This One is for the Girls

When I feel like giving up, I remind myself who this is for.

It is for the little girl I once was.

The one that sat beneath the stars, dreaming of who she could be.

For the old woman I’ll be someday, proud of who I fought to become.

And every version of me that exists in between.

It’s for my daughters,

And my daughter’s daughters.

And every other girl with stars in their eyes and dreams in their hearts.

For every woman who yearns for more.

For me, for her, for all of us.

I need to show it can be done.

And pave the way for those that come behind me.

Following My Soul’s Call

I quit my job and started my own business in the middle of a global pandemic. You might think I’ve lost my mind. And you may be right, it’s too early to tell. But I do know this — it feels so damn good!

It’s a little scary but extremely exhilarating. Truthfully, I feel more alive than I have in a long time. I’ve been set free!

I had been unhappy at my job for years. I was bored and unchallenged. The atmosphere of my office was sucking the life out of my soul. The idea of spending another 30 years there was suffocating.

I knew I wanted to pursue my passion, but I wasn’t sure how to start. Luckily, my first copywriting client found me. She connected with one of my pieces and requested I write one for her business. She loved it and wanted more.

I decided to take a leap! I made a plan and set a timeline. If I wasn’t able to make an income within 3 months, I’d have to look for another job — and I really didn’t want to do that.

At first, I felt like I jumped out of a plane and was trying to build a parachute on the way down. Thankfully, I’ve landed a couple more clients. One for a pretty big project that should keep me busy for a few months.

I believe in myself, and I trust the process. I’ve never been more certain that if you’re brave enough to take a step — the path will appear. I’m learning to tune into my inner voice more, aware that my passion is connected to my purpose.

Life is too short to tiptoe our way through — hoping to make it safely to death. It is meant to be lived fully and enjoyed! Sometimes you have to take risks and bet on yourself. If not now, when? There is never a perfect time.

All we are guaranteed is this moment. Why not take a swing? Even if you miss, you won’t have to live with the regret of never trying.

Xoxo

Tasha

P.S. If you’re intrigued by what I’m doing and want to learn more, please check out my website @natashalink.com.

Wild Heart

She tried to rewrite the story

About the one that got away,

With the pen in her hand

She wielded her power,

The magic in her soul coming to life

As she wove a world with her words,

But In the midst of her fantasy

She discovered the reality

That they were never meant to be,

Even if everything changed

The ending would remain the same,

For the love she deserved

Was more than he could give,

She finally let that dream go

Setting her heart free on the page

Gone but Never Forgotten

I thought I could erase you

But it doesn’t work that way

The remnants of the pencil marks

Are always visible on the page,

At times I trace over them

My Fingertips grazing your memory,

The parts that are in ink

Can still be seen beneath

The white stripe I placed over them

As it chips away with time

And my nails pick at the rest,

I thought I could wash you away

Like words written in the sand

But your name is in the stars

Forever lighting up the darkness

Illuminating my sky,

Letting you go didn’t work

My soul has other plans,

I’ve decided to keep you here with me

In my heart is where you’ll stay

From now until forever

A piece of you will remain

Almost

I dreamed of you last night

You were so close

but just out of reach

Crossing the same path

A few minutes too late

Our lives like parallel lines

Running along the course together

But never intersecting again

Consciousness (Poem)

I am the Wind blowing in your hair

and the Air that fills your lungs,

I am the Butterfly landing lightly on your shoulder

And the birds chirping in your ear,

I am the sand between your toes

And the tickle on the tip of your nose,

I am the Sun surrounding you with warmth

Shining down on you in love,

I am the song playing on your radio

And the rhythm of your beating heart,

You are the leaves rustling among my trees,

I am the Ocean, and you are a wave,

I am the Moon, and you are one of my stars,

I am inside you and all around you,

Don’t you feel it, can’t you see

I am you, and you are me.