The sun shines upon me... feeling lifted, twisted;
Hair tousled, spirit soaring, quite giddy;
Floating off into a world of imagination....
Fueling the drive to progress forward,
Keeping one sane in the mid-point of contemplation;
Offering light and opening doors, if for only brief moments of bliss;
It allows opportunities unseen to be...
Setting the mind free.
The feeling of what it all would be like
If it came together as it could...
As it should, solely within the realm of imagination;
Anything is possible within the dream scape,
Anything dreamth can be...
When you're awakening!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
To Live or Exist...
"I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time."
~Jack London
~Jack London
Monday, May 11, 2009
In the Journey...
In the midst of life being turned upside down
I know it makes you want to run
I know it makes you want to hide
When the darkness comes to settle in the night
But baby, hear me when I say-
ONLY the strongest survive
It's not so much what happens
But what you do with it in the mend...
Will this be your beginning or your end?
In the restoration of the perforation in your soul,
Don't let the ebb and flow of life take its toll...
You have to dig in deep, to see your Divinity
What gifts have been bestowed from Grace,
It is what flows in, when it all flows out.
Nothing in this life remains constant- even pain- don't doubt.
Life is no fantasy of being,
It is only of doing
What needs to be done to win
To LIVE the life you're given and
Struggle to get where you're going throughout.
The journey will not always be smooth,
Your eyes will not always remain dry,
But in the process you will ultimately find
Time heals and always prevails.
For in life, as you know, there are wins and losses
Yet it's not so much about how far you are at any one given point,
But how far you've come to get to where you are going.
Don't stop now, don't give up hope...
It's later than you think and you're farther than you could imagine.
I know it makes you want to run
I know it makes you want to hide
When the darkness comes to settle in the night
But baby, hear me when I say-
ONLY the strongest survive
It's not so much what happens
But what you do with it in the mend...
Will this be your beginning or your end?
In the restoration of the perforation in your soul,
Don't let the ebb and flow of life take its toll...
You have to dig in deep, to see your Divinity
What gifts have been bestowed from Grace,
It is what flows in, when it all flows out.
Nothing in this life remains constant- even pain- don't doubt.
Life is no fantasy of being,
It is only of doing
What needs to be done to win
To LIVE the life you're given and
Struggle to get where you're going throughout.
The journey will not always be smooth,
Your eyes will not always remain dry,
But in the process you will ultimately find
Time heals and always prevails.
For in life, as you know, there are wins and losses
Yet it's not so much about how far you are at any one given point,
But how far you've come to get to where you are going.
Don't stop now, don't give up hope...
It's later than you think and you're farther than you could imagine.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Confliction...
I wish to wrap up everything I hold dear in my life, packing it neatly and to take all of it upon a journey....
To the ends of the unknown, to experience moments of bliss of just being. Soaking in the relative and relishing that which is foreign. To lay upon a beach, in the bliss of the sun and to hear voices which do not sound like mine, but I long to understand. To linger by the wayside, cycling upon the hills of far away, breathing in the silence of eternity which stretches before me. Languishing at a cafe, sipping espresso, merely listening to the buzz of humanity in the motion of life. The fluidity of the merengue and a body pressed to mine, lead only by the rhythmical pulse upon a dance floor. To hike upon terrain that holds secrets of long ago, revealing only the retort of bliss from being alive to touch what once was. Perusing through moments in time, placed upon a canvas with great care and passion, which is timeless to the human spirit. To sit upon a bench and watch the water flow beneath bridges of old world architecture; only to ponder within those moments how time has flowed through my own life. To float upon a river, beneath a canopy of green and revere nature in all its glory.
My heart longs to feel and experience what my present cannot offer, but the reality of being able to take what I desire with me is nothing more than that... a simplistic desire. As I consider embarking, I cannot take with me what I want... it will not follow. Life departs in a constant state of many fractions of light. My journey is not one which can be found anywhere but in those places and where my heart longs to be is in many directions. Tugging gently for me to live what I dream to experience.... waiting. Holding onto what I reserve as exquisitely unique; slowly slipping away within my lifetime. I cannot have both; time to let go... a choice to live the life I long to experience which will take me upon a journey that has no clear path. Albeit, no worse than to hold onto the choice to love a life I long to experience which has taken me thus far upon a journey with no clear path.
Time is the only true answer of where to land... it is only within the space encapsulated, which we call life, does God reveal what our choices lead us toward in time.
... my confliction between heart and mind.
To the ends of the unknown, to experience moments of bliss of just being. Soaking in the relative and relishing that which is foreign. To lay upon a beach, in the bliss of the sun and to hear voices which do not sound like mine, but I long to understand. To linger by the wayside, cycling upon the hills of far away, breathing in the silence of eternity which stretches before me. Languishing at a cafe, sipping espresso, merely listening to the buzz of humanity in the motion of life. The fluidity of the merengue and a body pressed to mine, lead only by the rhythmical pulse upon a dance floor. To hike upon terrain that holds secrets of long ago, revealing only the retort of bliss from being alive to touch what once was. Perusing through moments in time, placed upon a canvas with great care and passion, which is timeless to the human spirit. To sit upon a bench and watch the water flow beneath bridges of old world architecture; only to ponder within those moments how time has flowed through my own life. To float upon a river, beneath a canopy of green and revere nature in all its glory.
My heart longs to feel and experience what my present cannot offer, but the reality of being able to take what I desire with me is nothing more than that... a simplistic desire. As I consider embarking, I cannot take with me what I want... it will not follow. Life departs in a constant state of many fractions of light. My journey is not one which can be found anywhere but in those places and where my heart longs to be is in many directions. Tugging gently for me to live what I dream to experience.... waiting. Holding onto what I reserve as exquisitely unique; slowly slipping away within my lifetime. I cannot have both; time to let go... a choice to live the life I long to experience which will take me upon a journey that has no clear path. Albeit, no worse than to hold onto the choice to love a life I long to experience which has taken me thus far upon a journey with no clear path.
Time is the only true answer of where to land... it is only within the space encapsulated, which we call life, does God reveal what our choices lead us toward in time.
... my confliction between heart and mind.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Inevitable...
As I drove yesterday to my Grandmother's house to visit, it amazed me how much the new season is in full bloom; trees budding, flowers blossoming in full brilliant color, the grass even seems greener after a few cold, but much needed weeks of on and off again, rain and even snow (ugh!). Even though I know better, it seems as if all of these changes were so sudden and sprung up in a moment's passing. I guess when I see another season unfolding and the changes coming forth, my thoughts always lean towards my life, the progression of it and how much we are just like the beauty of the earth which we take in all year long.
It certainly is the very essence of life to change, to be changed... to continue to evolve into something more beautiful than the 'season' before. We all go through our periods of cold and gray, moments of hibernation when the world feels to be too much, then blossoming forward with new insight on life, and ready to vibrantly take on the world. Yet, with any change in life- it is a slow progression which usually is only noticed subtly until it is in full bloom. It seems as I grow personally, I am coming to terms with the pace of time and the progression of such moments. Even if we wish it would, nothing can ever stay exactly the same- without the risk of complacency, or worst yet, stagnation and death of spirit.
It is within these moments, as life evolves around us, our hearts are captured and even emotions as flighty as love are seen; bringing clarity to the truth that nothing ever stays the same. For whenever these moments come, we are given opportunity to take heed of their lessons, allowing them to envelop the soul and take the breath away; for as quickly as they come, they are gone. Emotions as strong as love, like life, are not to be mourned or put into a box for safe keeping. It just doesn't work that way. It should be about embracing every second of those moments, and simply cherishing the presence of their blissful memories forever more. After all, life can never be reversed, but it can be replayed in whatever measure that soothes the soul until the next season approaches.
Within that reflection of time and life, and the love which graces our lives, the key players will continue to change. Each person and every moment which touches our being contributes to the whole the experience of a life lived to the fullest and just like the seasons, it will fade and change. Yet, what we 'feel' we have lost will always return again, and usually in a different form, but in full bloom and more wonderful and beautiful than the season before... you just have to be willing wait for it.
It certainly is the very essence of life to change, to be changed... to continue to evolve into something more beautiful than the 'season' before. We all go through our periods of cold and gray, moments of hibernation when the world feels to be too much, then blossoming forward with new insight on life, and ready to vibrantly take on the world. Yet, with any change in life- it is a slow progression which usually is only noticed subtly until it is in full bloom. It seems as I grow personally, I am coming to terms with the pace of time and the progression of such moments. Even if we wish it would, nothing can ever stay exactly the same- without the risk of complacency, or worst yet, stagnation and death of spirit.
It is within these moments, as life evolves around us, our hearts are captured and even emotions as flighty as love are seen; bringing clarity to the truth that nothing ever stays the same. For whenever these moments come, we are given opportunity to take heed of their lessons, allowing them to envelop the soul and take the breath away; for as quickly as they come, they are gone. Emotions as strong as love, like life, are not to be mourned or put into a box for safe keeping. It just doesn't work that way. It should be about embracing every second of those moments, and simply cherishing the presence of their blissful memories forever more. After all, life can never be reversed, but it can be replayed in whatever measure that soothes the soul until the next season approaches.
Within that reflection of time and life, and the love which graces our lives, the key players will continue to change. Each person and every moment which touches our being contributes to the whole the experience of a life lived to the fullest and just like the seasons, it will fade and change. Yet, what we 'feel' we have lost will always return again, and usually in a different form, but in full bloom and more wonderful and beautiful than the season before... you just have to be willing wait for it.
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