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Melinda Stone shared a letter in the
Poetry group 10 months, 3 weeks ago
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Melinda Stone shared a letter in the
Mental Health group 10 months, 3 weeks ago
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singershayvogler submitted a contest entry to
If you could send one message you learned about life to every person in the world, what would it be? 10 months, 3 weeks ago
Dear Global Readers
What did you want to be when you grew up? A doctor? An astronaut? Maybe a police officer? When I was little, I always said I wanted to be a “typer girl” or a pediatric nurse. But, as I grew older, I realized that I really just wanted to be myself. I was always bullied and gossiped about in school whenever I stuttered during prayer before lunch or when my best friend and I had a secret handshake or when I said I love the Titanic (1997) film. From the music I love to sing to the company I keep, someone always had something to say about it. But, after so long, I learned to ignore those who didn’t like the real me and just focused on those who loved me for me. My advice to is: JUST BE YOU! I always introduce myself as a proudly weird person because I would rather just be myself than someone I’m not. So just remember, always be yourself and don’t ever let anyone tell you any different!
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Shay, you sound like such a fun person! I like some “weird” things too, and it just adds to our personalities. You are so right that we just need to be ourselves and not let the opinions of others influence us one bit. By the way, I love Titanic too. “My Heart Will Go On” is stuck in my head on the regular. Thank you for sharing!
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Aww Shay! I am so sorry you were bullied. I am so glad you didn’t let the bullies stop you from loving your wonderful self. Thank you for sharing. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren
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Oswald Perez shared a letter in the
Poetry group 10 months, 3 weeks ago
Welcome, August
Dear, Unsealers:
The first day of August is heading into the evening hours.
Eight months into 2024?! Time’s picking up speed as the days move along.
As I tend to do at the first or so of every month, I write a poem to welcome in the new month. The dog days of summer are here…
A welcome to the month of August
31 new days in the heart of summerFor the dog days are here
Where it feels like one day morphs into the nextAlthough the calendar is blank
There’s still reason to look forwardFrom the tail end of the Olympics
To the Premier League’s return and the US Open’s first serve
With plenty of room for so much more to be doneWhen August ends
All roads will lead to a long weekend getaway
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maintain4life submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about a dream (or goal) that came true 10 months, 3 weeks ago
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sherno87 submitted a contest entry to
If you could send one message you learned about life to every person in the world, what would it be? 10 months, 3 weeks ago
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sherno87 submitted a contest entry to
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Timothy T. Willett shared a letter in the
Poetry group 10 months, 3 weeks ago
I'm no fool...
I walked in the house-huge it was,
seems I walked for miles.
May a church mouse-full of love,
Begetting me on trial?What are you doing here-I heard,
Why such the long face without smile?
Then at the top-I overheard,
“Child, be thankful for the whiles.”I thought, “How silly-in the kitchen here,
What a great-aged bottle of wine…
Sure would taste good-I wish I could,
Drink the sweet of this vine”!Then I thought, “I’m just a branch,
On the true Vine I hang…
No need to feel fine with fake romance,
God’s Goodness caused me to change”!How would be-if I got caught,
Cheating on my Lord?
Then came to me-in my mind brought,
A Word sharper than all 2-edged swords…It cut my thinking away from drinking,
Saying, “Look straight with thine eyes…
For if you drank, and even gave thanks-
Your foolishness would prove unwise”!Then I just looked a little farther to see-
A deceiving snake staring back at me.
He said, “Just drink, I may not bite…
But I will sting and mar your life”!So I looked again and heard with all,
My common sense telling me-not to take the fall!
So I didn’t, I quit it-And I will drink no more…
For when I get tempted-my Overcomer is the Lord!!!PRAISE HIM!!!
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freeindeed-biblegmail-com submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about a dream (or goal) that came true 10 months, 3 weeks ago
School of grace...
As a child, I went so mild-to the Best School in the world
Southeast Elementry, Kindergarden was plenty-even grade 3 had a sweet girl.
Poor with nothing else, but was so happy-most everyone had such cool stuff.
Free to learn Mr. and Mrs. alphabet-and the menu at lunch was so much!
So I learned how to put those letters together, and write my heart so young
And never thought I’d see the day-I’d be writing from “The Unsealed” Love!
The kids then at School, I remember so cool-how they all truly was
Now yrs. gone by, they still are cool-though life makes me cry from above!
Was not fair for them, nor me, nor any-how things turned out as they did,
Though tradgety so far makes many alarmed-Adults reap the good sown as kids.
So all to find, all reap some good-at different levels, experiance normally would
Take the cons with the pros-could of been a prep, but had to be a hood.
Went so fast, I tried like crazy-to keep my grand childhood free…
But was taken soon, as a swift blast-so God gave Grace to me!!!
By grade 6 I was sick of the sticks, where my Dad moved us all out so-
Therefore I took and ran away-and ran so mad, everywhere I did go!
Drunk and high all the time-every reality I had to escape
My lost soul out of control-so long my madness, lived in the hate.
But this is not about, how I dropped out-of the Southeast Pirates School
It’s about how I wanted all along-again to be so happy and cool 🙂
More yrs. gone by, deeply stuck in pride-But bottomed desire comply,
To the time I wished I could be-the such happy kid I thought to hide.
Then from the Best School in the world, to the school of streets’ hard knocks-
I waited, and waited, and waited a lot…Until by God I was finally caught!
Then He took me to the place-And enrolled me in the School of Amazing Grace!
Now by the faith of my inner child-He took me off trial-For Jesus to pay my fair!
And I tell you all the while-come to find out, He really always did care!!! 🙂
October 18th, a life-changer indeed, He made this broken man complete-
And showed me the way to jump in the hole, and guide the others out of defeat!
Yes, I graduated and He gave to me-Eternal Life when I was dead…
Now everyday is made brand new-in the School of God’s Grace Again!!! 🙂Yes, Dear world, on His time-He made my dream come true!!! 🙂
*PRAISE HIM*
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Timothy, great work! I am so happy that you have found this path in your life. It has clearly changed you in so many ways and for the better. Even though you faced some tough times, your perseverance has always been stronger than that. I love it! Keep up the great work. ♥
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Harper V thank you so much for your kind comments they are very encouraging you’re also a blessing and do great work too keep it up and always be an encourager that helps so many people out including me thank you and God bless. ❤️🩹
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Aww, thank you for the compliment! I always try to be encouraging to whoever needs it and I am glad to have encouraged you, even just a little bit!!
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You encourage me more than you know Harper V.
Your Grace helps me run ❤️🩹Write me back Subscribe  or  log in to reply
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mzeygqueenera submitted a contest entry to
If you could send one message you learned about life to every person in the world, what would it be? 10 months, 3 weeks ago
Being in love with love
Being in love with love
It first starts within
Being in love with self
Then with strangers, family and friends
Learning to love yourself even
When in doubt
Learning to stand alone while figuring everything out
Healing from traumas that others may not know
Stepping into your purpose
Doing your part, so that more love in the world can grow
Being in love with love is spreading peace, happiness and positivity
Being in love with love is loving others outside of me
Being in love with love is loving all……unconditionally
This is the biggest lesson I’ve learned and wanted to share
That no matter what we go through in life
Still show someone else love, and that you’ll always be there
Someone else may have it worse than you
Someone else may need the strength that lives inside of you
So showing love even when you don’t feel it
Is the best healing that you can do
Being in love with love is understanding that within you is where it begins
I am in love with love
Because I know now that in a world full of hurt, evil and pain……..
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EraYah, this is a beautiful poem. I love the meaning behind your words. Being in love with love is something we are all capable of if we choose happiness, acceptance, and kindness each day. You are so right that the only way we can win is by showering others with love when they need it most. Thank you for sharing!
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James/Maintain4life shared a letter in the
Poetry group 10 months, 3 weeks ago
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Timothy T. Willett shared a letter in the
Poetry group 10 months, 3 weeks ago
My Chrome Book...
My nephew messed up
On his “Chrome Book”…
So it was given to me.
Now it is mine to look and see,
Only the things that are clean.
A great opportunity to prove,
That worldly lust will loose!
An opportunity to share with all
Of the One able-to stop every fall!
A possible chance to be promoted
By the One to Whom-my life is devoted!
A very great way to get in touch
Of the ones in time past-
Of whom I may not have said enough!A great time to learn and grow
Improving more on things I ought to know.
May I even be going back to school,
With this little computer-that’s pretty cool!Greatest of all, a way to overcome
The traps set up for me-I’ve fallen through some.
But I trust in the Great Grace of God…
That I’m an Overcomer-through His Word I trod!
By that same sweet Grace-
He always lets me know,
He is my heart-monitor…
Wherever I go!!!Subscribe  or  log in to reply
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Congrats on the new computer. I hope you use it to make all your dreams come true and more. I can’t wait to read all the brilliant poetry you write. <3 Lauren
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Thank you so much Lauren, I do so appreciate all the encouragement from you-you are such a blessing in my life!!! 🙂
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Lauren, I wish I could talk to you. Not as between a man and woman, but as someone who I believe would be able to understand me and possibly be able to help-probably even with some answers. I probably won’t be able to, and that’s all right. But I believe God somehow does and He likes taking broken people like me and loves to fix them. Know for…read more
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maintain4life submitted a contest entry to
If you could send one message you learned about life to every person in the world, what would it be? 10 months, 3 weeks ago
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mzeygqueenera submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about a dream (or goal) that came true 10 months, 3 weeks ago
True Story
I’ve had a few dreams already come true, but some I’m still working on. But with hard work and dedication, I’m sure I’ll make it happen. My most recent dream that came true, was being featured in a best seller’s book.
Growing up, I always used to read the, Chicken Noodle Soup For The Soul books. They were books made for kids, teenagers, adults, pretty much for anyone who enjoyed them.
They had inspirational stories, poems and sometimes even songs written in them from real people and their real life experiences. True stories. I loved reading them whenever I was down, upset or just needed something to lift my spirits. Those stories of others always inspired me in some ways. Ways that helped me understand that whatever I was facing at the moment, others had gone through them too, if not sometimes worse. But somehow, those whose story I was reading, they made it out on the other side of whatever it was that they were facing. Which gave me hope and strengthen my faith that I would too.
After reading those books, I always dreamed of being featured in one of those books. So that I could tell my story just like they did, and inspire others, just like how they inspired me. I just didn’t know how I could make that happen. I didn’t give up, I just was unsure of how it would happen.
Until one day, while strolling through Facebook, I saw an ad for a writing contest for a website called Unsealed. At first, I thought that it’s just a chance to write and release some of the things that I needed to release as while starting my healing journey. But then I saw and realized that it was so much more. That it’s a community of people, writers, artists, friends to share their stories and also listen to each other, to uplift one another. Which I love. Not to mention, my story that I shared would be featured in a book. A book that is very similar to the books that I read and wanted so badly to be a part of. It wasn’t that exact book, but still my dream of my story being shared in a book, for a chance to be read by someone that could also inspire them……. My dream finally came true.
I do wish to do more, because I have a lot of stories to share. I want to take this time to thank everyone involved in the creation and success of The Unsealed community/website/books. You’ve helped me continue to do the work necessary for my healing journey, and you helped me make one of my dreams come true all while being introduced to some amazing people that I too can learn from. Sharing our stories in love and showing true compassion towards one another. See, dreams really do come true. True Story.
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Aww, this is so sweet! The Unsealed community is happy to have you here and is always there for you when you need to talk about anything. There are many people in this environment here to help you through tough times, whether it’s relating to you or giving you advice on how to get through it, a helping hand is always there. Can’t wait to hear more…read more
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Thanks so much!!!! I’m so grateful to be part of this community.
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You’re welcome! We are grateful to have you here
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Oswald Perez shared a letter in the
Poetry group 10 months, 4 weeks ago
Bienvenue aux XXXIIIe Jeux Olympiques!
Dear Unsealers,
Bonjour from New York City!
As I type this post, the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games is on my screen. After an already busy summer of sport due to UEFA’s Euro 2024 and the Copa America, the main event of the summer has finally arrived.
Seeing the athletes floating along the River Seine is making me nostalgic for the City of Lights. I can’t wait to see the competition to come and all the shots of the city in the next two weeks.
As I tend to do, I wrote a poem to welcome in this event, one that only comes once every four years. Let the games begin!
As the athletes of the world gather in Paris
To open the games of the XXXIII OlympiadHere’s to the next sixteen days
After the cauldron is dramatically litAll the stories that will be told
The drama the competitions will bring
With the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat coming full circleFrom La Tour Eiffel, crossing the globe to the waves of Tahiti
Visions of France in all it’s splendorCasting the cynicism of the world aside
For the ideals of sportsmanship that Mr. de Coubertin appealedIn the distance, the Olympic Fanfare is here
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I love all the stories of the athletes. The Olympics are magic. Thank you for reminding me of that. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren
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Shay Vogler shared a letter in the
Fictional Inspirational stories group 10 months, 4 weeks ago
Odysseus of Ithaca
“No. No!” “No. No, wait!” I jolt awake. It was just another nightmare. Another one but, the same one I’ve been having for weeks now. I look over and see Penelope, my wife, sleeping soundly. I hear our son cooing in the next room and the candle on my bedside table told me that it was still dark outside but it was the early morning hours.
I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart, shake off the recurring nightmare and go in to tend to my son. He was born 6 months ago and is growing like a weed! I stand over his bassinet that my father made for me when I was born and smile at him. Telemachus looks back up at me and returns my smile. I pick him up and craddle him close to me. I hold him for a moment before putting him back down. I put a finger to my lips and I go to make him an early breakfast of cow’s milk. Penelope’s milk never came in so we bought a couple of cattle so we could feed Telemachus.
I fixed a horn and cloth for him and returned to feed him. It was just barely day break when Penelope woke and found us watching the sun rise in silence. “Odysseus, is he hungry?” I look up at her with a smile. “Oh. Why didn’t you wake me? It was my turn to feed him.” I just shook my head. Telemachus was still nursing but sleeping at the same time. Penelope walks over to us. “Odysseus, give him to me.” I hand him to her, rise from my chair and walk over to the window. She knows something is wrong when I don’t argue with her and when I stay silent with my words.
“Odysseus?” It wasn’t a question but more along the lines of her pushing for an explanation. I take a deep breath and begin: “I had the nightmare again. Only this time, I was holding someone’s infant son over a wall.” She looks at me in shock. “Did you drop him?” Her bright, blue eyes have darkened and her thin red lips have paled. Almost as if she could pictue what I dreamt. I shake my head. “I don’t know. I woke before anything happened.” Telemachus was now fast asleep and Penelope had returned him to his bed. She wraps her arms around me from behind and places her chin on my shoulder.
“It was just a dream. Albeit, a strange and recurring one but, I don’t think it means anything.” Frustrated, I turn from the window and begin pacing around our small company room. “Odysseus, I didn’t mean it like that.” “I know, I just–I don’t know what to make of it. I have mulled it over and over and over and I come up with no explanation as to why I keep having the dream. I’m actually surprised you slept through my yelling throughout the dream.” She has a puzzled look on her face. “Sweetheart, I am a mother to an infant son. Every time he simply coos in his sleep, I wake to make sure he doesn’t need us. I think I would wake to you screaming from your dreams.”
“Wait. You didn’t hear me?” She shakes her head. Her face full with worry and concern. “Odysseus, what’s wrong?” I begin breathing heavily as I come to the realization that I was screaming in the dream and not in reality. “Odysseus?” I shake my head at her. “You’re right. It’s probably nothing.” She nods her head and I walk to her and enwrap her in a hug. As we stand there in the embrace, I think about the first time we met. Her redish brown hair shone in the sun and her eyes were as blue as the ocean. Her skin had darkened from her time in the sun as a child and she and her friends were playing in a small body of water trying to cool themselves in the Summer sun.
They had just come from the Olympic Games and were flirting over the men they saw when I was caught watching them. Her friends cowered and tried to cover themselves but, Penelope invited me to join them. The water was cold but, refreshing and before I knew it, her friends had left us to our vices. (What if Odysseus DIDN’T kill the infant? To be continued. This story was inspired by Jorge Rivera’s Troy Saga currently on Spotify.)Subscribe  or  log in to reply
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jcarew98 submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self sharing what you love most about him/her 11 months ago
"Keep It Up, Go-Getter!"
His right eye twitching,
That side smile brimming,
His urge to compete is a hungry feeling,
To gain greater Knowledge,
Produce more Excellence,
And be of great Service.Be it second or third fourth or sixth,
He was first once but I plead the fifth,
Strong and Steadfast, that sounds like a myth,
Strove for Integrity, what a giff,
I am proud of his Assiduity,
Just like that time at the spelling bee.Standing up that stage felt like finding a master key,
Though it would take a millennium for a win.
The hunger was there, fighting and yearning to be free.
Sadly the good foods were present where the eyes could see.Despite the new size and no picks at football,
He won more accolades and kept walking tall,
In Shakespeare, he’s Shy-of-luck (Shylock) of the Venetian Merchant,
Then as a Thai King (King & I) asking for a dance, “oh perchance!”
With a high school year always being in the middle,
‘Til the last year where he stopped being second fiddle.Full of stories of day and a different outlook,
Someone told him to settle down and write a book,
With his love of movies with monsters and fighters,
He picked the pen and wrote a hero-themed tiger.
He turned a weakness into a great strength,
He hated poems but now look at his depth.
If I haven’t said it yet, but now in front of this crowd,
From the very bottom of my heart, I am very proud.Voting is closed
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Nnamdi, I love this so much. Being a kid can be difficult sometimes, and I am so proud of you for staying strong and working through that hard time in your life. You are a better person because of it!! I love the line “He turned a weakness into a great strength” because this is a skill that some are unable to master! Looking at our lowest points…read more
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algonzalez submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self sharing what you love most about him/her 11 months ago
I set you free!
Dear little Antoinette,
We are on a trip down memory lane. While I thought I was just planning a trip to show our family where life started, you were planning a healing adventure. We’ve cried a lot. We hung out a lot. And we’ve gotten to know each other better.
I loved letting you lead as our children got to meet your carefree spirit. Swinging from ropes to drop into the very cold springs, canoeing down the peaceful river, jumping off platforms! Making core memories with our babies on the swings right outside of our cabin in the woods. Showing our husband the fearlessness within on hikes through the wilderness.
I know leaving was hard, and you didn’t understand why we had to go and you hadn’t a say so. Thank you for allowing me to meet you at our old house and console your pain. Seeing you jumping up and down, scream “Why did we leave?” Was heartwrenching. Yet, wrapping my arms around you as you sobbed, in the most healing way was the absolute highlight of this journey. Despite spending the majority of our lives in South Florida, North Florida is and will forever be home; I know that now. Soon enough we will be back home. Patiently waiting is one thing we find challenging, however, if you allow me to take the lead we will be back!
You are so brave! You are so carefree! You are so fearless! You are so adventurous! You are so authentically you! I’m so grateful to have spent this time together, and to have introduced you to my family! Thank you for reminding me of who we are at the core. What you have done for me is honestly indescribable! Now, what I will do for you is, set you free!
I love you always!
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Antoinette, what a beautiful letter! I am so proud of you for adapting to the new environment and staying so strong even though you were upset. I am happy that you have found a place to call home and that you can always look back on your inner child for reassurance. She would be thrilled to know she grew up to be an amazing person ♥
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shortcort93 submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self sharing what you love most about him/her 11 months ago
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