Digging into the dusty depths of my memory To unearth some detail of sudden recall… Remembering where I put a thing I had years ago, and wondering if I should still have it after all this time. I think that If we kept things as long as we keep memories, Maybe we’d all have more …
I beast.
Because, running a blog while working, parenting, and wifing full-time, while holding it all together?! Hello. It me. 👋🏾
Not bragging, just proud of myself and how far I’ve come, compared to who I once was.
I decided not to meditate this morning. Instead, I sat outside breathing the crisp, cool, autumn air and watched the dawn paint the sky with its cotton candy colors while the leftover silvery beams of the moon’s light began to dampen and fade to wisps becoming the shimmering dew on the grass, the sparkling diamond …
All our perception of Bad really is is just Good, misunderstood.
My heart writes in invisible ink; You can’t see its lingo with simply a naked eye, but you can feel its songs if you get close enough… If you only touch, you’ll find the drumbeats your fingertips are always playing and the rhythms our souls dance to.
How can the sky be the limit When the galaxy is limitless And the universe infinite?
Sparkly nails and coffee cups, a rumpled comforter, sunlight on my bare skin… Today feels like fuzzy socks and comfort food and not leaving my bed. I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’ll make it in today…
What I do for a living is breathe.
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
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