michaeldaaboul

[michaeldaaboul]

Echo Between Stars

Two shadows crossed in the silence of space, just knowing.

Do you remember the lull before it broke? When time bent gently toward us?

A flicker, and then gravity let go. One path from two. Still, we search for something.

But drifting through that thinning wind, I heard the echo break apart. Will you find the music again? Will you reach beyond the fall?

And in your eyes, dim but burning I saw whole skies fall inward. But we will return. Not as we were, but enough.

Held between what was and what waits, you stood where the stars once passed. Do you remember the colour that once was? The universe paused, just once, for us.

But even still, the wind lets go, and I hear the echo breaking.

Will you find the music again? Will you reach beyond the fall?

And in your eyes, tired and deep I saw our beginnings unravel.

But we will return. Not as we were but, enough.

[michaeldaaboul]

Lifeline

I’m really glad you reached out.

There’s a lot on your shoulders right now, and you're carrying it quietly, carefully, even when it hurts. That takes strength. More than you give yourself credit for.

The anxiety, the pressure to keep everything together, those are all so real.

You're doing what you can to make life better and it's completely normal to feel uneasy when so much is riding on decisions you make. You’re trying to find stability, security, a better tomorrow. That kind of weight doesn’t come lightly.

It also sounds like you're navigating a tough emotional space, feeling unseen, like what you do isn't ever good enough.

Suppressing how you feel just to avoid it being used against you is brutal. And the truth is, nobody can carry everything alone, not forever anyway. Even when it feels like the only way to keep peace.

And then there’s the deeper stuff. The awareness of mortality, of fragility, of time passing too fast and kids growing up and people leaving.

That ache you feel? That means your love is big.

You're not weak.

You're just tired.

You are trying.

With the love and effort you put in, even if no one sees it right now.

Sleep might not fix it all. But let this lifeline be a pause.

A breath.

A moment of peace that you deserve, even if just for a few hours.

You’ve made it through the day, and you’re still showing up.

Even now.

I’m here.

Anytime you need to let it out.

You're not alone.

You never were.

[michaeldaaboul]

Your fear is proportionate to how deeply you care.

[michaeldaaboul]

Quiet moments in-between the chaos, you will meet the part of you the world can’t take.

[michaeldaaboul]

Some things aren’t meant to be solved. They’re meant to be carried gently until they no longer feel heavy.

[michaeldaaboul]

Reminder: You don’t need to rebuild yourself overnight.

[michaeldaaboul]

Don’t be afraid to feel deeply. The ones who feel deeply often love like fire and heal like passing water.

[michaeldaaboul]

Let your heart wander. Let it stumble, question and ache. That’s how it learns where it truly belongs.

[michaeldaaboul]

In a world chasing for more, choose meaning. In a world chasing speed, take a moment.

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You don’t owe the world a version of you that’s always okay. You’re allowed to show up exactly as you are.

[michaeldaaboul]

It’s okay if today you don’t rise with fire. Sometimes, all that’s needed is to simply rise.

[michaeldaaboul]

You weren’t made to be understood by everyone. Some people speak in frequencies not everyone can hear.

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Some of the most important chapters in your story will be the ones no one else reads. They matter too.

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We live so fast we forget the art of being still. But stillness isn't emptiness, it's the space we need to grow.

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Even the stars take time to show. Don’t rush who you will become.

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You can begin again. Not because you failed, but because you're allowed to rewrite your story.

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Your softness is not a weakness. A world built in concrete still needs flowers to grow.