My thoughts

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Haiku by Brian "Trust"

Trust

My heart in your hand.

Beats in anticipation.

Hold it gently please…

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Learning to Love Yourself

Last year my parental unit called & said some very hurtful & painful things to me. I was raised that a parent’s love for their children is unconditional. Not so...

It is never good when a parent tears down & rips to shreds their child’s sense of self esteem, self worth & the sense of family security.

My parental unit will never change, but I have! I can now believe AND accept that I am a good person; kind & strong in character, filled with love & compassion for others, finally filled with a passion for life.

I now realize that some of my past relationships failed because I was unable to believe I deserved anything then what I had settled for... Because I didn't feel I deserved anyone better. I settled for less then. I'm not trashing those people in my past, merely stating we were not a good match for each other.

If I am fortunate to find love in the future, it will be with someone who not only I deserve, but that they will deserve me as well, someone who together we can build each other up. To cherish & nurture.

And in the process, if I have to distance myself from those that desire to hurt me, who can't love, respect, and accept me then so be it... I know I deserve better.

We all deserve to be loved... We deserve to be loved & accepted, but mostly we deserve to love ourselves.

My Life, My Song

Music to me is as the air to my lungs,

The blood surging through my veins.

As the play of the setting sun upon a body of water.

As the full moon bright descending,

Behind a mountain peak in the early dawn.

My body responds to music with vibrations shaped

By sound, light and movement.

By the flowing and ebbing of lives around me.

My body creates its own music,

And aspires to blend with yours.

And when my song meets yours,

A new and endless harmony will be born.

Delighting with, and within each other.

I was born into this world in the breath of a melody,

I will live in the echoes of a symphony,

And when I die, it will be as a sweet and tender as a lullaby.

One day to be reborn across the light years of space and time,

To be played, thrummed, and struck again,

A living conscious epithet of sound and light, of soul and spirit.

Reading What I want

People may find my choice in reading material of little “different,” but I don’t care. The stories and characters are fiction, but the themes are universal. They make me think and reflect on my life. Not to the point of feeling regret or disappointment about the past, but looking ahead, how I can handle situations and make the best choices…. In my opinion, if a story can do that, it is worth its weight in gold. J

Get Older Positively

Not to generalize too much…. I think most people in their 20’s believe they are invincible and immortal. In our 30’s we begin to realize the importance of career and planning, setting down roots. In our 40’s we begin to see the fruits of our labors and maybe agonize at the beginnings of the later part of our lives. In some cases people may even act out their mid-life crises and try to be invincible again. But our 50’s… damn the 50’s are glorious. For me it is the BEST time of my life. I can only hope and pray that the next few decades promise this and so much more…..

Authors

Everyone can be an author. It takes the spirit to write your story and the courage to submit it, May everyone that dreams of writing that perfect book find that spirit and courage to realize their dream. ~ B Lund (c) 2014