Finding Home

To find what is lost To rekindle embers dying To remind oneself of one's calling To seek one's purpose To know where to go when the tides come and wash away your house of sand To look to the heavens the stars, the moon even the blinding sun just to find answers to satisfy the inquiries of your spirit To tirelessly ask Why? and How? as in How to make amends? How to begin again? To break the shell that encloses your understanding To allow yourself to feel the pain of that shell breaking To deny, to give in to anger To bargain with God with whoever To allow yourself the brief comfort of weeping Then to finally accept,  let things be How it was and is now To remember what was forgotten To regain strength from the worst of infirmities To realize there is no other way to relieve oneself of burden but to simply lay down the cross fall on your knees and return ho

We all carry emotional baggage--past mistakes, regrets unending, unwise choices, decisions that carry us to the easier or more difficult road to recovery. And the only way to untangle ourselves from this is to forgive. Forgive ourselves, forgive people, forgive the situation, forgive time, forgive the Universe. Pamela Spiro-Wagner has so strongly and beautifully expressed the true meaning of what it is to forgive... To Forgive by Pamela Spiro-Wagner To Forgive Is... To begin and there is so much to forgive: for one, your parents, one and two, out of whose dim haphazard coupling you sprang forth roaring, indignantly alive. For this, whatever else followed, innocent and guilty, forgive them. If it is day, forgive the sun its white radiance blinding the eye; forgive also the moon for dragging the tides, for her secrets, her half heart of darkness; whatever the season, forgive it its various assaults-- floods, gales, storms of ice-- and forgive its changing; f

"Your pain is the breaking of your shell that encloses your understanding." -Khalil Gibran-  It is altogether painful and awakening. The truth does come out sooner or later. And when it does it does two things-- pierce you like a sword that has no ending and sets you free. You then realize how your gut instinct is your best friend. And as best friends go, won't always say what you want to hear but will tell you the hard truth. But what is left to be done when the script has been written and the parts have been played? For you know in your heart at that particular time in your life, you were merely hanging on to survive. You were fighting for what's yours. You were fighting for what you believed to be true. And in this instinct for survival, you chose to be blind to the clouds of doubt that hovered ahead. When regrets come, it goes both ways. What if I did this? What if I didn't do this? Fear envelopes you. Fear of the unknown. And the need to control what ha

Thank you Bruno Mars for this music. I've been working hard so long Seems like pain has been my only friend My fragile heart's been done so wrong I wondered if I'd ever heal again Ohh just like all the seasons never stay the same All around me I can feel a change (ohh) I will break these chains that bind me, happiness will find me Leave the past behind me, today my life begins A whole new world is waiting it's mine for the takin' I know I can make it, today my life begins Yesterday has come and gone And I've learnt how to leave it where it is And I see that I was wrong For ever doubting I could win Ohh just like all the seasons never stay the same All around me I can feel a change (ohh) I will break these chains that bind me, happiness will find me Leave the past behind me, today my life begins A whole new world is waiting it's mine for the takin I know I can make it, today my life begins Life's too short to have regrets S

What you sow you reap What you give you get Everything you do has a consequence In this life or the next All is fair in love and war You lose some You gain some A tugging tension on both sides You give your all And it still isn't enough You don't expect And things suddenly Work out You hope for the best Expect the worst This is what they all say No demands Just what it is You take things in stride Stay calm and take your time And still the storms come This is life It's neither fair or unfair It just is Perspectives Frame of minds Ideologies Individual Differences What holds these together? What breaks it apart? What makes things beautiful? What tears its beauty apart? What makes all things possible? What conquers the unconquerable? Am I wrong to answer the inevitable, undeniable, immeasurable one? Love conquers all Cliche it may be but what else is there that lasts beyond eter