Linda J Wolff Dating & Life Coaching
Helping you with self-love, relationships, healing, and reading poetry.
a pledge that not every day is filled with turmoil.
that the clouds in the sky will break open
shed light on the heart, on the landscape of thoughts
bleed into the darkness and an inkling of light
touches the inner lining of the soul
and show there’s warmth in moments.
— Linda J Wolff
from challenges to self made choices
from joy to sadness within microseconds.
Yet, what should remain is
the solidity of your faith
the strength in your willpower
aligned with a moral compass
deep in the fathoms of love,
and compassion for others
as well as yourself.
I see paths forged of a
different merit system
and I fear for the narrative of
this world. Yet, I see unity of
hands stretching across vast countries,
a unified voice no longer silenced,
defining the definition of travesties
hatred, greed and vileness.
I read about their voices
an outcry for a different narrative
to their stories.
I am consumed with pride
like a mother who watches her
children rise up in strength.
I am overwhelmed with love.
—Linda J Wolff

I watch as clouds etch color across
the horizon, and the sun bids farewell
to another day, reflection’s yawn upon
the rippling water, and I am quieted into a
pause, is it possible to just stop, to
drown into paint that bleeds?
Can I shut off the noises from my
smartphone begging to distract me, or
can I stand here in these moments
like the sun and fade into the
peacefulness of a stunning landscape?
Can I remind myself how time is the
gift and the framework for so much
more then this chaos of the world,
and find the quality in a state of
just being present? I believe I can.
—Linda J Wolff
No longer to feel shame over an emotion that belongs to you, to your past— your choices.
Most of them are based off of your emptiness. Your loneliness.
I have learned over time about myself, for me too feel shame, is for to remain in the trauma of yesterday.
To walk way and not react to your empty words, is to embrace the beautiful existence of my truest self.
No more judgement.
—Linda J Wolff
Me, the dark rain cloud. Me, so stubborn in the blindness.
Me, with all that heartbreak, grief, and weighted sadness.
One teardrop, a few raindrops, a slighted sprinkle.
See, the sky knows of how to transition, how to recognize that I’ve carried this burden far too long.
My soul, needed watering, the dry, brittleness of my roots yearning for release of darkness — pain. That pain filled with so much anger.
Learning to practice, to sprinkle raindrops, to let go and watch the rainbow’s fill my soul.
Yes, that’s where it is…
If we could open like a bloom and receive the light of hope and understanding, just imagine.
Linda J Wolff
Closed doors or closed hearts will sit on the dark side of the moon. In a cold, brittle state of mortality.
What a loss how power and greed can make the soul shattered.
Smiling that smile knowing that in every step of the way there was value gained. You didn’t look back and allow fear to consume you, you forged forward in all that pain.
Oh, how your heart swelled with joy with the thoughts that everything is possible with a little perseverance.
— Linda J Wolff
