“We were not put on this world to be perfect, we were put here to try.”How does that sentence make you feel? When the words entered into my ears, they acted like scissors, cutting away the strings that were attached to the burden boulders that were dragging me down. I am the perfect imperfection.
What is a father? Does having a child make you a father?
Ownership alone shouldn’t quality, just having a title isn’t good
Tears, pain, joy, laughter, acceptance and surrender
These are the measurement of fatherhood.
The journey of life, mountain peaks and deep valleys. We all experience them, we are in the journey together.
So laugh or smile, And when you do
Soon laughter and smiles, Will fill the rooms
And isn’t that more fun
Then a room full of gloom?
A Bleeding Heart
Do you have a bleeding heart?
I looked across the way and saw them, all hanging in a row.
Reflections on COVID-19 and our generational gap
Bumble Bee Vision
I looked a bumble bee right in the eye
RIGHT IN THE EYE
Has that ever happened to you?
Whomever enter into this room
What you speak in this room
Hard words, heavy, hard footsteps, heavy
Nurturing the Seeds of our future
They, our mothers, determine what will come
It is the results of their best efforts
That we see reflected in, everyone
The journey is fast
It always had an end
Through all of it, Mom and Dad
I understand now – you were the real friend
Writing about hands. Pigmented, purposeful, pragmatic, perfect. Holding them, like caressing a honey dew melon. The firm skin protecting a soft sweetness underneath.
Connections in Cultures. The sultry movement of an abdomen. Swaying and pulsating to the vibrations of a tabled accordion. Naval piercings, the sensual metronome, keeping the pulse of the beating belly. Gold round chattering bracelets. sensual sweat collecting along the forearm.
COVID-19 has introduced us to a new type of invasion war. Creating a new “frontline” of soldiers fighting in a new type of army. The younger generation right now are helping to support the older generation and our economy. Has COVID-19 changed the definition of frontline and first responders? What are the differences?
My First Memory. I remember sitting straight up on my bed, fully alert, filled with excitement. My pink wallpapered bedroom felt soft, cozy. The sun shining through the white painted weathered window frame of the 150 year old farm house. Later a homemade Barbie Doll Cake. This is joy.
A Border Collie, an old Case Tractor and a young girl. Searching and seeking for the genuine gems along life’s journey, came easy to them on that hot summers day.
I haven’t, I have….
I haven’t succumb, I haven’t been number one
I have sought positivity, I have enjoyed levity
I haven’t held my tail between my legs ,I haven’t bent my knees and begged,
I have tried to destroy ego, I have used the word no
How have you been?
B Plague versus C Virus. In five years, the Black Plague killed more than 20 million people. In five months, the COVID Virus, has killed 130, 885 people.
I am dirt, says the dark brown chunks beneath the boot, as it walks upon the land.
I am support, says the solid ground, as the grass grows strong above.
I am beneath many, says the land, as it faces up to see the sky.
Forgiveness is an icky journey. Forgive them, is something to occur over & over again in life.It’s messy that’s Easter.
Traffic Light of Life. Someone had turned the volume down on the World. It was like being inside an air tight vacuum. The noise within you deafening. What will you do when the traffic light turns green?
In our current Global environment, making contact is a big no, no. Rightly so, the spread of COVID-19 needs to be contained and the only way to flatten the curve and grow our success is to remove personal contact from our interactions.
Locked down not locked up. We get the difference or maybe not.
Friend or Foe? The world will know. Isolation Reflection.
Question Why? Ours is not to questions why, ours is to do and die. Alfred Lord Tennyson
Let’s Journey together and find the Genuine Gems of life, we are the ones to do it!
Women are volunteer miracle workers, assisting in the creation of human beings, the nurturers of life itself. But they are so much more…..they are the authentic, genuine collaborators of our species. Together both Matriarchs and Patriarchs can provide the balance our world needs. International Women’s Day is a voice – traveling down a long, dark…
Refresh As the outside air enters my body, it dries my organs. Each exchange of oxygen makes the whole of me scorched, an internal desert. My body contracts, each extremity tightening as the organs turn to dust. The glass cup splashes with waves, splashing up each side as the water tap creates a vertical tsunami….
Yes ! I believe there are millions of genuine gems out there in this big beautiful world – Hello Authentic World! Let’s find them together. Are you ready for a Genuine Gem Journey?