“For one last time, come follow me,” happiness said, “I am leaving”. Like an Ostrich with its proud feathers, [his/her/their] head buried in the sand [he/she/they] didn’t respond.
[He was/She was/They were] preoccupied with chasing what [he/she/they] didn’t need or have. Obligated, hand outstretched, fingers reaching for that shiny, shiny glistening over there.
Behind [him/her/them], the light that once shone, allowing [him/her/them] to see what was immediately before [him/her/them], gradually dulled and disappeared.
[He was/She was/They were] left in darkness, searching only to find remorse, wrapping [himself/herself/themselves] tightly around [him/her/them]. Gleefully calling [his/her/their] friends sorrow and regret. “Come join me,”…
Perhaps one of the most significant forms of disservice or living tragedies we inflict upon ourselves and others. Is that we entertain thoughts and act as if what we say and do doesn’t matter.
It can be easy to think that with nearly 8 billion people on this earth, my thoughts and actions impact only the people immediately around me.
By believing our words and actions are inconsequential, we avoid responsibility. It puts us on a precipice of a slippery slope to excusing and accepting bad behaviour.
When this happens, we lose sight of our humanity and what it means…
Why do we do it?
Spend days, months and years in denial
Convincing ourselves, if I don’t look in the corner, it is not there.
Why do we do it?
Readily bury parts of ourselves in the sand, and knowingly let go
We wait for the ground to swallow, and in return
we watch the world swell up
with whatever we are not willing to admit
Why do we do it?
Accept the heavy price of anonymity in conformance
and deny ourselves the happiness
a little courage would graciously reward
Maybe it is existent about owning the label, I am…
Without a doubt, life is always good when things go to plan or people say and do what you want. We believe that is the path to our happiness.
This type of existence is a dream life, and one many of us wish for. But believing it can and will exist most of the time isn’t that thinking submerged in a sea of delusion?
It is human nature to long and wish for that which may be unattainable. Dream job, a love interest, money and fame! …
Such a curious little thing you are!
I remember when I was young
the high frequency of your visits
You were there daily and never far
But now that I am older
when perhaps I need you most
It seems I have to call louder to keep you close
When you arrive
you always do me best
bubbling up, over spilling
in those vital moments
I need to get things off my chest
But then you slowly fade
leaving me to realize again
How life without you is never the same
Oh laughter I need you
my faithful friend
Universe forgive us, we do not see
How you gave us the wind, so that we may
feel the closeness of your eternal breath
forever knowing no matter where we
are the language you speak will be the same
With each whisper, we are blessed with your
gospel to carry your messages far
Caught under the wings of the tiniest
bird or the drifting of dandelions
The message for everyone is the same
I am here, you are here, we are all here
as guests in your universal homeland
It is madness when you think we only want to communicate…
Ouch- that hurts, and that my friends is the truth!
They say the truth hurts and that can be the case physically, emotionally and mentally. When the truth hits us, it is like a runaway truck on the highway, shattering all illusions and preconceived expectations and ideas — we have all been there, right!
Despite the pain, we should not stop seeking the truth. Honesty is something we all value and appreciate. There is nothing worst than being lied to! Because relationships are built on trust, which in turn are built on truths.
But have we ever thought what is…
I imagine if you were to conduct a straw poll amongst family and friends, the majority would agree that yes we are in the midst of the most depressing month of the year!
January 18, awarded the dismal title, Blue Monday is calculated to be the day when post-Christmas blues, long cold nights and financial bills arrive.
It is no surprise our instinct is to hibernate or emigrate to a warmer climate. …
I am not writing about this episode to blow my own trumpet, well actually yes I am!
I can’t help but feel a sense of pride in chalking up my good deed for the day so early in the morning. Yesterday while walking my dog, I was gifted the opportunity to be a person of value to a stranger. I received nothing in return, and naturally did not expect it! Good deeds are meant to be spontaneous and from the heart, right! So please sit back, enjoy and let me share how this episode went.
Up slightly earlier than expected…
Thinker doing what I love best. Writing stories, sharing knowledge, wisdom, happiness, and doing my bit to rebalance equality scales.