Mandy Ricks

Tag: motivation

  • Fear is not always right

    Time arrives uninvited,
    bringing fear and too many questions.
    It feels as if the love in your heart is cracking, splintering.

    But before you crumble,
    look up one more time.

    There are still things reaching for you:
    hope, strength, small impossible moments
    that refuse to die quietly.

    Grab onto them.
    Clutch them like a lifeline.

    Because fear is loud,
    but it is not always right.

    And sometimes love carries us
    through one more night
    than we thought we could survive.

    -Mandy Ricks

    This poem is for my daughter Samantha and her precious cat Pebbles. She has had Pebbles for sixteen years, since she was a child, and sadly today he is very sick.

    We’re all hoping for the best and clutching onto all the love and hope we can.

    -Mandy

  • Day

    Sometimes the day doesn’t arrive all at once.

    It slips in quietly—through the edge of a curtain, the hum of something ordinary, the pause between thoughts.

    I used to think I had to meet the day with intention, with purpose, with something to prove.

    Now I’m learning to just notice it instead.

    The way light rests on a surface.

    The way a moment passes without asking anything from me.

    Maybe that’s enough.

    Maybe some days aren’t meant to be built or fixed or understood.

    Maybe they’re just meant to be witnessed.

    -Mandy Ricks

  • Strength

    Real strength comes from quiet consistency more than dramatic gestures.

    -Mandy Ricks

  • Today

    For the first time in decades
    I sit in my house, empty, alone.
    It feels okay.
    No distracting chatter,
    or thoughts.
    Just quiet.
    Who’d have known this peace
    would finally arrive today
    of all days.

    -Mandy Ricks

  • Monsters

    I hope today brings you one step closer to where you want to be and one step farther than where the monsters live. -Mandy Ricks

  • Maybe

    Maybe we want to suffer more than the people we hurt so that they’ll forgive us.

  • Tiptoe

    Life’s too short to tiptoe through someone else’s rules. -Mandy Ricks with Willow

  • Today

    I hope today you fall in love with being you. -Mandy Ricks with Willow

  • I am Now

    I walked through fire, let it sting,

    felt the loss of everything.

    Ghosts still whisper, scratch my skin,

    but I won’t let them pull me in.

    Blade of doubt against my throat,

    I wear the scars, but still I float.

    No savior comes, no hand to hold,

    just me—alone, but fierce and bold.

    I carve my name in silent stone,

    a war-born soul, a heart my own.

    No chains, no gods, no need to bow—

    I am enough. I am now.

  • Waiting

    It’s that waiting time of year, that pause between seasons when waiting becomes the overwhelming feeling.

    But we all need pauses times to prepare for what’s next. Moments of pause to refresh our thoughts, reorganize our priorities, visit our goals, and reconnect to our dreams. Above all, never let go of those dreams. -Mandy Ricks

  • Magic days

    The trees droop laden with the innocence of snow. Footprints lead the way to somewhere you want to go. While the season chills us we still wander through magic days. Enjoy. -Mandy Ricks

  • Hope

    Sometimes, against all odds, all logic, we still hope.

    That’s what the holidays are all about: hope.

    -Mandy Ricks