Who Is

Who is this Negative Nancy or Jerk-Off Joe?  Offensive, fictitious names that embody flesh and blood individuals, real life people who find strength by burdening others with their misery and off-handed, cruel humor.  These are people who need constant attention and quickly learned negative regard can be equally satisfying.  They risk fewer personal stakes and reap…

Oh’ Roomba

Oh’ Roomba, how you make my heart go thump.  Last week, I ignored her cries for recognition in Friday Funnies, but as the stern task master, I made her do her dirty-little chores in the usual fashion without writing Roomba, dear, in a post.  The newest development in our relationship is that I no longer hide my vacuum fascination…

A Movement

A movement of positivity and change.  A daily choice to fill our minds with light and make happiness our right.  A decision to eliminate the need for useless validations, to be done with repetitive excuses. To utilize our individual potentials we have been blessed and free ourselves from petty ugliness.  These things we can control, options chosen…

In You

In you there is no fear, there is no judgment or strife. In you I find strength, I find purpose and light. There is reason to continue and no reason to doubt. – There is a good, so much greater, than what it is we know or can see, but feel its imminent power in…

A Stretch

A stretch of silence can be our heaven or hell.  A beautiful, haunting place of discovery.  A dark space where our minds can collectively hold us hostage or engage the enlightenment of infinite healing.  The freedom to speak out loud through questions, cries and laughter.  There is such approbation in the midst of quiet.  No judgments,…

An Amazing

An amazing blogger friend of mine has recently posted a couple titles that are quite similar to a ditty I was writing, and so, I thought it appropriate to share… I am a crook…a thief…an intruder. I am a stalker of night…a voyeur of dreams. I feed off an energy you can’t see, but breathe….

The Magic

The magic count of ten.  When growing up do you remember, or still even use today, the counting method? When you would cry out in anguish for some given reason and your guardian would offer you the, ever so, wise wisdom of, “Count to ten!” Immediately your thoughts were, “Are you kidding me, I almost…

Hair Raised

Hair raised, the instinct is to fight back.  Did those nasty words or actions really just happen?  Is it possible someone rudely pushed into you at the grocers, or cut you off as you are driving down the road?  Spoke out of turn or passed an ugly look? The reality is commonplace, but our reactions to…

The Kernel

The kernel of understanding takes a grain of truth.  We must be honest with ourselves, and the role we play with others.  To grow as a people we should not have to hide.  When did we learn to be ashamed of who we really are?  Through honesty there is no need to do either.  It goes…