Friday, April 22, 2011

A Good Friday Quote for us all to embrace



"There are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our encouragement, who will need our unique talents.

Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give."

— Leo Buscaglia

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Wednesday;


It really did mean more than just the 4th. day of this particular Easter week!

Today actually reminded me that sometimes, even when you know the answer, the question(s) might be the missing ingredient!

Which, is yet another reason why I'm always open to learning more, and never forming opinions without the facts. Kind of like your smile actually..

Life, it reminds me Universe, we're only provided so many chances to love another for a reason beyond our understanding. Even if we refuse to believe

Friday, April 08, 2011

Lunch had me thinking;


"You say you don't know,
how to do it now, So you run,
It's not that you're bleeding,
but you're through it now,
So you run, so you run,
I know that you need it,
can't live alone,
So you run, so you run...

Does anyone ask you?

If you cry in your sleep do you feel okay
When you run,
Thinking its doomsday,
you got to let it go,
So you run, so you run...

Pretend you don't see it,
that way we can live the lie,
when you run...
So you run.."

Zip Codes and the Wind within;


Isn't it just like the wind to stir things up,
when you're trying to be quiet?
For here we sit, each within different zip codes of this new life, doing our best to deny that it’s happening just like we willed it, and still, w/out any temptation to deny its reality.

Lights flicker up from the console, and no matter how wide she sings,
still, I can hear another’s voice pouring through me,
passed the audio adrenaline that permeates through this darkness
that I’m trying to dispel from within.

She sings; where is the freedom I’ve left behind,
And here I am wondering about gazebos and running water in my mind

In this room the heat pipes up past the breezes of her voice, and still there’s nothing that moves me past the rhythms generated between us.

Me, I should have called beautiful..

Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Fishing and cleaning;


 
As an aside:
As my life continues to change... my soul aches for another kind of freedom! Freedom comes in many forms. It is an internal, emotional freedom that I seek to embrace & share!

During this life's new journey, I would like to actually "learn" the lessons I am presented with, then take that knowledge and share it with the world. I want to be someone who is aware of who they really are, and is okay with the reality of it. One that can appreciate imperfection, and truly see the beauty in it. One who is not afraid to be themselves, not afraid to love, not afraid to trust, for I long to be one with the Earth, to walk barefoot upon her beauty.

Me, I no longer see "life lessons" and challenges as obstacles, but rather as fuel that makes my growth faster and easier. Ideally, that's okay w/you.

Sunday, April 03, 2011

Note to self(and others): God chose You!!




When David came in, God told Samuel; "he’s the one I have chose.” God wanted David 2 be king. David, the shepherd boy, the eighth son in a culture which gave preference to the oldest.

David from a family w/out wealth or influence in their tribe(1 Sam. 16:4,5; 18:18). The most unlikely candidate to be king, but God CHOSE David.

Why; "Because David was a man after God’s heart"

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Saturday

"The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president, for destiny isn't a chance set of circumstances! You act, therefore, you realize. You recline, and therefore you have nothing"

Pray, Seeking His guidance, and be in motion towards His will for your life.
All good things are realized in this way...

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

I like change!


Change, unlike Joy can be more than it's actually worth, and yet, so many seek it as an answer to an unasked question that lingers somewhere under self.

In Christ, we should see that He made us as He wanted us to be, wrinkles and all. And though we in the flesh may not always be pleased with His handiwork, what else is better, or more needful for this life?

Just wondering...

Monday, March 07, 2011

LIKE DR. KING SAID, WE SHALL OVERCOME!


"There was a man - an inventor - who invented so well, He invented a fortune - for a man named Bell.

George Washington Carver, made the peanut great
Showed any man with a mind, could create.

You read about Malcolm X - in the history text
Jesse Owens broke records, Ali broke necks!

What's wrong with ya man?
How can you be so dumb?


Thursday, February 24, 2011

Revolution(s) 2.0



The reality of race, is that it's only important to those who can use it against others for their own gain and domination.

Revolution 2.0 is real Brothers & Sisters,
just look @ where we come from,
the last of the colonial blindness is truly lifting there, and soon, the real question isn't going to be, not whos's in control, but who isn't "brown"?

For looking across all the peoples, tribes, and tongues, shaking free of their collective shackles, one thing sticks out,
and it isn't so pretty anymore!

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Friday then, begin anew(again)...


Our thoughts and actions form our beliefs
When we behave lovingly toward(s) another
We think loving thoughts of them.

Our perception comprises mostly of our action(s)
Therefore, I love you and want you to love others as well.

Let's invest in one another then, for when we do,
Life is much more beautiful!


Friday, February 11, 2011

But, some just are really needy!


Surely, it's much better to be loved, than to have a one who can 
only smell your lust. And yes, as long as the sun shines, in order to enjoy another, it will always be better to have them want the inner you, rather than need to be within you.

For me then, on the other side of the upcoming holiday, it's just easier to work through the week, than it is to worry about the soon to be, weekend, but then again, I like change. Which isn't my way of saying I can't be still, more than it's my real desire, to not become stagnate.

For you, and for all those like yourself, even I, and not that it has to be hard to know the difference(s), between a man who wants you, while he so busy explaining why you're just what he's looking for. But try this; realize that what he's looking @, might not be you at all. For when his hands are upon you, and his lust is in front of you, how is it that you're even in his natural view? Now that's a better question, than any answer I can provide.

Life, like love has more to do with how you feel, than, how you feel. If you get my overall meaning! Yes, even I love how another looks, but then again, even I know that when the rains pour down, even the most durable top soil can be washed away, under the pounding!

Love yourself, and others will want too as well.

Love your outer appearance, and even I'll seek to impale you on my manly desire, while just as easily forgetting that the real you isn't just something that I behold, as it is a someone that I affectionately, empirically, eternally, hold.

And on that note, off to the studio..

Monday, January 17, 2011

(Being) “in the moment”

Is one of those things that is so easy to say, and yet sometimes so hard to deploy, for the moments do seem to pass by so quickly!

In this, it’s important to stay present therein, to recognize the value of these moments as they unfold.
 
Yes, in our spirit(s), there is no time or place,
but we’re here, in this physical body, for a reason.

Here, there is an actual time, and a limited series of moments, Moments that we can hold and treasure, moments where we can learn to grow, and, to grow fully into our present selves...

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Miguel: Sure Thing(it helps to know the difference(s)

Love you like a brother
Treat you like a friend|
Respect you like a lover
You could bet that
Never gotta sweat that(x4)
If you be the cash
I'll be the rubberband
You be the match
Imma be your fuse
Boom!
Painter baby you
Could be the muse
I'm the reporter baby
You could be the news
Cause your the cigarette
And I'm the smoker
We raise a bet...
Cause your a joker
Truth tho...
You are the chalk
And I could be the blackboard
And you can be the talk
And I could be the walk
Even when the sky comes falling
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
So put your pretty little hand in mine
Even when we're down to the wire babe
Even when it's do or die
We can do it baby simple and plain
This love is a sure thing
You could bet that
Never got to sweat that(x4)
You could be the lover
I'll be the fighter babe
If I'm the blunt
You could be the lighter babe
Fire it up!
Writer babe
You could be the quote
If I'm the lyric baby
You could be the note
Record that!
Saint, I'm a sinner
Prize, I'm a winner
And it's you
What can I do to deserve that
Paper baby
I'll be the pen
Say that I'm the one
Cause you are a ten
Even when the sky comes fallin
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
So put your pretty lil hand in mine
Even when were down to the wire baby
Even when it's do or die
We can do it babe simple and plain
Cause this love is a sure thing
Rock wit me baby
Let me hold you in my arms
Talk to with me baby(x2)
This love
Between you and I
As simple as pie baby
Such a sure thing(x2)
Oh is it a sure thing
Even when the sky comes fallin
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
So put your pretty little hand in mine
Even when we're down to the wire babe
Even when it's do or die
We can do it baby simple and plain
This love is a sure thing
Love you like a brother
Treat you like a friend
Respect you like a lover


Miguel - Sure Thing (Official Music Video). Watch more top selected videos about: Miguel

Friday, December 10, 2010

Some people surprise you(Thanks Bryan);

When I turn to You,
You are always waiting,
With a heart that understands before I speak.
And I learn from You,
All that really matters,
Though a million years go by You'll still love me.

I no longer look for a place to hide,
Cause I know where I belong,
When I turn to You,
When I turn to You,
When I turn to You, dear Lord,
I know that I love You.

When I turn to You,
You are watching over me,
Through eyes that look beyond the faults I see.

And I learn from You,
You are always merciful,
Though I remember all that You've forgiven me,
I no longer look for a place to hide,
Cause I know where I belong.
When I turn to You,
When I turn to You,
When I turn to You, dear Lord,
I know that I love You.

  • Bryan's Hymn (When I Turn to You)
  • From the album My Utmost for His Highest: Quiet Prayers
  • © 1996 Word

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

O God of all Creation:

"You have cared for the earth, and have filled it with your riches. Abundance flows in your steppes, through the pastures and wilderness. You provide for our land, softening it with showers, bathing it in light, and blessing it with growth. The hills sing with joy; the meadows are covered with flocks; the fields deck themselves with wheat; and together they glorify your name!

On this occasion of our Thanksgiving, we as a nation take rest from our labors to consider your many blessings. We thank you for our freedoms, and for the opportunity to contribute our skills, our attributes and our values toward the good of society. 
We thank you for the mixture of our cultures, blending us into one people under God. Help us to be a light unto other nations, and to further the cause of freedom and justice all over the world. We remember those who are less fortunate than we. We lift up in prayer the victims of poverty and racism, and all those who suffer from forms of political and economic oppression. Let the word that goes forth from our mouths speak of your peace, and let us proclaim our hope in Christ as Savior of all humankind.

We pray that you will bless all those who gather here, as we have come to experience your presence among us. Give us your guidance, O God, and empower us for your work. For we claim nothing for ourselves, but return all honor and glory unto you, and offer our thanks and praise. Amen". From "Prayers for God's People"Thomas P. Roberts, editor

Saturday, October 30, 2010

The Myth of Consensus Politics

Two years after an election that seemed to portend a new era of comity, American politics has resumed what now appears to be its permanent condition of polarization, quite possibly worsened by widening rifts within the two major parties. Jonathan Alter, in his cover essay this week on liberalism, notes that theDemocratic Party is split between purists and pragmatists; Christopher Caldwell, assessing the state of conservatism, warns that the Republican Party, should it gain control of Congress, will be accountable to angry insurgents aligned with the Tea Party movement.

If Alter and Caldwell are right, and the books they discuss suggest they are, then Democrats and Republicans seem destined to move even farther apart than they are now. How, then, will they forge the compromises that are the foundation of effective governance? 
The answer is: They may not need to. For most of the past century, consensus in American politics has been more phantom than fact, especially when it comes to staking out ideological ground. Even in the cold war era, a peak period of bipartisan cooperation, liberals and conservatives clashed over first principles, and the most respected spokesmen in either party were not afraid to say so. 
Consider an important midcentury manifesto, “A Democrat Looks at His Party” (1955). Its author, Dean Acheson, had left government after the 1952 election, but he remained a formidable presence — perhaps the greatest of all modern secretaries of state. Yet his book, although written in courtly prose, with learned references to Renaissance history and choice aphorisms from Oliver Wendell Holmes, was an act of ideological revivalism, steeped in the glories of the New Deal. 
The Democrats’ triumphs, Acheson argued, originated in their discovery that the federal government, in particular the executive branch, should be “an instrument to accomplish what needs to be done, even if this cuts across cherished doctrines,” including those stated or implied in the Constitution. 
In fact, Acheson explained, the history of the Democratic Party, dating as far back asGrover Cleveland’s presidency, “is the history of America’s unwritten constitution, of the powers of the federal government, of the nature and authority of the presidential office and its relation to the legislative and judicial powers.” It climaxed in the rush of programs and agencies Democrats devised to meet the crisis of the Great Depression. These innovations required “knowledge, perceptiveness, imagination — in other words, brains,” and it was the Democratic Party that“attracts intellectuals and puts them to work.” 
Republicans, meanwhile, clung to an outmoded ideal of a weak federal government: “In the name of checking . . . ‘executive aggrandizements,’ the party historically would subordinate the Executive to the Congress, and the national voice to a babel of local voices,” Acheson wrote.
The unwritten constitution? The babel of local voices? It’s hard to imagine the high-profile Democrat today who would so openly acknowledge these presumptions of modern liberalism. 
Republicans in the 1950s were no less direct. Take, for instance, the ideas expressed by Arthur Larson, the under secretary of labor to President Eisenhower, in his book “A Republican Looks at His Party,” published in 1956. Responding to Acheson, Larson accused him of a “thinly veiled contempt for state and municipal government,” formed under “the influence of a school of European political theory” — specifically, the socialist theory of Harold Laski. Larson stated his party’s position in language as strident as Newt Gingrich’s. “Let us put it perfectly bluntly: the typical American is inherently a states’-righter by inclination and sentiment.” That same American had “an instinctive sense that . . . excessive centralization means the threat of ultimate loss of personal liberties, and that our constitutional division of powers between the central government, the state governments and the people is right and must be preserved at all costs.” The Democrats’ ideal of the federal leviathan, Larson warned, would place the nation on the road to “totalitarian dictatorship.” 
Acheson and Larson were by no means extremists. Each stood at or near the political center. Acheson had been the architect of the cold war containment policy that included the use of loyalty oaths, enacted under Truman, to expunge suspected Communists from the government payroll, though in his manifesto he regretted this “grave mistake.”
Larson, a self-described “New Republican,” proudly pointed to the Eisenhower administration’s expansion of New Deal programs — unemployment insurance, for one  — and advocated a “strong, confident center-of-the-road American consensus,” a view repudiated by the conservative wing of his own party. 
The dominant political figure in the 1950s was Eisenhower, a popular president twice elected with sweeping majorities. He disdained ideological debate but it swirled all around him, at times almost paralyzing his administration. For two years, he was locked in battle with his party’s right wing, most conspicuously with a group of legislators led by SenatorJoseph R. McCarthy, the ringmaster of loyalty investigations that reached deep into the executive branch. Other Republicans, exploiting wafer-thin majorities in Congress, gave less attention to major appropriations bills than to drafting constitutional amendments that might confound the most devout Tea Partier. In his 1956 book “Affairs of State: The Eisenhower Years,” Richard Rovere, The New Yorker’s Washington correspondent, counted no fewer than 107 amendments that had been submitted to Senate committees as of June 1954. They included one empowering state governors to fill “vacancies” in the House of Representatives should Washington suffer a nuclear attack, another to prevent “interference with or limitation upon the power of any state to regulate health, morals, education, marriage, and good order in the state,” and a third that would have inserted the following words in the Constitution: “This nation devoutly recognizes the authority and law of Jesus Christ, Savior and Ruler of Nations through whom are bestowed the blessings of Almighty God.”

At one point, Eisenhower, frustrated that the nation’s serious business was being ignored, considered quitting the Republican Party and starting a new party of his own. 
The problem was temporarily solved by the 1954 election. It was a defeat for Congressional Republicans, but not for Eisenhower since, as Rovere reported, the election had “removed several persons whom the president found offensive and had weakened the authority of quite a few others,” most of them Republicans. 
Democrats, all the while, were equally fissured, as the party nearly self-destructed over civil rights, the great social issue of the 1950s (though neither Acheson nor Larson had much to say about it). The fiercest proponents of the states’ rights ideology championed by Larson were not Republicans, but Southern Democrats. Some had already broken with the party, in 1948, when Strom Thurmond, then the governor of South Carolina, headed a third-party, states rights’ ticket, the Dixiecrats, which captured four states in the general election, the first step in the Democratic Party’s eventual loss of “the Solid South.” 
Today, much of this history has been forgotten, and the Eisenhower years are remembered instead as an oasis of responsible governance and nonideological, bipartisan calm. It is too soon to say the same about the politics of the present moment. But it is also too soon to say where we are headed or even to guess how we might get there.


Sam Tanenhaus is the editor of the Book Review. His book “The Death of Conservatism” was published in paperback this month.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

And yet, who really cares


So yes, my files were read. 


So, maybe some woman who could have had a chance, doesn't anymore? Nothing can be done about that. Me, I've had my lap top gone over w/a fine tooth comb, changed my passwords to an encrypted cypher, and, I've told everyone who needed to hear it, Please, stop or get ready to lawyer up.

And yes Charlotte the most important connection w/another for me, is really through their mind & then, sharing the power contained within their spirit, but so often, people play around the margins of themselves, sharing & withholding, allowing & drawing away as it seems important for the game of discovery, but what for?

Me, I'm unafraid of reality, for there it is anyway!

Tuesday, October 05, 2010

Sting said it 1st(but it's no less real);

Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face
Whatever bread's in my mouth,
whatever the sweetest wine that I taste
Whenever your memory feeds my soul,
whatever got broken becomes whole
Whenever I'm filled with doubts that we will be together

Wherever I lay me down, wherever I put my head to sleep
Whenever I hurt and cry, whenever I got to lie awake and weep
Whenever I kneel to pray, whenever I need to find a way
I'm calling out your name

Whenever those dark clouds hide the moon
Whenever this world has gotten so strange
I know that something's gonna change
Something's gonna change

Whenever I say your name,
Whenever I say your name,
I'm already praying, I'm already praying
I'm already filled with a joy that I can't explain
Wherever I lay me down, wherever I rest my weary head to sleep
Whenever I hurt and cry, whenever I got to lie awake and weep
Whenever I'm on the floor
Whatever it was that I believed before
Whenever I say your name,
whenever I say it loud,
I'm already praying

Whenever this world has got me down, whenever I shed a tear
Whenever the TV makes me mad,
whenever I'm paralyzed with fear
Whenever those dark clouds fill the sky,
whenever I lose the reason why
Whenever I'm filled with doubts that we will be together

Whenever the sun refuse to shine,
whenever the skies are pouring rain
Whatever I lost I thought was mine
whenever I close my eyes in pain
Whenever I kneel to pray, whenever I need to find a way
I'm calling out your name

Whenever this dark begins to fall
Whenever I'm vulnerable and small
Whenever I feel like I could die
Whenever I'm holding back the tears that I cry

Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face
I'm already praying