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STRONGER TOGETHER by Mariann Martland

 There are times in life when you feel that there is nobody who understands your pain…

There is nobody to whom you can reach out or speak your lonely words. You feel completely alone, unspeakably lonely. 

And then, you suddenly feel held, you are alone but you no longer feel lonely in your ache.

For some this might be found in a faith, a universal connection: a sense of unity with humanity. Or this unseen force is found for many through a virtual world of words and sentiment, of shared expression, knowing and understanding. 

Over the past year, during times of intense struggle, there have been moments when I have found connection in the most unexpected places. There have been moments when people who I have never met have carried me through into the next moment that had felt impossible to reach, through their writing, their words, their understanding, their shared experience.

 Through these virtual, yet very real, worlds, communities can be formed where acceptance, strength and connection can be found.

Stronger Together


You sit alone.

There is no sound to hear, no voice to speak of.

You look for another to comfort, to care.

Nobody steps into your lonely vision.

But wait, there, in the distance

There are others moving towards you,

Stretching out their hands,

Opening their arms to hold you.

There is a community of souls who understand,

A world where people stand alongside you.

You cannot see them, you cannot hear,

But oh how you feel their warmth.

You are surrounded by love,

By acceptance; a force-field of support.

You are strong on your own.
You are stronger together.
~


Mariann Martland is discovering a voice in her life through words, poetry, art, inspiration and healing. She is learning the difference between enforced silence in the despair of loneliness and chosen silence in the beauty of solitude; how silence can create both pain and peace. She is beginning to find her voice and share her truth. She would love to connect with you on Twitter, orFacebook and on her blog ‘The Power of Silence’.




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