There are times…

There are times when I want to give my heart permission to open the door, instead of throwing paper airplanes that contain Love over the fortress wall. There are times when Romeo should have a plan and passion and peek over the wall in pursuit of what’s behind it, even if it takes earning aContinue reading “There are times…”

Measured Movements

There are times when you have to see things and people for what and who they are and Be Still. No excuses. No pushing. No pressure. Only stillness with the intention and faith that your next step will bring you closer to exactly where you’re supposed to be.

Choices

Observing and willing and wanting, yet sporadically invited. Choices. No regrets nor shame. I’m watching you drown. Strangled by childhood absences and fatherly goals, Thirsting for healing to your soul. Optimism once lived where you now house brothel focused goals in the shadows of unasked questions. Truth is better unrevealed Because accountability has no roomContinue reading “Choices”

Battles of the Heart and Mind

Needing a quick moment to express and vent… I Battle with… People. People that want my time but don’t truly value or appreciate the time. People. People that don’t understand the value of what a second, a minute, a memory, or a moment holds. None of us can get time back, so I’m very particularContinue reading “Battles of the Heart and Mind”

These Morning Pages

  These morning pages…. Allowing my mental to release before the sun has come up. It’s a refreshing way to start today. Beside me sits a hot cup of French Vanilla coffee. The flow of morning pages have no boundaries. Expressing what comes to mind and allowing it to flow. It doesn’t have to rhyme.Continue reading “These Morning Pages”