As I close my eyes:
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
As my eyes are closed,
I don't speak.
I don't think.
I don't move.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
As my eyes are closed,
I feel.
I cry out with my heart.
With all that I am.
No words can describe.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
As my eyes are closed,
I feel tears slip beneath the lids.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
As my eyes are closed,
I feel lighter.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
As I slowly open my eyes,
I know I'm forgiven.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Friday, November 28, 2014
What a Home Is
To me, the term ¨home¨ is not anchored to a house or any specific building.
My home is wherever I'm at.
For example: if I stayed the night over at one of my friends house I would call that my home, for the time being.
Or if I was sleeping in a sleeping bag in the middle of the woods. That sleeping bag would be my home while I was staying in it.
In a tree? Oh, yeah! I'll make it the coziest tree home I've ever been in!
But as soon as I step out of the house, sleeping bag, or tree; my home just becomes that space around me. What can I do with that space? I'm going to make the most of what I got.
If you think like this, how can you get homesick?
My home is wherever I'm at.
For example: if I stayed the night over at one of my friends house I would call that my home, for the time being.
Or if I was sleeping in a sleeping bag in the middle of the woods. That sleeping bag would be my home while I was staying in it.
In a tree? Oh, yeah! I'll make it the coziest tree home I've ever been in!
But as soon as I step out of the house, sleeping bag, or tree; my home just becomes that space around me. What can I do with that space? I'm going to make the most of what I got.
If you think like this, how can you get homesick?
Thursday, November 27, 2014
TGIF???
TGIF.
No.
Not ¨thank God it's Friday¨. Why only on Friday should we be thanking God? Oh wait, there's that TGIT too. Ugh.
Why not thank God for every day?
Drop the ¨I¨ and ¨F¨
TGIF>>TG
Thank God it's Friday>>Thank God
Just flat out Thank God.
No.
Not ¨thank God it's Friday¨. Why only on Friday should we be thanking God? Oh wait, there's that TGIT too. Ugh.
Why not thank God for every day?
Drop the ¨I¨ and ¨F¨
TGIF>>TG
Thank God it's Friday>>Thank God
Just flat out Thank God.
Mind Chatter
Thoughts...
...They can come and go.
Or stay and grow.
Are they negative?
Or positive?
Are they dark as storm clouds?
Or bright as the sun?
Are they telling you to continue?
Or saying that you're done?
Thoughts...
...Just think about it...
...Thoughts...
...They can come and go.
Or stay and grow.
Are they negative?
Or positive?
Are they dark as storm clouds?
Or bright as the sun?
Are they telling you to continue?
Or saying that you're done?
Thoughts...
...Just think about it...
...Thoughts...
What am I thankful for???
I am thankful for many things.
First and foremost I am thankful for my savior sacrificing himself for me. FOR ME! Well not just for me.
I am thankful for, ya know what, I'm just gonna get down to the nitty gritty.
I am sooo thankful for the water that comes out of the water faucet, yes the water faucet. I drink it. Soooo many people, even here in the U.S. of A. do not have access to clean, drinkable water. Water that is clean enough to bathe in that actually produces a result of cleanliness and not just swimming in your own filth.
I am thankful that I have electricity. OOOhhhh electricity. Hot water. Hot food. COLD food. Frozen food. Ice cubes. Electric heaters. A/C. And not just that; I have Internet! How thankful I am. Thank you Lord.
I am thankful for gas. No, not the farty kind. The kind that powers stoves and heaters. When the electricity does go out, we still have heat.
I am thankful for my family.
I am thankful for indoor plumbing. Toiletry. There is a pastor that visits my church from time to time and he lives in Kenya. In Kenya, most of the "toilets" are just holes in the ground which one has to squat over and do their business. In my opinion, I think it would be very uncomfortable. So, yes, I am very thankful for what I got here.
I am soooooooo thankful for a comfy bed and pillows and a blanket.
I am thankful for books and music.
Education.
Thanks God, for coming into my life when you did.
Patience.
My dog.
Paint.
My voice, my eyes, my ears.
Lord thank you for all the good times I have had along with the bad, because I am learning from my mistakes. Please, Heavenly Father, give me wisdom.
Love,
Your daughter.
First and foremost I am thankful for my savior sacrificing himself for me. FOR ME! Well not just for me.
I am thankful for, ya know what, I'm just gonna get down to the nitty gritty.
I am sooo thankful for the water that comes out of the water faucet, yes the water faucet. I drink it. Soooo many people, even here in the U.S. of A. do not have access to clean, drinkable water. Water that is clean enough to bathe in that actually produces a result of cleanliness and not just swimming in your own filth.
I am thankful that I have electricity. OOOhhhh electricity. Hot water. Hot food. COLD food. Frozen food. Ice cubes. Electric heaters. A/C. And not just that; I have Internet! How thankful I am. Thank you Lord.
I am thankful for gas. No, not the farty kind. The kind that powers stoves and heaters. When the electricity does go out, we still have heat.
I am thankful for my family.
I am thankful for indoor plumbing. Toiletry. There is a pastor that visits my church from time to time and he lives in Kenya. In Kenya, most of the "toilets" are just holes in the ground which one has to squat over and do their business. In my opinion, I think it would be very uncomfortable. So, yes, I am very thankful for what I got here.
I am soooooooo thankful for a comfy bed and pillows and a blanket.
I am thankful for books and music.
Education.
Thanks God, for coming into my life when you did.
Patience.
My dog.
Paint.
My voice, my eyes, my ears.
Lord thank you for all the good times I have had along with the bad, because I am learning from my mistakes. Please, Heavenly Father, give me wisdom.
Love,
Your daughter.
Just a thought..
I wonder why people ask how other people are doing when they don't really truly care. It's become a phrase people use just as common as "hi". The other day, yesterday in fact, I was walking down a hallway and a person said "How are you?" really fast, because they were obviously in a hurry, and kept on walking. Didn't even wait to hear an answer. Not even the passive "Good, you?" Now, when I ask a person how they are doing I really want to know how they are doing. What is all wrapped up inside that one question, to me, is: How is your physical well-being? How is your emotional state? Your mental state of mind? Spiritually? How is your soul doing? And if they don't understand where I'm coming from and they say something passive I say, well, what made you feel that way. Or what made your day awesome, or terrible, or good.
But if they just don't want to talk about something then why don't they just say that? I may just be a blunt person living in a world where people try their darned hardest to be proper and not get on others nerves, but I care about people (not necessarily their view of me) and since I don't know when I'm going to die, I ain't going to tip toe around people so I don't upset them by what I have to say. Especially if it's not even bad!
So, I think if you're going to ask someone how they are doing, truly mean it and look for a real answer. Because too often, people will give a passive answer and won't tell anybody their true emotion. Keep it all bottled up inside. That is self-harm.
But if they just don't want to talk about something then why don't they just say that? I may just be a blunt person living in a world where people try their darned hardest to be proper and not get on others nerves, but I care about people (not necessarily their view of me) and since I don't know when I'm going to die, I ain't going to tip toe around people so I don't upset them by what I have to say. Especially if it's not even bad!
So, I think if you're going to ask someone how they are doing, truly mean it and look for a real answer. Because too often, people will give a passive answer and won't tell anybody their true emotion. Keep it all bottled up inside. That is self-harm.
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Giving God Thanks
I show my gratitude, but maybe not in the most perfect way.
Dear God,
You are my shepherd, my hope, and you guide me through the day.
I love you with all of my heart and my soul and my mind.
And I don't think I've ever gotten to properly thank you for being so kind.
So I want to say thank you, to you from me.
And Father, I just KNOW that you will always stay with me.
Love,
Your Daughter.
(I created this a few years ago).
Dear God,
You are my shepherd, my hope, and you guide me through the day.
I love you with all of my heart and my soul and my mind.
And I don't think I've ever gotten to properly thank you for being so kind.
So I want to say thank you, to you from me.
And Father, I just KNOW that you will always stay with me.
Love,
Your Daughter.
(I created this a few years ago).
Day by Day
Don't worry about tomorrow. Or next month. Or year. Or your grandkids lives. Live day by day. Take life one breathe at a time. I know that can be hard to do in certain circumstances, but it's the best for yourself. And when your being your best self your doing good for others (if that's what you're worried about).
Close your eyes and take a bite of the mystery,
the mystery of life.
Let Go
The raindrops scatter down
on my life from a storm cloud.
Let the sun seep in and dry the rain.
Let the light stream in and banish the pain.
You've got nowhere else to go,
so just open up your soul.
Relinquish all the suffering.
Stop all the buffering.
on my life from a storm cloud.
Let the sun seep in and dry the rain.
Let the light stream in and banish the pain.
You've got nowhere else to go,
so just open up your soul.
Relinquish all the suffering.
Stop all the buffering.
Hope
Sun streaming down.
Flowers blooming all around.
Lost is being found.
Can you hear that melodious sound?
Flowers blooming all around.
Lost is being found.
Can you hear that melodious sound?
A Rut
My whole life has been a routine.
I want to get out, be free!
My whole life I've been stuck in the same scene.
I want to find my individuality.
I want to get out, be free!
My whole life I've been stuck in the same scene.
I want to find my individuality.
Lost Girl
In a room, in a chair; she's in a puddle of gloom.
She's trapped in the darkness,
she's staring down her doom.
When she looks out of the window all she sees is gray and black.
She can't distinguish shapes; they move in and out of focus.
An attack.
Sometimes the wind whispers.
Sometimes the wind howls.
It haunts you when your weak.
It makes your eyes go bleak.
She's trapped in the darkness,
she's staring down her doom.
When she looks out of the window all she sees is gray and black.
She can't distinguish shapes; they move in and out of focus.
An attack.
Sometimes the wind whispers.
Sometimes the wind howls.
It haunts you when your weak.
It makes your eyes go bleak.
Light
Shine bright
in the night
like a light.
Take flight
and soar out of sight
like a let loose kite.
in the night
like a light.
Take flight
and soar out of sight
like a let loose kite.
A Mess of Stress
As I walk down this street and think about tomorrow,
I realize I shouldn't.
{Self-analyzation}
I worry about tomorrow
To escape today's stresses.
But isn't that just adding more stress?
Yes.
It helps ease the pain, yet it harms.
{False hope}
I think of all the good things that can come of a new day...
...
...
...then I hear a voice.
A voice of admonishment.
A voice not of encouragement,
but one of failure.
Reminding me of what I can't do and what can never be done.
Then I hear a different voice.
One that is softer, yet stronger at the same time.
It's building up, Up, UP!
Courage, strength, faith, LOVE!
In oneself, in others, in God.
Unity together trumps all.
No more stress.
I have no worries.
With Jesus in my heart
I don't have to worry whether or not I'm doing my part.
(Correctly in the world)
I'll end this by saying Hakuna Matata because it's my favorite thing to say
and that I hope you have quite a swell day.
I realize I shouldn't.
{Self-analyzation}
I worry about tomorrow
To escape today's stresses.
But isn't that just adding more stress?
Yes.
It helps ease the pain, yet it harms.
{False hope}
I think of all the good things that can come of a new day...
...
...
...then I hear a voice.
A voice of admonishment.
A voice not of encouragement,
but one of failure.
Reminding me of what I can't do and what can never be done.
Then I hear a different voice.
One that is softer, yet stronger at the same time.
It's building up, Up, UP!
Courage, strength, faith, LOVE!
In oneself, in others, in God.
Unity together trumps all.
No more stress.
I have no worries.
With Jesus in my heart
I don't have to worry whether or not I'm doing my part.
(Correctly in the world)
I'll end this by saying Hakuna Matata because it's my favorite thing to say
and that I hope you have quite a swell day.
A Dark War
Teardrops are falling.
Falling from the gray-blue sky.
A vicious war broke out.
Broke out into the black night.
Knights in shining armor strode out to fight.
To fight the war that had no light.
Falling from the gray-blue sky.
A vicious war broke out.
Broke out into the black night.
Knights in shining armor strode out to fight.
To fight the war that had no light.
Oh dear, Oh dear.
Oh dear, Oh dear.
I have water in my ear.
In science we're studying solids, liquids, and gases,
but how am I supposed to hear?
Oh dear, oh dear.
Now I've lost my glasses!
What am I supposed to do?
I have no clue.
Oh dear, oh dear.
I couldn't hear the warnings;
I couldn't hear the blabbing.
My throat was dry and I could see what I was grabbing.
Oh dear, oh dear.
Before I could stop what was happening,
I gulped down an entire bottle of glue!
Oh dear, oh dear.
Now what am I supposed to do?
I have water in my ear.
In science we're studying solids, liquids, and gases,
but how am I supposed to hear?
Oh dear, oh dear.
Now I've lost my glasses!
What am I supposed to do?
I have no clue.
Oh dear, oh dear.
I couldn't hear the warnings;
I couldn't hear the blabbing.
My throat was dry and I could see what I was grabbing.
Oh dear, oh dear.
Before I could stop what was happening,
I gulped down an entire bottle of glue!
Oh dear, oh dear.
Now what am I supposed to do?
Difference of Seasons
Spring blooms, winter snow.
Hidden paths, frozen journeys.
Tall tree, fallen tree.
Hidden paths, frozen journeys.
Tall tree, fallen tree.
Untitled
The way that the wind blows
is the way that the Sun goes
when the night comes to take me away.
When everything is crashing down
I'm flying around.
Up above everything, and I'm nice and safe
from the monsters on Earth's face.
The Sun flew away on the wind.
It'll come back soon I hope.
If not I just couldn't cope.
But righteously I would persevere,
I would keep the monsters at bay and not succumb to their leers.
All I see is smoke clouds coiling and curling.
Monsters and evil beings lurk beneath.
Wait. What is that? The Sun! The Sun is returning!
Everything evil runs from the sight.
They're scared. They can't stand the light.
This isn't the end, this is merely another beginning.
is the way that the Sun goes
when the night comes to take me away.
When everything is crashing down
I'm flying around.
Up above everything, and I'm nice and safe
from the monsters on Earth's face.
The Sun flew away on the wind.
It'll come back soon I hope.
If not I just couldn't cope.
But righteously I would persevere,
I would keep the monsters at bay and not succumb to their leers.
All I see is smoke clouds coiling and curling.
Monsters and evil beings lurk beneath.
Wait. What is that? The Sun! The Sun is returning!
Everything evil runs from the sight.
They're scared. They can't stand the light.
This isn't the end, this is merely another beginning.
Slow Down and Enjoy Life
Tick-tock time ticking
always speeding never slow
So, why rush through life?
always speeding never slow
So, why rush through life?
Imagination
When I open the cover of a book
the story comes to life. Just look!
The words morph into a movie before your eyes.
Within your imagination, no lies.
Wolves in wedding dresses are master cooks!
Picture this: butterflies fly free;
fields of flowers; fields of green. Comely mystery.
Then the bees soon close follow.
But make a turn to the trees that are hollow.
The honey will be dripping soon. Yummy.
It's battle time. You hear a battle cry.
Metal chinking. Ouch! Stabbed in the eye.
Eyepatch on the pirate wooden leg.
Please don't steal me gold, I beg!
Arrrg! He made away with me gold. Sigh.
A creature with fangs stalks you in the night.
That creature? He's about to take a bite.
Howling over the hills at the moon
is a predator. Bite is worse than doom.
And when they shift it's a sore for sight.
I can breathe underwater.
No worries about staying under longer.
I have gills carved on the side of my face.
Seaweed finish line in sight. I'm in a race.
With who you ask? Why, Triton's daughter.
I was never in control.
Dragon swallows you whole,
but you find a dry and safe match.
Read on. Here's another book, catch.
I have now completed my goal.
the story comes to life. Just look!
The words morph into a movie before your eyes.
Within your imagination, no lies.
Wolves in wedding dresses are master cooks!
Picture this: butterflies fly free;
fields of flowers; fields of green. Comely mystery.
Then the bees soon close follow.
But make a turn to the trees that are hollow.
The honey will be dripping soon. Yummy.
It's battle time. You hear a battle cry.
Metal chinking. Ouch! Stabbed in the eye.
Eyepatch on the pirate wooden leg.
Please don't steal me gold, I beg!
Arrrg! He made away with me gold. Sigh.
A creature with fangs stalks you in the night.
That creature? He's about to take a bite.
Howling over the hills at the moon
is a predator. Bite is worse than doom.
And when they shift it's a sore for sight.
I can breathe underwater.
No worries about staying under longer.
I have gills carved on the side of my face.
Seaweed finish line in sight. I'm in a race.
With who you ask? Why, Triton's daughter.
I was never in control.
Dragon swallows you whole,
but you find a dry and safe match.
Read on. Here's another book, catch.
I have now completed my goal.
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