Wednesday, August 3, 2016

The Gift

A DAY OF NEW

is HERE for you

what WILL you DO

with THIS

PRESENT?



The GIVER came
that we might receive
His Blessings Abound

For without gifts given

we have nothing 
He can retrieve

BELIEVE









Saturday, July 23, 2016

A Rose is A Rose


As a thorn pricks your finger while gardening, does it not protect the plant from what it believes to be a hostile environment?  



You may curse the thorn for its existence 
and yet it did nothing wrong.  

It served its purpose.  
It let you know it was there.  

You felt the pain of it, 
it drew blood after all. 

But did you 
stop to reflect on its beauty?






















As a thorn pricks your finger while gardening, does it not protect the plant from what it believes to be a hostile environment?  



You may curse the thorn for its existence and yet it did nothing wrong.  




It served its purpose.  It let you know it was there.  You felt the pain of it, it drew blood after all.  But did you reflect on its beauty?

Breathe mom, just BREATHE!


Breathe Mom, just breathe.  A long lingering breath is taken, as it tempers the fierceness of the moment, she finds relief.  Given in jest but found intensely profound, the decision to carry on is made in that moment of comfort found in the solace of those four loving words.  So many unspoken in that simple phrase, but heard, giving her the gift of desire that moves her through so much uncertainty. 


Pausing to reflect on how often that has carried her to this moment in time, a moment to be cherished is truly beautiful in and of itself.  The magnitude of the gesture, truly amazing to her how something seemingly so minute could afford her so many minutes in her journey.


Closer comes the song of the birds as they spur her on in their way, as her story unfolds before them.  Their joy is not lost on her.  She finds much pleasure in their delight.  

No longer captive to the plight of the loss and destruction around her but eager to truly thrive.           

                 


A rose is a rose is a rose.
It grows on the home of the thorn.
Its beauty is guarded there in its bed
as it blooms from where it is born.

She can feel the thorns protruding
as they bring forth 
the gift of life.  
She is the bud thought never to bloom, 
seen now as a source of light!




From the planted seed its source of life runs freely within just as blood courses through your veins. 








Look in the mirror, are you not like the rose?  
What color will you be when you bloom? 






Orange Rose: Desire, Enthusiasm and Passion. A literal mixture of yellow and red. Orange roses, seen as a combination between friendship symbolized by yellow roses and love represented by red roses. They are meant to be an expression of fascination, or a gift to say 'I'm proud of you'.






Thursday, July 21, 2016

REFLECTIONS


Forgive them father, for they know not what they do”…


Actions speak louder than words


Your words can cut like a knife, if misplaced. 




Catch phrases lost on deaf ears.


Too much in a hurry to realize that a stitch in time does save nine?

Designed to cause ‘pause for thought’
yet
translation eludes the mere skimmer!

Sunday, July 10, 2016

METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING

METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING


From the depths of destruction in the aftermath she floundered, unsure of her place in this world. 



Met with indifference she lost the desire to be true to herself.  

Like a hitch-hiker she road on the tales of disparaged souls and their battle cries from wartime.  They had found their escape and took her along for the ride.


Much younger and not of the same anger, without understanding their purpose, they would still feel lost and left along the wayside. 


Discarded, wounded, a sense of inadequacy took root. Not knowing then that they would need to find their way to her, again.

Many would come to ask why, but she knew she was experiencing things that would be of value, if that is, she could bring herself to survive their pain and sorrow.


Caught up in the sorrow of what other lost souls were experiencing she felt unable to conjure any semblance of balance.  To her, survival was at best, a fleeting obstacle.
 

Where was the wisdom, why was it not shared?  Where did it go?  None of these questions managed to surface until many years later as she slipped through the cracks of their chaos.



The world is full of creation, yet we as creators are in the dark most of our lives.  Stories that have never been told lost as campfires and elders were put aside.
































Stories that kept so many cultures in sync for centuries, somehow seemingly lost their heightened significance are in fact lost treasures troves of shared knowledge.





But first, let’s visit the issue at hand.  The knowledge was always there, within reach.  But it fell on numbness.  Like that of a dear in fear, seemingly frozen in an instant of uncertainty.  The initial shock that appeared to be lost was actually recorded and retained.  Only to be then reused similarly as refuse that tends to become caustic if not processed properly.




If we recycle the waste to ‘make the world a better place’ why do we then fail to see the wisdom in the thinking of someone who has experienced life on life’s terms simply because they appear to have nothing we would find of value?






Our hunger for visual stimulation has left us unbalanced in its haughty purpose.  In our haste we fail to record the moment for its true significance.  Have we forgotten our purpose or did we never feel we found it?  Why do we try to define something that is so multifaceted and pigeon-hole it into a neat little package? 

  





Sunday, June 9, 2013

OBJECTIVES

Keeping in mind that your PERSPECTIVE truly is a STRONG-HOLD and can either be your worst nightmare or your truest ally, one must have some semblance of Balance to function.



Think of the 'Scales of Justice'.  Here we have a very simplistic view depicted, but do not think of the terminology directly associated with this solely for Fairness and Equality but, for Balance and Harmony


As all definitions apply your personal Balance is where life can truly become suspended if there is none.  Without it there is no foundation for you to function at a higher capacity and this will keep you stagnating through a series of mishaps, un-directed and floundering. 



With no STRONG-HOLD in your PRINCIPALITY you have a Logistic Crematorium!


How to acquire your individual 'level' is where you will find that the process of elimination will come into play.  Knowing what has or has not worked for you in the past will assist you in your decision of what 'needs' to be eliminated or enhanced.  For example, if you know that you are 'not' a morning person and are more productive after winding up through the course of the day, then scheduling things early will not benefit you.  So why do it? 



In today's society we have a culture that promotes endless flexibility, and these options are our friend.  Take the time to notice your strengths and weaknesses.  Enhance them, challenge them, but do not go into the world 'blind folded'. 


Getting to know yourself will make you stronger and give you a higher capacity for accomplishing the GOALS that will bring meaning and purpose into your very existence.  That's right, I said it, the 'G' word!  Setting GOALS can bring much contention if you have no Balance. 

 
Treat yourself with the Fairness and Equality that you deserve.
Learn to count on yourself and TRUST your judgment! 
 
 
Listening to what matters most to you will build the way to establishing a healthy bond between your Me, Myself and I and partnering with the fundamentality of your inner most 'significant other', YOU! 
 
 
Free yourself from the insanity that our hurried world tends to throw us into.  Taking even just a second to evaluate the equation prior to or immediately after and recognize that it is our PERSPECTIVE that has the power. 
 
 
Not to worry if you feel as though you are running in circles, all our paths tend to be cyclical.  But instead, concern yourself with the journey.
 
 
 

Don't blindly face the day with the dread of uncertainty!   A false sense of self awareness will only confuse and complicate your day.  Instead focus on the objective at hand.  Find yourself, be your truest friend! 


With a foundation of honor and self worth within you, your journey will unfold to be filled with a multitude of opportunities previously undetected because we simply failed to 'STOP AND SMELL THE ROSES'
 
 
The wisdom we find along the way is what empowers us to become stronger in our INDIVIDUALITY
 
 
Treating life as a series of moments and giving each moment the attention they deserve is truly where QUALITY OF LIFE
begins!