling your feelings instead of numbing them
💥 Moving your body even when you’re tired
💥 Taking the damn stairs

It’s not punishment.
It’s a vote for who you’re becoming.
A reminder that you’re not stuck—you’re capable.
Comfort will whisper,
“Stay here. It’s fine.”
But “fine” isn’t the life you were meant for.

Discomfort is where the spark comes back.
The edge returns.
The healing begins.
Keep choosing the stretch.
You’re not here to play small.

🔥 Which one are YOU committing to this week?

Drop it in the comments. Let’s make it real.

Women are reciprocators not initiators. She reflects what you give her. Lead with love, effort, and clarity, and she’ll ...
05/14/2025

Women are reciprocators not initiators. She reflects what you give her. Lead with love, effort, and clarity, and she’ll return it tenfold. But bring confusion, selfishness, or inconsistency, and she’ll withdraw not from bitterness, but exhaustion. She can’t bloom in barren soil.

She follows where you lead if she feels safe, valued, and respected. She doesn’t need a master, but a man: someone who guides without controlling, protects without smothering, and loves without conditions. Give her effort, and she’ll give loyalty. Offer peace, and she’ll build a home. Pour into her consistently, and she’ll overflow with love.

But she won’t beg or chase a one-sided connection. If she’s distant, it’s not that she changed she’s responding. To your silence. Your disrespect. Your mixed signals.

Want her soft... Be her safe place. Want her open.... Be steady. Want her love... Be trustworthy. When she feels led and cherished, her reciprocity is unstoppable.

Sometimes life doesn’t give you closure—it gives you courage instead.This wolf didn’t wait for the forest to part,for th...
05/12/2025

Sometimes life doesn’t give you closure—
it gives you courage instead.

This wolf didn’t wait for the forest to part,
for the path to be clear,
for the pain to make sense.
He just walked forward—
with questions still unanswered,
and wounds still healing.

Because strength isn’t always loud.
Sometimes it looks like
waking up and choosing to keep going,
even when the weight of yesterday
still sits heavy on your back.

So when the past knocks,
don’t open the door—
open your chest,
breathe deep,
and remind yourself:

You are not what broke you.
You are what survived it.

( ✍️ Yellowstone Wolves )

It’s not selfish to set boundaries. It’s not selfish to want your love to feel soft, safe, and mutual. Somewhere along t...
04/26/2025

It’s not selfish to set boundaries. It’s not selfish to want your love to feel soft, safe, and mutual. Somewhere along the way, people started confusing self-respect with selfishness—especially when it comes from someone who’s tired of being drained. But asking for kindness, asking to be met with the same tenderness you give, isn’t a demand. It’s clarity. It’s a reminder that love should never be one-sided labor dressed up as virtue.

You’re allowed to say no. You’re allowed to step back. You’re allowed to ask, “Can you handle my heart gently, or not at all?” That doesn’t make you hard to love; it makes you honest about what love should look like. Wanting a relationship where care goes both ways isn’t selfish—it’s human. And the ones who can meet you there won’t make you feel guilty for needing what you need.

— Balt Rodriguez

There was a version of us that kept trying—out of habit, out of hope, maybe even out of fear. We thought love meant bein...
04/19/2025

There was a version of us that kept trying—out of habit, out of hope, maybe even out of fear. We thought love meant being the last to give up.

These days, we no longer chase after moments that leave us hollow. We’ve stopped talking just to fill the silence, stopped reaching when nothing reaches back. The ache is still there, sure—but it’s quieter now, like a wound that finally knows it won’t be touched again.

This isn’t about being strong, or brave, or healed. It’s just about being done. Just finally done—not bitter, not loud. We’ve spent enough time trying to be chosen, trying to matter in places that kept us small. So we lay it down—the begging, the proving. Just quiet clarity, and the courage to let go.

Here is a truth you often don’t hear: traumatized women have the potential to become the most powerful people in this wo...
10/02/2024

Here is a truth you often don’t hear: traumatized women have the potential to become the most powerful people in this world.
The most ignorant members of society call this type of woman “damaged.” But she is the most powerful type of woman there is.
What they forget is that survivors have the most dangerous advantage of all: resilience.

When you try and you try but you can never bring a woman down, you’ll know there is no going back. Don’t fool yourself. You could never defeat her. You never will.

This is the woman who will always rise from the dead; Lady Lazarus, after going through hell and back.
This is the woman who has burned her feet in the flames time and time again and always lives to tell another tale – even if she has to crawl back to life.

She was never given love or approval on a silver platter, so in order to survive, she had to love herself in a way others could only dream of. She fought tooth and nail for her own self-acceptance.
No one cuddled her as a child or told her pretty things; she had to fend for herself each step of the way. She knows she can survive because she already has and will again.

When someone tells her, “You can’t do it,” she says, “Watch me.”
She is fiery light birthed out of wintery darkness. Brought into the underworld by Hades, Persephone brings forth spring and rebirth when she reemerges finally from the cold.

She owns her shadows and seamlessly weaves them into the fabric of her freedom, creativity, imagination and independence.
All of her life, she was given every evidence of human cruelty and the evil people were capable of. She understood early on that the monsters people dreamed of existed in human skin.

She lived all of her nightmares in high definition. She was given every reason to give up, handed every justification to never believe in herself or anyone.

But there is raw magic in the ways in which she cultivates a faith in herself, to manifest the dreams her soul was meant to bring forth.

Despite it all, she still conquers.
She still survives and thrives.
The “damaged” woman is capable of immense manifestation not just in spite of, but because of the traumas she has gone through.
There is no one more motivated than a woman who has constantly been told what she cannot do or who she cannot be throughout her lifetime.

There is no one more determined to succeed than someone who has nothing left to lose.
The “damaged” woman doesn’t sign up for the hardships of her journey – but she plays the hell out of the cards she’s been dealt.
The “damaged” woman is not damaged at all – she is wounded, and in channeling and healing her wounds, she becomes the source of incredible energy, the site of unbelievable potential for abundance and change.

She possesses the power to use her wounds for the greater good and her highest good.
She builds her own success and becomes her own rugged hero; tends to her own scraped knees.
She uses every stone thrown at her to build the foundation for her empire.
Brick by brick she builds – and despite every attempt to tear her walls down, she rescues herself again and again.

Despite it all, this type of survivor may still face hatred, envy, greed from those around her. They try to tell her she is too damaged to soar.
See, when the women society call too “damaged” perform better than those who never were, it tends to upset the status quo.

As a result, she becomes the survivor of countless witch hunts, the target of many persecutors. Yet when they try to burn her at the stake, she does what comes naturally: she resurrects herself.
After all, nobody suspects that it is the wounded woman who has more power inside of her than the bullies who appear to overpower her.

They laugh and ridicule the mute warrior, the one who seems to never fight back.
But here’s the thing about this type of woman: she observes.
She learns how to pick and fight her own battles. Her spirit may be broken, but it is relentless. She perseveres, bit by bit. She takes it all in.

Perhaps she stays voiceless for years. For her soul, it may seem like for centuries. This is an ancient wound, one that seems to follow her from generation to generation.
Yet at some point, it comes time for her soul to fight back in order to survive. It comes time for her to rise.

She stays silent for so long that when she finally speaks, the world erupts and cracks wide open.
Her pent-up magnificent energy, born and bred in the pressure cooker that she calls life – is that of lightning.

Where once hopelessness was her default, now abundance becomes her birthright.
Where once she was timid, she now unleashes thunder in every action and word that she wields like a sword – and with it, she always brings a storm.

Now when she creates, she creates new worlds and transforms and manifests on a level that cannot be recreated by someone who never had to struggle to survive.
When you hear the voice of a powerful survivor and the will of a warrior – there is nothing you can do but to stop and listen.
She is the voice of a million lifetimes lived.

She is the voice of the hopeless and the powerless when the fire is brought back to their eyes. She is the harbinger of the justice that the voiceless have longed to hear and feel and touch.

Regardless of how much you try and how it may seem, you can never truly bring a survivor like this to her knees; she already knows the value her scars bring.
She knows how to fill the cracks between her wounds with gold.
She knows how to transform each bitter word cast upon her into an iron-clad will that will set her and other caged birds free.
You can’t ever defeat a “damaged” woman, because she knows exactly how to save herself.

- Shahida Arabi

Dear Dad,Sometimes I think about what life would be like if you were still here. I can't believe it's 14 years you've be...
09/13/2024

Dear Dad,

Sometimes I think about what life would be like if you were still here. I can't believe it's 14 years you've been gone. I still think about our conversations, especially when we were both “just driving down the road”.

I keep you tucked away safely in my heart, just like you kept your little notebook tucked safely in the front pocket of your shirts. So many things remind me of you, especially being in nature, which is ironically also the time I feel closest to God. Maybe it’s because you’re closer to Him than we are.

It’s the little things like the way the dew glistens on the grass in the early morning sun, the sunlight filtering through the trees deep in the forest, hearing the gobble of a turkey, listening to any songs by Elvis, and the list goes on. They all have a special way of making me smile or laugh, while also bringing a tear to my eye. Grief is a funny thing like that, it comes in waves when you least expect it.

I miss your silly sense of humor, and the way you listened keenly without judgement. I miss you beating me at rummy, and telling the best campfire stories and jokes. I miss the smell of your flannel shirts. I miss the way you'd gently console me when I was upset and tell me "it's ok, girl". I miss your creative concoctions in the kitchen, but don’t worry, your kids are not far behind when it comes to following in your footsteps in this department! I just miss you, Dad.

The earth got a little dimmer the day you left us. But God continues to show us there’s always a glimmer waiting around the next corner. He took one beautiful soul, and blessed our family with many more.

Love and grief are good reminders that life is so fragile. One minute we are here, and the next minute we are gone. As stated by Thich Nhat Hanh, “The present moment is the only moment available to us and it is the door to all other moments.”

Death is not the greatest tragedy, not living is. So hug your loved ones a little closer today, tell the people you care about how much you appreciate them, we never know which moment will be our last.

May you always be smiling!

"I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the ve...
08/25/2024

"I used to dislike being sensitive.
I thought it made me weak.
But take away that single trait,
and you take away the very essence
of who I am.
You take away my conscience,
my ability to empathize,
my intuition,
my creativity,
my deep appreciation of the little things, my vivid inner life,
my keen awareness of others' pain
and my passion for it all."

~ Caitlin Japa

~ Art by Julia Arnt

I hope you allow your life to be more than you ever thought it could be. I hope you press back on the limiting thoughts ...
08/18/2024

I hope you allow your life to be more than you ever thought it could be. I hope you press back on the limiting thoughts that have made you cling so tightly to the worlds you’ve already outgrown. I hope you will listen to the little calling in your heart that knows what’s really true, even if your mind doesn’t yet understand how it might be possible. I hope you will consider that maybe there’s more available to you than you even know to ask for. I hope you will let yourself be expanded, to see that there are others just like you taking big leaps in the directions you always hoped to go, but have just been waiting on the courage.

I hope you will take nothing for granted — no lesson, no person, no place. I hope you will see that everything was a teacher, even the most unlikely of experiences was in some way there to guide to your path. I hope you will have faith in the fact that everything that’s meant for you will find you, remain with you, or return to you, it is only a matter of when. I hope you will realize that when you ask for a bigger experience, you’ll first be handed the lessons that will grow you into the type of person who would have that life you want. I hope you’ll begin to see the purpose in what’s seemed meaningless, I hope you’ll never lose faith that your happy ending is still there, still waiting.

I hope you will remember that is no desire that can be within us without an equal amount of potential to make it reality. I hope you will let yourself dream. I hope you will let yourself consider more than you assumed you’d be able to have, not always in scale, but in depth and beauty and truth. I hope you will know that no experience will be wasted. I hope you know it will all eventually add up. Most of all, I hope you will realize that the journey was the becoming, not the arriving. I hope you’ll give yourself the chance to enjoy the journey while you’re still on it.

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