Let it Flow

Sometimes the desire to create is strong….and sometimes it’s not. I have learned through the years that you can push yourself only so hard. Writing, or any other creative outlet, needs inspiration and time. We have to recharge and re-energize, fueling our imaginations with much-needed rest and reprieve. A break is called for in all modes of life. We all have to remember that.

It is hard to give yourself time and space. We are taught as a society to burn the candle at both ends and go, go, go. But we are not made for a rushed existence. Caring for ourselves is an important part of the process.

We have ebbs and flows, like all elements of the planet. For instance, the ocean has times of peace and others of tumult. The waves have less power some days, but tremendous force other days. We observe, but rarely do we ask why the ocean can’t churn out perfectly powerful waves every day of the year. We should give ourselves and others that gift of being who we are each day instead of constantly expecting more and more.

Decide to let yourself give what you have to offer today, but don’t give too much of yourself. If you ride the wave instead of fighting it, the flow will be natural and it will feel right. Slow down and give your mind time to recharge. More inspiration and creativity come from meditation and achieving a natural rhythm than from forcing yourself to complete task after tedious task.

When you achieve your own balance, you will be your best at all things. You will tap into the power inside and will have quality to give. The natural order of your life will unfold and you will achieve peace of mind and a true sense of self.

So, when you are able, give yourself the space and time to relax. Life occurs one day at a time; don’t rush on through, just let the flow carry you along. And see how, naturally, you have much more to give.

Equality For All

We are missing the big picture, my lovely humans. We are all equal and should be entitled to equal rights. If we feel wronged, the way to win others over is not through violence or hate, it’s through togetherness and collective strength. If we open our minds and hearts to each other, we can begin to understand different views.This would enable us to fight for all human rights, not just for one group at the expense of others.

Issues of gender and race are worth thought and are due equal energy, but the larger issue is equality for ALL PEOPLE, not just some. Every group, race, religion, and person deserves respect and equal rights. We should be practicing each day to be fair and unprejudiced. We should open our minds on a consistent basis to others’ points of view. Close-mindedness and a false sense that some are better than others has gotten us to this point.

By leaving ourselves open to the topic of discrimination and tolerance of it, we are constantly thinking about it, creating a trigger response to it. No one is safe to say anything anymore for fear of being taken the wrong way or of hurting someone’s feelings. Diversity comes with challenges, but it doesn’t have to create a state of dissidence.

We should be fighting for the rights of all people, but somehow we have misplaced the energy, creating more segregation by fighting for groups’ rights, not just human rights. We are all in this together, my friends. Whatever organization you belong to, it is secondary to the larger group of humanity. It’s time to become passionate about getting along and to start focusing positive energy on solving collective problems. It is up to all of us to progress forward together with respect for our sameness, as well as our differences.

From the Heart

When I was young, I endured a lot of trauma. I picked myself up time and again, knowing that I couldn’t let life get me down. I had many worries about life, but I had a positive soul and chose to let it shine through.

I got knocked around, literally and figuratively, until eventually I realized that I was too sensitive and felt too deeply for some people to handle me. I was accepting of all people and just wanted to be loved for who I was. Little did I know that the world had other plans for me.

After a troubled young-adult life, I realized that I had started to hide my true self. I was afraid because I was always being bullied, so I had created armor to protect myself. I didn’t wish ill on anyone and I couldn’t understand how people could torture someone who wished them nothing but love, and just wanted to be accepted. I turned a page and started to slowly come out of my shell again, shedding the armor piece by piece .

To this day, I struggle with letting people see the real me. I am a soft-hearted soul who only sees the best in people. In a world full of manipulators and connivers, I don’t really fit in. I’m missing those hard edges, but I became a great actress long ago and can show a hard side if put to the test.

Why am I telling you this? Because I know you tender-hearted beings are out there and I feel that here, in this blogosphere, I can let my guard down and truly admit that I am a flawed being who’s had a hard life. I want to share my experiences with those who care and can relate. This is a place where I don’t have to pretend and I’m glad that I can let the real me shine through.

Please reach out and share what experiences have shaped you. I’d love to hear from you.

Just Another Bad Day

Some days I’m not up to the task. It’s just too hard and life is too unkind. Should I continue to feel for my fellow human or realize that large numbers have turned against even themselves? Ultimately, I have to live my life the way I know how, with compassion, for myself and others. I have to look myself in the mirror and be my own best friend. But we all know our best friend is flawed, just like everyone else. So we do the best we can.

I try to maintain a positive attitude, but looking at the state of the world makes me miserable. Where will we be in ten years? Will our earth be salvageable, or will we have poisoned it through and through?

Growing up is inevitable, but life makes it hard to keep dreams alive. I don’t have the stomach to compete by survival alone. I don’t want to look at our politicians and our society and realize that many people are about furthering themselves in life and making more money. Why are most inclined to step on the backs of others to make it to the top?

I am depleted, but it’s not easy to feel otherwise. I don’t know how to fix an age-old problem that seems to get worse with time. Many people love, but a lot more people seem to be interested in self-gain above all else. Can’t they see that those aspirations will only lead to destruction of all we know?

Change needs to come. When I was young and full of hope I wanted to change the world, but I’m tired. Fighting to become my own person was hard enough, but to try to change the world requires far greater stamina than I have at this point. I am far from old, but after my lifetime of seeing destruction and experiencing pain, I feel that I have lived more than my share of years. Because there is strength in numbers and I know you care, I need your help.

I know this is just another bad day, but is it? My hope is that most people will continue to understand the pain that has been caused up until now and that the only way to right the wrongs already done is to band together and help each other solve the problems one by one. With over 7 billion people on the planet, togetherness is the best chance we’ve got. So, please, consider reaching out and lifting each other up instead of knocking down and rushing for the finish line…alone. We just can’t continue this way.

Art of the Craft

IMG_20120528_162334I love to write. In a world of faulty perceptions, words can be chosen and expressed in a way that we cannot convey ourselves with looks alone. Ever since I was a kid, I realized that I had a different way of seeing the world. I was made fun of, pushed around, and labeled. I didn’t fit in. But when I picked up a pencil and put my thoughts to the page, I found a freedom that didn’t exist in the real world for me. When I wrote my stories down, they achieved new life and so did I.

Eventually, I learned to assimilate to a great degree in order to get along and be successful. But I never lost my love of writing. I don’t record my thoughts as often as I’d like, but hopefully this blog will change some of that. I truly enjoy reading the works of others, too, so being part of a blogging community seems to be a great way to achieve both sides of the writing coin. I hope that you enjoy reading my musings as much as I enjoy absorbing a bit of your expression. It truly is an art community, with words as our medium. Thank you for joining me on our soulful journey.