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In The Mist of A Storm

Life is full of storms. I  mean we all know this. But for me I do not believe I actually acknowledged that I was going through a storm. Everyone’s storm is different, but by sharing it, it allows us to tell what we learned to others and then learn from their experiences. So what does a life storm teach you? Better yet what has it taught me? Well I have learned a couple of things:

  1. Not every storm can be seen by everyone
  2. Those who can whether the storm are the ones who will stay around. (most times).
  3. The storm doesn’t win unless you let it
  4. It’s okay to have help in battling your storm.

These 4 simple lessons, may not seem like much. But when you are going through a really rough time they can help so much to remember them. When you have urge to share a message you have too. I do not know who I needed to share this with but this is for you.

Marley Oryn.


Back From a Hiatus

Hello Cyber World,

It has been a VERY long time since I have posted on this blog. I cannot say that something major or life-shattering happened to me that kept me from posting. Honestly, nothing really happened other than my schedule and trying to do fifty things at once finally caught up with me. But now that the storm has settled (not cleared), I feel as though I can return back to this blog and give it the attention that it so desperately deserves. So, let’s catch up with each other, what have I been up to… well, I moved and that’s about it. I’ve moved and become an “official adult” (to an extent).

Well, this was just a quick post to say I’m back and I cannot wait for you guys to be apart of the content that is to come.


Marley Fox

See Me

See me as I have seen you. See me and see my flaws and say they don’t matter. Look into my eyes and see the darkness that hides and don’t run from it. Tell me it’s beautiful and that you’ll help me see the light. See all that I have seen and then hold me until I can cry no more. I don’t ask or want much. I just wish to be seen. Seen in a way that no one has ever cared to see me before. I want you to see me for who I am not who you want. See me and see that I don’t need to be rescued; just given a helping hand. The only way you can see me is if you truly see yourself.

Bus Stop Wisdom

        Yesterday to me felt like it was going to be just like any other day. New day same crap. But it wasn’t, the universe wanted it to be more than that. You see, I went to the clinic to have my skin test checked. I was expecting to be there for at least 30 mins but it was a simple glance and I was sent on my way. Now, where I live the bus runs only every hour, and I had a whole hour to wait, So I put on a podcast and said maybe the time will pass fast. As I was listening to my podcast an older lady walked over. At first I thought nothing of it, just another person waiting for the bus. I was so wrong. She started a conversation with me and it began with asking me if I was doing school work. (I had been taking notes on my podcast). I replied “No I’m on break from college”. Now normally that would have been the end of a conversation for me. But not in this case; it turned into a 40 min conversation and to me it felt like 5 mins. In those minutes I learned about her battles and demons, I learned how she loves her children unconditionally. Most of all I learned about how humble she is even though she had seen and done so much.
        One thing that really stuck with me from our talk was that she had experienced struggle (drug & alcohol addiction) and loss (her parents & son), yet she never marveled in that struggle, she never used her encounters as an excuse. Instead she kept going. She survived. She told me she had been clean for 30 years. My mind was blown because in that 30 years she had lost her son and her parents and NOT once had she turned back to the drugs or alcohol. She stayed clean and carried on. I’ve experienced loss and I wasn’t that strong. I broke apart and allowed myself to wallow in self-pity. You see that one conversation showed me just how much we can actually handle when we remember to “trust that life will take you where you need to go”. That affirmation came from the podcast on abundance by Rachel Brathen. It fit so perfectly because I am a control freak and I need to control everything. But then again there are so many things that you can’t control. You can’t control when people die. All you can control is how you allow it impact your life. She chose to continue on and to be strong. She chose to be HUMBLE. She chose to continue on caring for her family and the environment (she never liters), she chose LOVE. And on that day she chose to share her story with me. A story I will never forget. A story that will always remind me that battles will always occur but if I trust that the universe will meet my efforts and will take me where I need to go then I will be okay and I will continue to live in love.
Here’s my message; Shit happens, Life happens, but don’t let it define you, carry on living in love, and trust that you will always end up where you need to go. And also wisdom can be found in an older generation so listen to what they have to say. It might just change your life.


Be at Peace & Live in Love


Let me begin with just one statement “being an adult is hard”. I honestly believe that when you turn 18 and graduate high school, they should hand you your diploma and a manual to being a responsible adult. I am one of the many college students who was 100% unprepared for adulthood.


Now in high school I did take career dynamics class which was supposed to act as a way of preparing us for adulthood. But honestly I don’t think it did. It didn’t prepare you for how many nights you will eat noodles or how many cups of coffee you will need to drink in order to accomplish all that the day requires. They don’t tell you that everyone is going to need money from you (i.e BILLS) and that at the end of the day there never seems to be enough. But if you’re lucky, all of this month’s bills will get paid and you might (just might) have about five bucks left. Career dynamics did not prepare me for how many times I would need to overdraw my bank account just to survive.

I mean had that class told me all of this and ACTUALLY prepared us for these things maybe I would be a bit better off. Though, I would love to blame that class for my misadventures in adulthood but I can’t because the other half of my money wisdom should have come from home… and in my situation it didn’t. A single parent household living on welfare and just barely hanging on was not a home to learn to how to be money smart. Now I’m not saying that every child raised on welfare will have this same experience. My mother was not financially responsible, and hopefully other mothers were.

So my message here is this; being an adult for some reason is abnormally hard. I can’t say it gets better because I don’t know. But I’m hopeful.


With that in mind if you guys have any tips leave them below…

Until Next Time,


Be at Peace & Live in Love

A Love Over Time

A story can be told when they look at our love.

The story is profound, but with a tragic ending.

We didn’t die.

We simply let too much time pass by.

This love begins on a stormy night when I was just trying to get home.

You came along and I never managed to get home that night.

It was only by chance that I met you when I did. But you were early.

From that first night we formed a bond that no man could break,

But we were too immature to handle the capacity of the love the universe wanted us to have.

So we left each other…

Years passed before we met again. This time our love started on a windy day.

We took a walk through the park and caught up about things that occurred in our lives.

You had gotten married… I brought a child into this world.

This time you came too late…

Our last love story begins on a sunny day.

We were older but young at heart.

Your marriage had ended… My daughter had moved out.

The timing now was perfect, yet bitter-sweet.

I was married now… but wanting to leave.

I would have left for you

But you didn’t want to wait… you said time wasn’t on our side

 Our love was lost again.

We don’t live forever and more time is promised…

but maybe we’ll meet again before our souls leave this place.



A mask is worn to hide your identity… 

But not in this case. 

The mask is worn to hide the fear and scars..

The mask keeps you from knowing who I am..

It makes me safe… or so we thought..

You saw through the mask.. You took off my disguise.

I was open and vulnerable… you seen me

But then when you opened your eyes to who I am. You didn’t like it

So you left.. but you didn’t realize that in leaving you took all that I was..

With nothing left I put back on the one thing that kept anyone else from seeing who I truly was.

I’m back in my Disguise