“Life isn’t about avoiding the dark — it’s about becoming the light that learns how to breathe inside it.” ✨
Welcome to my little corner of the internet, where I share the thoughts, reflections, and moments that fill my days. This blog is a collection of my journal entries , my private thoughts made public , not to entertain, but to explore, understand, and grow alongside anyone who reads them. Here, I write honestly about life’s ups and downs, the lessons I learn, and the moments that make me pause. I hope that by sharing my journey, you might see a part of yourself, find inspiration, or simply feel a little less alone in your own story.
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Sometimes life humbles us , not with violence, not with anger, but with silence. It strips away the illusions we cling to, the pride we carry, and the control we think we have. It reminds us that we are not always the authors of our story, that even the strongest hearts can bend, and the fiercest minds can be quieted.
Humility comes in the small, almost invisible moments: a kind word we didn’t expect, a loss we weren’t prepared for, a truth we’ve been avoiding staring us in the face. Life humbles us so that we remember our place , not as masters of the world, but as souls learning, as hearts opening, as beings growing through the cracks of our own imperfection.
And in that humbling, we find clarity. We find the depth of our resilience. We find the tenderness we often forget we possess. Sometimes, life humbles us… not to break us, but to show us how wide, how deep, and how infinite we truly are.. – Muva
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Read more: I choose Love
There are moments when I sit with myself and think about everything I have walked through , the betrayal, the jealousy, the silent enemies, the people who tried to speak against my name, the ones who smiled in my face while hoping I would fall behind closed doors. There have been times when I could…
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Read more: The Ache of Almost
Why do you feel so near and so far at the same time? Somehow you live in my heart, but not in my arms. You exist in my thoughts, but not in my life the way I want you to. You feel close enough to touch, yet unreachable in the same breath. And that contradiction…
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Read more: Journal Entry Number Four :
” The Cost Of Being Good ” – Muva Sometimes it feels like the good ones either die young or suffer the longest. Like kindness comes with a price tag the pure hearted never agreed to pay. I don’t understand why the soft souls, the gentle spirits, the ones who love without armor are the…
Muva's Letters 