Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Write until not writing makes you anxious.

Now I have to write.  I have to write to process and move beyond this moment.  

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Monday, September 22, 2014

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Unknown

... today I just keep going.  I could write some poetic rhyme & reason but really I am just surviving today.  

Let me give this year reason... This year is about purpose and health.  It is about siezing the day and living in the moment. It is about accepting thsoe things I cannot change and about dedicating myself to the fight for those things I can change.  It is about quiet reflection at the end of the day and a better tomorrow.  It is about chances and hope.  

It is about learning selflessness ... necessarily.  It is about finding a way to work for the miracles that we so need.
"The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away." - William Shakespeare #quotes #writing

Monday, September 1, 2014

Complacency

We accept so much wrong.  I think we accept it because we are told that if we work hard enough we too can become the have.  We work, and we plan and we wonder why our goals don't seem any closer, or there are just obstacles that we couldn't see from a distance. Hope thins, wanes.

We live in a place where law is conscience.  The law protects humanity from it's worst but cannot begin guide that evolution that must happen for humanity to be its best.  And some try to survive and seek meaning.

If I can't be all that I would be, or might have been, or dreamed of being, please don't condemn me to being only a stepping stone under the foot of another on the way to their dream.

I found this beautiful pin on Pinterest.  It is so true especially here where we can lose ourselves in our things.

On complacency and the danger of finding "good enough." | gracelaced.com

I must find purpose

I think there are some things to be said about poverty and individual rights, about upward mobility and hope.  I have decided to write a book about some of my intimate truths that I would like not to know so well.  I have to believe that my struggle can serve a purpose, that to this problem there is indeed a solution