Monday, April 16, 2018

“Your mouth”

"your mouth"
I was perplexed over this statement for a year. 
The mouth is the means for expressing what is in one's heart

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Piece of mind

 ...the “Inner Space” the expansion of time granted
not an allusion filled by self-gratification
It often comes at the end of a journey’s fulfillment.
Broken but whole.
Complete with scars.
A Redemption of scattered neurons collectively charged to give
Equanimity...

“FAITHFUL ONES AS YOU HAVE SOWED INTO OTHERS BREAKTHROUGH – DOUBLE IS NOW COMING TO YOU!!!”

â€FAITHFUL ONES AS YOU HAVE SOWED INTO OTHERS BREAKTHROUGH – DOUBLE IS NOW COMING TO YOU!!!”

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Passion...Dahl

“I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. He taught me that if you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it at full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good. Hot is no good either. White hot and passionate is the only thing to be.”

—Roald Dahl (1916-1990)
British Novelist

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Autumn Breeze...

Free owes no one anything...Crisp clean motivating and inspiring...throw in the sun off the northern mountains and you have a symphony. Where you say...in the depths of my soul..what you say... Autumns Breeze whispering on my face in the day of contemplation.   

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Needing and Wanting

Nanny McPhee: There is something you should understand about the way I work. When you need me but do not want me, then I must stay. When you want me but no longer need me, then I have to go. It's rather sad, really, but there it is. 
[Nanny McPhee turns around to walk out of the room, but stops once she hears Simon
Simon Brown: We will never want you! 
Nanny McPhee: Then I will never go  

Monday, September 7, 2015

1932-1998 the dash - of MOM2

We my brothers and sisters and I all have different memories of mother. She was great at meeting us at our points of need. She knew who were the stronger and the weaker ones. I resented her telling me that but I loved her for knowing and catering to those individual needs. I cried over the days she didn't visit me on her journey North...because according to her I didn’t need it. She gave us what we needed...even if we didn't like it. She made all of us feel special. Her way of making me feel special was sharing with her friends that I was going to become a Doctor. She created harmony among us. Her sons respected her BUT not all of them honored her in the sense of creating a lifestyle that was befitting of mother queen who had raised 6 boys on her own.  She was OK with that because she still loved them like Christ love the church.