Tuesday, February 23, 2021

You Live and You Learn

 

Or do you? Why do we relive the same scenarios over and over? I have a theory.

 

For one, we are born into certain roles. Is this fair? No. Can I change it? Well, that’s an undetermined answer. What I do know is…If nothing changes and I continue on a path that makes me feel a certain way, then it’s up to me to walk a different way. May not be the right way…but if you’re going the wrong way to begin with…what do you have to lose?

 

Second, it’s my nature. I tend to live with the world on my shoulders. It’s heavy and always there. And though I’m strong…some days it is a weight that not even I can carry. But what do I do? If I collapse, so does the world that I’ve supported all these years.

 

So as history repeats itself, we have a choice each time to hold its familiar hand and say hi old friend its you again or we can walk away and make new friends. No matter what…it’s solely up to you. And it may be scary to choose a different way but if you stay…be prepared to stay lost. 


 

 

Thursday, February 11, 2021

Where the Wind Blows

 

 

Cold, whispery morning. Leaves cover the saturated ground. As they lay still, there’s such little hope that they will be carried away in the temperamental wind. Such brash undertaking as it smooths the land.

 

And nevertheless, all the leaf wants is adventure. To soar across an earth that gives so little notice. But it’s not the show it’s after. Oh no…it’s the new life it brings. For in that subtle moment, it’s repurposed.

 

Transformed into a leaf that glides with strife and rustles with adversity. Until the wind dies down once more and like everything else in this world…it crumbles into a million pieces and is scattered across a vast land to soon be apart of the soil of life.

 

But there is no wind today. The stillness of the hour ticks by as one day leads into another. And soon winter turns into spring and the hope for a new journey is no more. 


 

    It started with the morning sun, it hovered over the earth, warming it with its wisdom. But the grey clouds shaded it from t...