Remember it’s fun to swim and dance with glee, cause when you do it sets you free. Truth be told, if I may be so bold, being silly makes me smile. It gets rid of the waste by making my day taste sweet and tart as it warms my heart. It is especially great when its late and we feel old and cold. We can scrape off the stress as we are impressed by the marvelous melodies of our magnificent moments. So as you sit, sleep or stand wiggle your feet like you are listening to a band. Shift your hips from side to side like the electric slide. Laugh, love and live your life to the fullest. Use your clever mind and pull joy’s lever and surely you will have fun forever!
Most times when I breathe it hurts, like a knuckly knot tying off the life to my lung. Sometimes when I breathe it feels light, gentle and soft like a soothing sheet cuddling us asleep. Tonight as I lay in bed waiting to dance my sleepy time tunes my heart bounces behind my chest. It’s a rhythmic lullaby, a soothing story, a ballad of better times. The air is easy and for a change I do not feel queasy. My heart feels loved and I’m not being shoved. I feel good, great and even better now I am in a sleepy state. This is a marvelous moment, a comfortable time and a sign of a soothing scene that is coming to me in the land of dreams.
It’s a water day. On weekends when I feel ill. The water helps calm me. Like a massage against my skin, a warmth to my muscles. It makes me want to sleep away the last few hours before the sun rises. To wake and return to life refreshed. That is the life, one where I feel blessed.
When you called me weak… it took me to my peek and placed a smile on my face. I was empowered by your disgrace, it reminded me of the challenges I have faced. It was the most invigorating insult I’ve ever received.
So thank you, for your delightful words for though at the time you intended for me to feel like a pile of turds it inspired me to embrace all of my words.
There are so many things we can do, but only if we are wearing blue shoes. If you want to know what to do, it will only take a few, we can take a cake from a pan and stand it up in the shape of a man. Surely, whirly maybe so, maybe his name will be Sterling Stan.
If it is, then we know, that we have to share with him how it goes. According to the band we have to play, a melody that celebrates this fine ol day. In this time it must be magical, a momentous moment that is fantastical and fun.
So without further a do, let me show you what can be done.
When you wallow in the shallow water inhabited by swallows you can call out to the walruses, malls and crosses.
You can play with Waldo by tossing your ball but only if are willing to confess you threw it over the wall. You can smile for awhile but only if you pet a goose like you’re a cast member of Foot Loose.
You can wine and dine Kevin Bacon but only if your willing to do some shake and baking. Be like Ricky Bobby at Taledega Nights and race like you’re going to out pace everyone to take first place.
These are some things you can do, but only if you are wearing blue shoes. Now you know what to do, it will only take a few, we can bake a cake and make a man, and name him Sterling Stan.
Now you know you can start to glow. You may embrace the silly till it’s stuck and play life like it’s a hockey puck. Slide and stretch, stride and glide cause in the end life will find a way to abide.
What makes you feel right? Is it a dark scary night? A woeful wind? A roaring rain?
Do you feel at peace when your heart is teased, when you can’t find release, perhaps when your bound in bondage?
Are you free when you can’t see or are in agony?
What is harmony? Is it a moment of dancing with glee? Perhaps when you discover your destiny? Is it a moment when you can simply be?
Can you reach inside yourself and find the things you need? Are you a circle that is complete? Are you ready to be set free?
Are you ready to breath?
Within each and every one of us is the ability to inflict terrible suffering and bestow greatness onto the world. We are a complex and magical matrix of roots fed with hurt and health, we tend to make mistakes, spread misery and inspire marvelous feels in others. Our range of potential is vast and incredible, sometimes even unbelievable. We hurt and help without ever knowing it, taking actions with uncertain fates and make decisions not knowing where they will take us. Simply put, the common person moves through life without any purpose, they are unprepared and unpredictable. This is normal, this is fine, it is the nature of existence. We like the fae creatures of the wild are enigmatic and spontaneous, sometimes we live in the now and take actions with uncertain outcomes.
Living life to its fullest means practicing mistakes, doing things by the seat of your pants and making a party of it. You and I will do great things, good and bad without ever meaning to. When we live in a world of forgiveness life becomes easier. When the soft droplet of water splashes into the pond, the effects vibrate and impact everything else around it. It is a subtle vibration but its gifts are enormous, our legs are lifted as our weight diminishes and the desire to walk on eggshells is reduced. We can breath and speak, laugh and love, explore and see that life is more than a bore. When we are willing to forgive the world around us, we increase the likelihood we will be forgiven when we stumble and break every glass piece in the store.
This does not account for every kind of person there is, certainly there are more. There are all sorts of human creatures walking this beautiful blue orb. Not all of them are the gems we hope to find in a treasure trove of tremendous times, some of them are bad, brutal and monstrous monsters. They swim through the waters like a hungry shark seeking to eat the souls of wayward spirits. Some of their victims are simply drawn from a hat, selected to be sliced open and served as supper.
These are the worst creatures of the world. They make life a living hell, they take the bad and boil it down until it is nothing more than a hellish frown. The people who lie, cheat, steal and destroy for their own pleasure, often with little gain are truly insane, for it is a simple pleasure, fleeting and false, one they do by climbing over other people’s walls. Once there they slice and stab into a victim’s skin to twist their face into a sadistic grin. These are the monsters who find their way to our lives, who pick and pluck like a buzzards beak, seeking to snip away our ability to see.
What do we do when we meet these monsters and they stomp on our feet? We stand our ground, be rigid and strong and never allow these monsters to spread their message of wrong. It will hurt I know, but this is how these things go. These people who smash and slice and try to eat everything nice will continue to consume until there is nothing new.
We need to stop giving into the monsters, their voice may be maddening and loud but they lack logic, reason and love. They hate the world, or it seems like they do, cause at every turn these humans are hitting and hurting others with their heavy hands.
We must put on our shoes and fix the world like glue, be a nimbus light and make the dark world bright. If we want to make the world a better place we have to spit into evil’s face. Nothing great is born from nothing, it is forged and pressed under great duress. It is not a matter of becoming the best, but instead, it is a quest, a march against madness, a war against the antagonist, a crusade to love life and to live it to its fullest.
Jump into the air and be joyously jolly. Live, love and wear your heart like a glove. Stand with those who lift you high into the sky and dine on life like its a dreamy delight. Be better than before and flourish your beautiful light with all the might of a star. Let no bar barricade you from the gate of your divine destiny. Stand with me and become all you can be, a harmonious human, a happy heart and a silly soul swimming through the sea of destiny.
When storm clouds thunder and rumble, let your bellows blow. Reach into your chest and let your sadness go and perhaps the silly fun times will be begin to flow. Inspire someone’s soul with sun shine smiles. Give great intentions and subtly guide them a mile. Grant sweet spirits, grin ear to ear and glow with gooey goodness as you live with purpose.
Our insides can be sweet and sticky thick, like candy bits inside our spit. They may be empty and oily, perhaps slippery and slick, like a recently born yellow, cute little chick. But in the end, if we treat them right, simply put we wont have to fight. Our emotions will be true and our judgement fair, in our life we will live with little despair.
When we take the time to care, life becomes a great little lair. It is a cozy good place, where sadness has no base and our heart is happy, without any fear. So come with me now, look to the sky and prepare yourself to fly, cause no matter how the storm clouds rumble, we’ll be ready to give, by taking great strides to live our life.
Let go of the dark and dreary. Lighten your load, leave your abode and soothe your scene by setting yourself free. Invigorate your insides with the sight and sounds of the wonderful wilderness. Poke around a few paths, bathe in the shine of the sun and have lots of fun. Find a few skulls, a fancy feather and discover a dreamy day of delight.
Mother nature is brutal and beautiful; she is the life taker and giver; and she loves all her children equally. Every living creature, meteorological phenomenon and catastrophe is a part of nature.
Forgive the events you cannot control and make the best of the ones you can.
Sometimes we are coated in oil and everything is slippery and sloppy. Our inside zones burn and boil and desperately we seek to soak our souls in the soil. We reach out our hand to hold someone close, but often we are cloistered and closed away.
One day you will shake off that slippery, slick, sloppy sludge and sing a song of silly smiles. You will reach into your inside zones and touch your heart bone. You will no longer toil and desperately seek to soak your soul in the soil, because you will be happy, harmonious and peaceful.
The world can be a dark and dreary place and sometimes it can feel like we are constantly washing the muck off our face. Our lips turn sour becoming an upside down crown as it forms into a frown. Our hopes and dreams fade, we feel lost, sad and sorry. As our soul is saturated with dismay, our nerves begin to fray, so we sit and wait for the end of days.
There comes a time when we tire of the night and we rise. With a beaten and battered soul we muster all our might, attempting to fight the waste of this dark and dreary place. We punch, kick and scream, doing everything mean, but in the end we settle back in our seat, because once again we are beat.
We stand again, this time driving forward, pushing with all our strength, attempting to master the night, to defeat its dreariness and darkness. But, no matter how hard we push, now matter how strong we are, it is stronger. It defeats us because we cannot master the dark snippets of our soul.
Many of us never learn this lesson and we continually flex and force until we collapse under the strength of our own will. Each time we try to become the master, our life becomes a disaster, as we walk waywardly into an unwelcome wilderness. It takes a lot of walking, but eventually we learn we cannot master our emotions, we cannot make our heart zones cease to be. Until we can see how to achieve harmony we will never find the ease we need.
You are an amazing creature filled with so many magical moments and feels. Tend to your heart feels with loving care, find a purpose in their presence and love each for their beautiful uniqueness.
What is my purpose in life? When I tell people the answer they get excited. There is a certain thrill to hearing someone definitively tell you their purpose. Why is this exciting? It is because it gives them hope, in that moment they realize they too can achieve awareness of their purpose.
My purpose is to help others walk the twisting, dark road of life. To use my hardships to illuminate the land with beams of light showing them the right place to walk. My purpose is to inspire, bring joy and help others help themselves.
You too have a purpose and with it you will find the person you were meant to be. You will build the life you were born to weave. In the end you will see that if you take the lead, the world will become a better place indeed.
So many live life like its a long day dream, shambling like a zombie, existing without precision or purpose. Wake up! Stop sleeping through life! If you don’t open your eyes, you will rise from your rest just in time to see you missed your chance to shine.
You don’t need to be a zombie, you can be a person of purpose. Someone who fights to live life to its fullest. A person who lives as a legend and leaves behind a legacy!
We have a lot of moving parts in our lives and the complicated nature of it can be dizzying. It sometimes feels like we are walking over a pit of fire on an oiled tightrope. Our journey can be terrifying, painful and horrific, but it is also beautiful, magnificent and magical.
I have faith you will cross this terrible tightrope and be triumphant.
I don’t know what it feels like to be you, but I know what it feels like to be overwhelmed by life, underwhelmed by love and lost to my own impulsiveness. Its like getting caught in a cold rain with no shelter in sight. Know the rain will pass, and your skin will warm. You will see the value of the storm and there will be a time when the rain droplets of now, give birth to beautiful flowers of the future.
Be the fortune cookie your friends need you to be. Stand beside them as they fight. Help them surrender and swim when they’re sinking. Take comfort serving as a friend, a beacon and their guiding light in the darkness of their life.
Our lives are saturated with so many sensations; being in and out of love, feeling unstoppable and stuck, fearless and fearful. Sometimes we are in the throes of pleasure or pain, lost or losing ourselves in the moment.
When dreary discomfort overcomes us, we can look lovingly at life. Open our beaten and blackened eyes to see the light, a sight that lightens our load and lifts us to a state of delight.
However sometimes our eyes are not easily opened. The world will punch and kick and beat us to a pulp. It will pound us when we fall and it will stomp us on the ground. Our eyes are hard to open when bruised and swollen. They are hard to open when dreary discomfort overcomes us, in these moments its hard to look lovingly at life.
It’s ok, its alright to lay with your eyes closed. Your eyes don’t always need to see this grand light. You don’t need to be positive and joyous every moment of every day. The brilliance of the sun comes and goes, when the dark of night finds us it’s time to slow, to sleep and rest.
To be positive when it’s time to embrace the negative, is like suffering a migraine in the midst of bright light.
Do what is right for you right now. Tend to the darkness when it is time. Love the feels even as they hurt. Embrace the experience of the experience.
Give yourself permission to feel,
what you feel.