A Return to the Simple Things

Life is simple again
The light of the sun
A blue sky
No implications for what is to come
The trees outside my window
Billowing in a gentle breeze
Just because
Small finches
Cute and light
Frolic on branches
Because they can
And sing
Their tune
Carried on
The same breeze
That rocks the trees
And I
Begin to sway too
My mind
At ease
Thank God
Life is simple again.

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If I May

Listen to your inner voice ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ If I may The Devil gotta funny way of keeping the mind so preoccupied that you nev'a getta chance to really - think To really- sink deep down into the core of yourself so much so that you can hear that echo sound when no one else' around you feel yourself reverberate. Fate bounces of the walls of you soul and fills those holes you had your big car, plasma t.v., black card, and designer shoes in. Sometimes when you lose control, you really win. The devil gotta funny way of keeping the mind in a state of static shock keeping us locked and in awe of what we ought and ain't got When we really ought to be glad we got at all Static nev'a changing The Devil is funny that way.

Ask For What You Need

On last Thursday, I couldn't work. I tried to concentrate but couldn't. I was grasping at something, something I couldn't reach, and clamoring at something unseen. I felt the tension in my body and in my emotions, I was angry--but at what? On Thursday I updated my Linked-In profile, and I realized there were things missing, words and ideas I wanted to communicate. A story I wanted to tell that couldn't be seen from the sterile words I used to describe my professional career. So, I kept updating, and looking at other profiles, and I kept yearning, grasping as if my Linked-In profile would reveal a magic answer. Instead, what I found was me...telling myself I was not good enough, not educated enough, didn't have enough experience in this area or another, I needed more training. All of this validating my fears and solidifying my unworthiness. Geez! It's clear now although it wasn't then. I don't have all of the answers, I likely never will. But Go...

Pressing On - Volume 2: Words of Wisdom for 2009

Whenever I find myself looking over my shoulder I'm grateful God keeps me from turning into a pillar of salt. Be careful of who and what you surround yourself with. Be mindful of negativity, sometimes it is cloaked in kind faces. The world is a sad place when everything is against you. Be grateful for some things that have slipped away and always look to the hills from which cometh your help. It's brighter on the horizon and it is hard to move forward looking backward. "The secret is not to figure it out, just live." - A. McCray

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