Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

A Lone Healing

A small place, a lone space
my prayers do I say.

Then seagulls come join me
we rush to our play.

The sun arrives glowing
and gentle winds rise.

I stand on my on,
yet learn from the wise.

Do not take too much
do not leave here cold.

Embers now glowing
will pepper your soul.

Return every time
your heart becomes wet.

And find the lone space
that heals your regret.

(poem: dcrelief
Ron Niebrugge)

Friday, June 20, 2008

In a world of peace

In a world of peace I want friendship, with lots of big rocks to climb on.

In a world of peace I want a tongue

that speaks kindness.

In a world of peace I want water

to swim and splash in.

In a world of peace oh how I want to

sing and share voices.

In a world of peace to live in God

would soothe my soul.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Jabba the Frog: A Tale of Reality

Jabba the Frog tells a tale of reality:

Okay kid, I’m going to give it to you straight. I’m going to give you the bigger than life clues “why” you feel so__________ (fill in the blank) on any given day.

You are a self-propelled blogger… accomplishing feats of fun and frolic or either the heavy nasty stuff. Just remember that the fun and frolic sell faster. Throw some fantasy into the mix and maybe they’ll toss you back a kudo.

Expose a little leg while you’re sitting there banging them black keys and feel it… really feel it. Uh, whatever it is, but don’t ask former Prez Clinton: “Define “is”… remember that? We sat back and laughed ourselves silly as the prosecuting panel dropped their jaws.

{“Yes! That was a powerful hit as we watch the ball go up, up, and my god it’s out of the park!”} Just a little more leg please.

With all of the self-propelling you’ll want to be challenged or paid attention to, but try not to let the pitfalls take you out. Write about some good stuff. Give something that someone might actually LIKE to read. That morbidity kick you got on is dulling my space. It’s a major downer, and you’d be better off writing about breasts.

Have some fun. Be curious. Be mysterious. Everybody else is… why not? Toss your name… in fact, erase it… in your case it only gets in the way because you think everybody else should play your way; puh-lease. You are not the Zim… get a grip on yourself and stop being so crazy.

#2 Love… in spite of feelings that pass… in spite of thoughts that get lost… in spite of actions regretted… try to love others as you would have them love you. You are free. Enjoy that.