Day 208: It’s Been Awhile – Lessons Learned


I haven’t posted here in a while. Here are a few things my higher power has allowed me to experience holistically since then:

  • There is life after tragedy strikes.
  • It really does get better.
  • Your perspective dictates your prospectus on life.
  • There is power in silence.
  • You can’t quantify loyalty and you shouldn’t try to.
  • The more you live, the more things change.
  • Principles are fixed, but friendships are not.
  • There is strength in commonality.
  • Truth is in the eye of the beholder.
  • Simple is better.
  • There is a lesson in every experience.
  • Sometimes there’s a full course.
  • People will surprise you.
  • And, you will surprise people.
  • Survival is a state of being.
  • Living is a state of mind.
  • Integrity is more important than loyalty.
  • Love the people who love you.
  • Take note of the people who don’t.
  • Distance isn’t always bad, and closeness isn’t always good.
  • Kindred spirits are real.
  • I think I’ve identified mine.
  • Saying I’m sorry, is more about you than the other person.
  • An apology means nothing if the action doesn’t change.
  • There are no bad experiences.
  • There are only inadequate responses to those “bad experiences”.
  • Pay attention to how people treat you.
  • No response is an answer.
  • Stop explaining.
  • They don’t care.
  • Wishing is good.
  • Striving is better.
  • Action is greater.
  • Success requires a combination of dedication, the right connections, and lots of luck.
  • You can forgive and still remember.
  • Premonitions are real.
  • Losing a job really isn’t a loss when it forces you to find a career.
  • Apologize for how you said it, but not for what you meant, when you said it.
  • Hugs have healing power.
  • Death can knock, but you don’t have to answer.
  • Listen to your heart.
  • Speak from your mind.
  • Love through your soul.
  • Laugh.
  • Cry.
  • Laugh some more.
  • Strength is about more than muscle.
  • The best is yet to come.
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Day 314: A Scripted Memory


Accountability
The tragedy of the broken spirit. Witnesses the birth of a child, but only sees the pain in rain-soaked tears in a mother’s eyes. So acquainted with self-despair, even your miracles are setbacks instead of breakthroughs. Labeling the dissenting voices traitors to the cause. Only to realize your own deeply-rooted flaws. When will it end you proclaim in true desperation? So unaware, it never really began, except in your now soured-membrane. Break free from your imaginary cage. Release all the stolen rage. It’s well-passed time to turn the page.

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Day 165: As A Writer – the Real Tragedy


In trust

Year one of my blog I attempted to write daily. I was more successful at times than others.

Year two I actually managed to write almost daily for a large part of the year.

Year three, I realized, I could not make the same commitment as other bloggers and set out to post at least once a month.

Last month was the first month I missed my mark. I didn’t stop writing, I just stopped posting. I go through these periods where I want to hold on to the drops of knowledge streaming from my mine. Eventually, I release them, once I feel they have germinated long enough to sprout and bloom.

I enjoy writing. I enjoy your comments and likes I think more than I realized I would. Sometimes, we have to hold onto ourselves a little longer so we remain whole, especially, as artists.

Artists create from experience.

Artists divulge secret thoughts in their artistry.

Artists are transparently exposed to the elements of the audiences’ minds, preconceptions, and suppositions.

Some of these elements are true and others not so much.

 

What prompts me to write today is a need to release in a form I have come to find solace.

My writing rejuvenates my soul.

 

I know people are hurting today by yet another demonstration of targeted misplaced hatred.

I recognize many are searching for answers and for some those answers will never come.

I appreciate the pause the nation, if not the world, has taken to grieve the senseless loss of life.

I mourn the slain.

I pray for their families, their friends, their love ones, and the love ones they will never have.

The tragedy is tragic.

The incident deserves space in our hearts, in our minds, in our thoughts, and yes, in our conversations.

 

My issue is not with the events.

My issue is with the reaction.

 

And, for some it may seem callous.

I confess, I questioned myself.

I wondered if living in this world has desensitized me in ways I do not understand.

I wondered if my anger at what I can only classify as debilitating thinking is right.

Am I wrong for cringing when I hear a person say “they no longer feel safe”?

It is extremely difficult to stomach, when it comes from a person of faith.

 

What is this weird concept of safety? We are only as safe as the intentions and dedication of someone else to harm us or themselves. Of course, there are things we can do to mitigate the threats to our safety, but living means we all live with a certain level of uncertainty. It’s called life. We seem to love creating boogeymen so we have a reason to raise our voices and be heard. Or close our doors and not be seen. Pick your prison!

“I’m screaming inside, because it would be impolite and disruptive to do so on the outside, “Hello, who do we put our trust in?” “What world do you live in?” “How can you proclaim power and cower every time darkness breaches the ‘Circle of Life”?”

As a writer, words build bridges.

As a writer, words tear down walls.

As a writer, words lift up dreams.

As a writer, words silence nightmares.

As a writer, words speak for the mute.

As a writer, words invoke change.

As a writer, words are eternally hopeful.

 

I guess what I’m saying is the situation in Orlando, in our nation, in our universe can breathe darkness in the shallowly places of our lands. In these times, we often lament about the incident long enough to allow time to pass before the next great tragedy. I am not here to take away someone else’s method of coping. If this is how one needs to cope, cope on.

 

I simply find myself frustrated with the lack of depth of our arguments, of our comments, or our display of power the size of a toothpick in an EF5 tornado.

 

Deeply Sadden and Frustrated,

 

EYHCS

 

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Day 52: The Power Force of Understanding


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A great friend of mine commented yesterday about my absence from my blog of late, with a slightly dejected, solemn, and otherwise heartbroken-heartfelt disposition. I explained as best I could where I have been in my journey to speak and write the truth. I expressed my new found commitment to my craft. Some would call it a gift. Other would call it artistic expression. Whatever, it is, I respect it and have chosen this time to hone it. Because my friend’s need was real, I write this entry today.

This is for my powerful four! You each know exactly who you are and I love each of you beyond mere words. Your presence in my life has changed me forever and I look forward to all God has for each of us throughout the years.

This is also for those that follow my blog. I have a lot of material and when the time is right, I will share it all.

The road we travel is not unknown. The people we meet are not unforeseen. The connections we make are designed well in advance for the appointed time and place. Two years ago, we all imagine a different future than the one we find ourselves living today. Four years ago, we wondered how we would make it through. Six years ago, we prayed silently for relief. Eight years ago, we stood our ground in the God we love. Ten years ago, we wondered if this really would be the fate God dealt us.

Today, we are stronger. Today, we are wiser. Today, we are becoming exactly who God intended us to be. Today is a new day. Today is our day. Today let’s live it the only way we can…through love, by faith, and in humility.

EYHCS

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Day 11 – That’s Not My Job


Concern

Wars, tragedies, changing climates, government dysfunction and so much more are simply detractors.

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