Some days

(some weeks even), I just write more than others.

On this day then, here's what I'm thinking:

Patience, though an alleged virtue, is not something that I ascribe to during my walk in this life. Not just because, we leave this place without enough notice or fore warning, but because I can recognize the reality of the moment(s). Not always by using words, and not even by listening to the words of others. Mostly, I believe that life is dedicated to the living.

Actually, contained in the word life, is the inherent knowledge that life is about living, that being alive to my senses, alive to the wind, to the stars, to the movement of rain against my skin, and the songs the trees sing.

Not to say that if you’re afraid of life, afraid of living that we don’t have enough in common to continue. Nor even to say that within the trepidation that some seem to hide behind, there isn’t a desire to breathe deeply, just that for me, I’ve known the loss. I’ve seen the wasted, and that just doesn’t seem to me, to be the reason why I’m still here!

Plus, whereas this could be the last words I wrote, or even that this could be the last breath I draw, why shouldn’t I see the beauty of the now, why shouldn’t I embrace this opportunity and exhale?

One this day then, here’s what I’m thinking;

Should it please you to live underneath the fear contained in the not knowing, or even if you’re under the impression that not wanting to know the truth that can exist between us, is the better conclusion, that’s okay with me. Not as okay as knowing you after I hit the send key, or even as okay as seeing you from across the room and basking in the radiant knowledge that we’re still more than just friends, but then again, not all friends are friendly, just like, not all humans are willing to be humane.

Me, I’m unafraid.

Sure, I fear death and the Lords wrath.

But, in the between of here and there, me, I have to live.
I have to embrace this life.
I have to embrace the wonder of being alive.

Anything less than that, seems to be disrespectful of the blessing!

And on this day, it just had to be said……

Wednesday finds me thinking out loud:

It is widely understood, but rarely admitted, that a 
woman exerts a powerful influence over her man's 
life, and his overall pursuit of happiness therein.

So, it's really no surprise that when she is lit up and shining, as her man, you usually have a great day,
and the world seems that much brighter, and everything is  
as it should be, plus, life is good.

However, on the flip side, you also know, that when 
she's in a bad mood, you're whole world is open to trouble! 

Whether it is conscious or unconscious, a woman has an 
extraordinary ability to influence her man's happiness. 
In fact, so strong is this influence, so powerful is 
her ability to expand his happiness or to squeeze the joy out of him, that we can make this bold statement: 
a woman can also put a ceiling on a man's happiness. 

So how can we as men take advantage of this information?

One powerful strategy is to put so much attention on 
her happiness, that the woman reaches a point of abundant
surplus in her life. In this way, she'll feel so naturally happy and contented with the world, and the attention she is receiving from it, that this abundance will spill over to her man and othe ther people around her. 

(Note to the ladies: in order to reach that point 
of surplus you must be open to receiving it. To provide
a visual example: you can't pour water into a closed 
container. So practice being open to receive all the 
pleasure a man has and is willing to give towards you.)

And remember my brothers, this isn't the gospel.
It's simply one other way to be a better man, and 
not just for your woman, but for all the other men
she may encounter after you!

You may now go back to being unaware..............

All too often;

I hear from people who are afraid to speak.

I know, sounds like a contradiction, and yet, there
are so many amongst us, which just refuse to see past
the obvious limitations of their thoughts, and reach further!

Now, I'm not complaining, because if it wasn't for the closed mind,
it would be difficult for me to make a living, but really, is that all there is to it?

Truly, it is so dark now, that even I look forward to a greater darkness to come,
if not but to only run up my billable hours? 

Enough!

For me, stepping past the upcoming election and the harsh reality of
so many hurting Americans (yes, I have foreign friends too), me,
I just want to work towards something better.

Maybe I'll rent out the guest house.

Or for sure, I'll have a singles thanksgiving party this year,
just so the lonely can at least not be so on that one day.

But more than that, I just want to move past the detritus that is this life
we are too often forced to live in, because of the arrogance and ignorance
of those who claimed to no longer need our participation, and yet,
still spend so much of their free time, trying to make our lives 
as miserable as theirs!

Today, I just couldn’t spend another moment caught up in it.

Maybe I’ll just go bowling for lunch?

1 Corinthians 13

Love

1: If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love,
I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.

2: If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries
and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains,
but have not love, I am nothing.

3: If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,
but have not love, I gain nothing.

4: Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

5: It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,
and it keeps no record of wrongs.

6: Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

7: It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.

8: Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease;
where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge,
it will pass away.

9: For we know in part and we prophesy in part,

10: but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.

11: When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child,
I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.

12: Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror;
then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13: And now these three remain:
Faith, Hope and Love.

But the greatest of these, is Love.


Amen..........

October begins

And in so many ways,
the anxiety persists.

Why is this?

Sure, not wanting to see past the obvious is easier for some,
and yet, real time is something that most people only seem to devote
to things, that waste it anyway, as for me, I have a better idea:

Why don’t we love without fear.
Connect without deceit.
Embrace without artifice?

For without pure knowledge,
there will never be connection(s),
and without connecting,
me, I'm not really interested!

So with that said,
I’ll sleep better knowing the truth.

The world isn’t going to end soon,
food and shelter is only a phone call away,
And no matter what the talking heads proclaim;

If and when Jesus returns,
I’ll still be me.

And in that,
You can find peace too!