Burdened Heart I sit here with a burdened heart, a lump in my throat, and tears in my eyes, unable to separate myself from my own thoughts. Dwelling not on the past, negative, or the dreary, I search for ways to share, to learn, to pray, and to heal. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be fortunate and blessed enough to help someone else along the way. Not that I need to, I am starting to lose track of the Continue Reading...
Delight to show mercy
In recent weeks I have been thinking an awful lot about the end of days, whether they are mine, or anyone else’s. Not in a morbid sense, but in more of a reality sense. More of a thought process revolving around the thoughts, dreams, and wishes of someone, anyone, who might be living through the end of their days. Then, mentally I dig a little deeper, and expand the thought process to include Continue Reading...
If that time has come
One way I often hear people relate to getting older is by learning, hearing of, and discussing news of friends, family, and loved ones becoming ill, or even passing away. In that regard, I am getting older too. But these things, these happenings, these pockets of news we wish not to hear, or hope somehow will never happen to us, have been happening all along; regardless of our age. I am in my Continue Reading...
Beautiful Innocence III
I can't help myself, and I really don't want to, if it means that I should stop thinking about the kids, the parents, the school faculty, the first responders, the families, and the community surrounding the tragedy in Newtown, CT. Newtown. Hmmm, maybe we all need a new town, as in a new outlook on our world around us. We live in our little cocoons, sheltered from the things we don't allow in. Continue Reading...
Beautiful Innocence
I sit here at my keyboard tonight, trying to procure rationale from the chaotic swarm of thoughts swirling in my head; In doing so, I try to separate the thoughts of anger that bubble up in my attempts to understand the how and the why events like this can happen. Somewhere over time, I have tried to be better at facing the things that bind my mind and twist my intellectual limits to the maximum, Continue Reading...
Freedom of the Truth
I know we talked, I remember our conversation. I was certain of our focus, our cerebral participation. The truths we discussed didn't vanish when the silence began. But rather they need to be with us, always at hand. So, day by day, it's our job to manage our mental inventory. Our own internal check and balance for each spoken story. The words we speak, the actions we take, are the story we Continue Reading...
Not alone
No matter the time. No matter the place. No matter the circumstance. You are not alone. From the human, earthly approach, someone, somewhere, has probably been there before. Or at least in a situation requiring the same thought process and causing the same group of feelings. We are not abnormal, lonely, individuals that have set some new level of being down, out, or just lost. Someone else is out Continue Reading...