You’re afraid to be visible,
afraid of being found out, dimed out, wiped out.
When I looked at you from that perspective all I could see was fear, your fear,
and it nauseated me.
You presented yourself as this strong, confident, self assured being,
geared to take on the possibilities of what could be,
but within you were as shallow as a backyard pond in the midst of a drought,
that’s what you were about.
I feverishly worked to put pieces of a puzzle together, pieces that weren’t ever meant to fit.
I made excuses for your disappearances, went against what I believed just to have you,
and you weren’t even worth it. You were an imitation of life, transparent and unpredictable.
As I started up that hill with you, I kept looking back, questioning moving forward,
and the closer I got to the top I squinted to see truth, knowing that I was walking with a lie.
You quickly became an unnecessary presence that had to be eradicated, for I deserved better.
When I cut the rope it felt as though a part of me died, but four years later I realize that it was a rebirth,
one intentional and powerful, and nothing about that experience tainted the man I have become today.
When I scan the walls of social networking I see you still trying to discover who you are…
but one thing I know, without a doubt, loosing you was the best thing that ever happened to me.
You glare at me through a dismissive gaze, as if you have triumphed over me and my inadequacies, like you know me on some personal level.
Disquised as truth you size me up as though I were the most basic equasion, less than one and empty as zero.
From an underlying angle, you remind me of every uncertainty that has ever dared stand between me, my passion, and all my reasons for keeping the faith.
I suppose you’ll always try testing my courage, because it’s what you do.
(Random thoughts by g.d.grace)
Ever feel as naked as an autumn tree, or as vulnerable as a baby bird with a peach fuzz of feathers? Are there moments when you sit quivering in a remote nest, surrounded by the vastness of a life calling you to fly?
During tonight’s meeting I sat astute, focusing on the testimonies being told, and I began to realize that less than a year ago I was standing at the beginning of a new life, ripe as low hanging fruit late spring.
The passing months have revealed a lot to me about the powers of faith and hope. Scattered in the mix was a self-discovery that assured me I was loved by a power greater than I ever fathomed.
When you understand just how important you are to this existence, you walk upon new plains and are renewed within.
Your new beginning awaits surrender.
“Surrender” by Swing Out Sister
From Grammy Nominated CD “It’s Better to Travel”
That place where the spirit and soul dwell…
That place so divine and vast it emulates the power of the ocean…
That place where beauty profound soars high
That place were vulnerability is celebrated….
That place where all your dreams beam brightest…
That place that embraces love unconditionally…
That place within you that knows insurmountable passion…
That’s the place you must tap into to truly be free.
Yours was a light that beamed brightly in spit of all you endured in your early life.
You channeled adversity and negativity, spinning positive and wisdom from the dark shadows.
You made no excuses for your past, and in your vulnerability we saw ourselves lighter.
God chose you to be among the brightest who’ve passed along this great life highway.
He allowed his will to shine through your powerful words that connected all of us, we human.
Beyond a shadow of a doubt, you added more to this life just by being, and for that we were privy to your light.
As we celebrate your joy today, I am inspired about my own future walking my own path in this life,
and I pay homage to you and other’s like you for leaving breadcrumbs along the way for us to follow.
We will always love you, Dr. Maya Angelou
Blog Talk Radio Producer/Host
I will never fly solo,
Not with the unyielding power of faith and love from you
You are in every breath I take, in every step that I take
You are in the four seasons, and in the sudden breeze the races around me
You inspire me to smile whenever the blues fills me up
You are refreshing newness in the overflowing cup
Because of you I have all that I need in this life
You are the whole, the full, and the everything that’s right
I’ll never fly solo because shinning within is your essence of light
Link To Interview with Author/Ministry – Ronald Bell Jr.
When we are younger, the world seems so enchanting and big –
And our dreams our as vast as a midnight sky.
We imagine all the wonders of the world being right at our finger tips,
And our imaginations are colorful as a spring hillside bursting with variety…
Then, somewhere along the line we become jaded about everything,
Because of trials and tribulations that reveal themselves in our lives,
But we must never stop dreaming and imagining all we can be….
Not when this big beautiful world has so much yet to see….
IS IT ANY WONDER?
Is it any wonder that life has gotten better?
You see, when you clear out old things that never mattered
You can replace them with new things that truly do matter.
How many times have you heard we got this only to walk it alone?
When the push came to shove the “bestie” was gone?
Give it up for the will to succeed in spite of
Standing O for the courage deep rooted to love
Never ever be victim to the cunning and shrewd
Just let them go and with strength be renewed
Climb the later of success and be filled with sublime
From a life you have built solely yours by design.
Is it any wonder that life has gotten better?
I’m sure for as long as I’ve had this blog I have never written anything that addresses irresponsible television programing, but after getting a Survey from Sony to provide feedback, I watch this atrocious show. First let me say this, if you are into vulgarity and the exploitation of young children then, perhaps, this show is for you. I don’t quite understand who thinks this show was funny enough to be on prime-time television, but I can tell you one thing it is in bad taste and beyond my comprehension.
I’m certain that there will be comments that will come back an attack this review, but so be it. I am not a robot that can be programmed, I have a mind and fully can recognize when I see something disturbing. Who would put a grown, scantily-clothed women, in a grade school with kids, being totally disrespectful to the very pillar of what an educational institution is all about?
How many times was the word “bitch” used in reference to another person? Really? Is this what we have come to as a society? And her search for a rich husband? Hello, perhaps you need to get a real job and take care of your self — and to solicit children to do your bidding on career day?
Is it just me?
After the conversation with my friend, I thought about the final scene in the old fable, “The Pied Piper,” — the one where all the rats followed the powerful tune he played, and plummeted to their demise.
We all have the proverbial rat or rats in our lives, and to rid ourselves of them we must embrace our song, and play the hypnotic tune closest to heart and soul.
We all have that powerful song inside us.
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