Life
sometimes
needs to change
very quickly.
A needed renovation for the soul.
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Tag: truth
Progress – Change Columbus Day To National Indigenous Day
We currently celebrate Columbus Day as a Federal Holiday. We’ve known for a while Christopher Columbus was not the one who discovered America AND he was not a very good person. Columbus participated in the slave trade, brought disease to North America and helped to eradicate a large population where he landed.
Why would we still honor this type of person or celebrate him? Let’s honor the true people who should be celebrated, the Native Americans. They sacrificed so much of their culture and people to become what the USA is today. THAT is the truth and supporting this petition would go a long way to eradicate the white-washing we see all too often about our American history.
Please support this so we can present it to those who could change this current holiday.
Sign here to support the petition.
Thank you!
Soar
rise above struggles
spread your wings and fly higher
don’t look down or back
Loud
kept down
held back
filled with fear
and rage
despair at every turn
me, an unwilling victim
blockades to stop me
turbulence swirling me about
My history embedded a lack of power in me.
Years of criticism, critique, and disgust took its toll.
Thick layers of neglect crusted over on this shell of me.
Defeated, ignored, and scared.
But I dared to feel more important than what the day rolled out.
I fought to experience life exquisitely, with the volume on high.
Determined to engage with this existence full of substance and force.
I clutched myself hard and pushed forward to lean loudly into my future.
Not gonna hide from it anymore.
Admit
concede when you’re wrong
face the truth, it’s before you
live reality
Perfect
All
humans
fail to reach
perfection in
life. They epitomize the opposite.
Not in a “we’re all sinners” kind of way.
It’s more like we’re
flawed because
we are
dumb.
We’re
stupid
because we
don’t care or don’t
want to understand the frailty of life.
Perfection comes from lifting up all that
which is broken,
providing
help and
love.
Determined
It’s healing to love myself more.
On Letting Go
To let go doesn’t mean to stop caring;
It means I can’t do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off;
It’s the realization that I can’t control another.
To let go is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try and change or blame another,
I can only change myself.
To let go is not to care for,
but to care about.
To let go is not to fix,
but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their own outcomes.
To let go is not to be protective,
It is to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny,
but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish the moment.
To let go is not to criticize and regulate anyone,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less
and love more.
Author Unknown
Think
Man should think; he should use all his senses; he should examine; he should reason. The man who cannot think is less than man; the man who will not think is traitor to himself; the man who fears to think is superstition’s slave.
Robert G. Ingersoll
Read, learn, listen… take every opportunity to educate yourself about this world. You are a human being who lives on this planet and in this society. Your understanding of how it works and runs contributes to it running better, for all of us.
Susi Bocks
Possible severe consequences from not thinking.
Intent
“Why do you write?”
I know I’ve asked this question of myself and others often. My guess is you have as well.
Each person is by definition a writer, whether they are paid to or not. Putting thoughts on paper or the computer via a typewriter, keyboard or in a notebook says you are. But are you a writer?
There are so many different ways and styles of writing, and so are the reasons that set writers down that path of producing their work. It can speak to millions or just a handful. The intention is always to convey information and thoughts but what that can actually represent is varied. Every year, writers produce a gazillion letters of the alphabet. No lie! And they use the appropriate grammar and punctuation to highlight facts, fiction, statistics, imagery, instructions, emotions, stories, poems, education, research and so much more…
But are you a writer?
It took me years to begin dedicating the majority of my time to it. The activities of daily life – family, home, friends, and job – were my priorities before I fully embraced the notion of becoming a writer for pleasure, and ultimately, for a living. Now it’s just a part of my identity.
And it refuses to let go.
Publishing a book last year, and actually selling books suggests I’m a writer too. So yeah, I’ll call myself a writer now.
I do it because I like everything about it. From beginning to end. Anticipating thoughts, letting them swirl around my head, the sound of my fingers hitting the keys rhythmically, constructing the right lines, and pristinely defining the feelings which bubble up. It’s all so rich and satisfying. And when you feel like it’s some of your best-written work, just wow.
In those still moments, I also want to understand more about myself. Even in times when the climate consists of disturbances around me, I tune them out and tune in to the place in my head where liquid thoughts move freely. Pulling one out after the other, I create a string of coherency and then pound them out on the keyboard. It’s about grasping the feelings and defining the deeper meanings. Writing helps me capture the essence of who I am.
This is why I do it. For myself, for me alone.
But it’s not what motivates me to make it public.
I knew I could pull a sentence together and usually had something good to say. But that never felt creative, just that I knew words. Writing on my blogs as well as others and getting the book to market have been the best ways for me to showcase my creativity. Who knew I had imagination too?!? I certainly didn’t for the longest time. It’s work, effort, emotionally-charged but oh so very fulfilling!
Getting it all out in public translates to being understandable and relatable. The bonus is achieving a palpable peace. Every bit of myself and the writing is intended to come with clarity and honesty. The goal is to put a spotlight on my humanity in whatever way my brain dictates it. Then voila’, each piece of writing becomes a short burst about who I am. I let the tale sell the author.
Making connections with individuals in the writing community is another wonderful perk and motivation to give more. I’ve been thrilled to rub elbows with some fellow writers that have the same intentions. They feel like my people. Their drive to write seems to mirror my journey. I run to them. Especially the ones with their elegant and brilliant style. They just pick up a pen and out comes the magic. It’s as if they easily command the dictionary to do their bidding in an incredibly harmonic way. Being open with my writing, I hope they glance my way. They help guide me to even better expression. And they enrich my life with their skills.
So why do you write?
We Don’t Know
The future is a time which hasn’t presented itself yet.
Always mysteriously just out of eyesight.
Every minute we take the next steps into an unknown.
The unexpected without a to-do list.
Our present excitedly seeking resolution on past laid
plans in the tomorrows still to come.
Endless possibilities layering into eternity.
The eternal question of what’s next?
