Month: May 2024

The Epiphany; We’re Not Together!

I’m the kind of person, that doesn’t like being late, going anywhere. Even to this day, you can set your watch, to my internal clock. I could give the time of my arrival to the minute, even hours in advance. If, I said I would be arriving at 4:23 pm, and someone said, see you by 4:30. I said no, see at 4:23pm. My daughter and friends, even made a game of it, and laughed every time I showed up, at the exact time I said. Yeah, punctuality and I, were best of friends, not noting the message it sent. How it left another’s heart, wondering where do I stand, if not hand in hand? The Epiphany, not yet revealed to my heart. You see, my wife was time conscious, but did not hold it in high esteem, like I did. Whenever, my wife and I had somewhere to be Together. Time would whisper in my ear, let’s go. My words conveying it to her, she saying out loud, don’t rush my heart. So, my heart paced, time cased my mind. The Epiphany, what a moment in the future, would enlighten!

So, time sent us on our way, the mood still, time whispering, cutting it close. We get to the parking, but all the close spots taken. Knowing, we can still be on time, maybe even get a good seat, if we walked fast. So, I walk faster, hoping she will keep up? Only to hear, wait; “We’re Not Together.” And even though, I heard it time and time again, the Epiphany, eluded the years, outpaced my heart. Leaving love wondering, how could it ever be incidental, if the breadth reveals its totality? You see, synchronization of hearts occurs, when togetherness takes hold, of time and space. Said that, to say this. Years later, the Epiphany, was made clear, you’re leaving me; “We’re Not Together,” When, time knows its place, love therefore in its totality, never becomes; Counterintuitive!

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We Are!

Stronger, we are, stronger than we truly know. Fearless, we are, braver than we believe we can be. Powerful, we are, powerful when we don’t let fear steal our destiny. Overcomer, we are, fearless when we resist the urge to surrender our power. Fierce, we are, to let our heart roar like a lion, our passion rise from the ashes like an eagle. Mightier, we are, mightier than what tries to conquer our resolve. Resilient, we are, one’s resilience is not measurable, only measured by the determination in one’s heart. Vulnerable, we are, vulnerable when we allow negativity to stifle growth. We are, what we allow to shape our heart, its created purpose!

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Forever Will Be!

Like a beautiful flower, blossoming so tenderly. Love’s sweet fragrance, an incense with a distinct aroma. True love, has that thing, that deepens with time. Falling in love, not knowing why, becomes just a feeling, that; “Je Ne Sais Quoi.” But, when you know, that it was destined, it becomes deeper than just a feeling; but love’s profound destiny. Real love, will never make your heart and soul question why; do I, can I, should I, love you always? If the reason is pondered, how then, can a heart ever embrace its wonder, love’s forevermore? Its gentle presence, sways your soul, moves within every beat of your heart. Its rhythm, more than the mind could fathom, words could ever articulate. Love is, not just a head laid on your shoulder, but the heart of love, resting gently on your soul… forever!

I’ve been asked many times; “what’s my secret, to a lasting marriage” The answer’s always the same, “LOVE THE ONE YOU’RE WITH!” Within the lens of a flawed perspective, love will never be perfect. It’s not about finding the right person, “but YOU becoming, what love needs you to be. The moral to love’s forever, never question its validity. Instead, let your heart and soul seek to know, the breadth of its everlasting truth, found within the strength of love’s existence!

May 28th, my wife and I, will celebrate our thirty sixth year anniversary. Last May, my wife spent eight weeks in the hospital, after suffering a stroke, which she’s still recovering from. Not wanting to let the moment pass, I brought some flowers, dinner, and we watched a movie on my tablet. You can’t always control, the circumstances life brings, but the secret lies in, making the best of the moments you have!

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By Design; Love’s Embrace!

Now and Forever!

In this moment, now and forever. To have, to hold, your love within my heart. For better, even in the worst of times, give of my soul. In sickness, the health of this love, cherished always. With undying breath, my love’s embrace!

Fertilized Love!

May the fertilization of hearts, bring forth the conception of its totality. The fruits of love’s labor, birthed in its holistic embrace!

Heart to Heart!

Hand in hand, the journey to love’s forevermore. Step by step, overcoming unforeseen obstacles. Heart to heart, baring your soul, strains of love’s existence, entwined within the facets of its endless embrace!

Splashes of Hue!

The color of love, warm and tender, within love’s embrace, beautiful and endearing. Splashes of hue, textures of its mosaic tapestry!

*Another set of designs I’ve created, inspired and posted in memory of my daughter’s heart! Hope they are a blessing!

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Portrait of Love!

Portrait of Love

Love, paints a realistic portrait, its imagery, portrayed a thousand different ways. Its vibrancy, vivid in its natural state, transparent. Its crimson hue, deepens its allure, pure. Its enlightened portrayal, its lighthearted nature, warmth. Its artistry, its simplistic expression, genuine. Its beauty, its breathless silhouette, love. Its most enduring quality, the texture of its endearing fabric. Whispers of its presence, echoing around the world, escaping through the pores of the heart. The most beautiful love, a portrait and its portrayal, love’s true essence!

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Fun Friday; Enthusiastic Support!

E.T. (Enthusiastic Telemarketer), in what may seem, an extraterrestrial environment, where few hearts boldly go. Not to become alienated, by the close encounters. The cold shoulder, the static, the panic. The tendency, phone home, to someone who cares. Only to find out, there’s a bad connection, the disconnect. Your heart starts racing, your mind pacing, you’re facing the reality. The Smooth Operator, the same dialect, “the number you called, is no longer in service,” making you nervous. Mr. Telephone man, there’s something wrong with my line. When I dial my baby’s number, I get a click every time. E.T, someone, will acknowledge you; “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?” E.T, in the meanwhile, become the first; “Information Technology support enthusiast, with your very own geek squad. Elliot, can offer some tech support, until the issue becomes resolved. E.T, when all else fails, reboot… your heart with love, it empowers confidence. Negative energy, a corruptible virus, making the heart of the matter untenable. Even, hard driven, but overtaxed internal organisms, pushed beyond its limits, are weakened. Information technology, from head to heart, the download, in encrypted messaging. When all hope is gone, Alt, Escape Delete; the negativity, and replace it with positive assurance. E.T, hopes and cheers, keep the heart fixed on home. Where, everybody knows your name. An Enthusiastic Telemarketer, endeavoring to be in contact with someone, supportive of their needs!

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The Space Between!

Every day, the wading between, life and Death. A heart, trying to breathe in drowning waters, a soul struggling to avoid life’s quicksands. Live, Love, Laugh, within the space between, and all it’s meant to be. Striving and Thriving, the pursuit to be, indeed, be the reality. Passion, never counts the cost. Some days, our heart goes through the fire, to not be consumed. A heart under fire, battling the heat of the moment, trying to keep its composure. One day at a time, chasing Hopes and Dreams, Valleys and Mountains, Lost but Found. Heart and Soul, truth be told, in the space between. Here and Now, the nexus, Time and Space. The heart willing, but oh, the flesh, yes, all the feelings, and all of its healing. The strength to be, the power setting you free, empowering the breadth inside, what resilience can’t hide. The pursuing, and the reckoning, the reconciling, and the navigating; Doubts and Beliefs. Mind, body, soul and, all in the space between!

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Within Love’s Hush!

Within love’s hush, chaos loses its voice, the world’s madness quieted. In love’s hush, whenever tears fall, it never impacted a heart’s resolve. To never let its imprint, rewrite a soul’s destiny. In love’s reign, fears wash away, cascade like a breathtaking water fall, never touching the depth of my soul. In love’s shush, erratic heartbeats are stilled, a heart held gently, hushed tenderly, loved so completely. A soul laid bare, knows its heart could never dare, find a hush so fare, leaving you breathless in its loving care. Fed profoundly, filled deeply, moved so sincerely. In love’s divine hush, birds have nest, foxes its dens, flowers its garden bed. Peace and contentment are emboldened, enlightened by love’s quiet contemplation. Whenever, anger lurks intent to overwhelm my heart’s serenity, my soul hides within love’s calming embrace. Where, words are never needed, my heart and soul left speechless. Knowing, silence could never be deafening, when your breath lies deep, within love’s endearing hush!

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Wednesday Proverb; Finding Balance!

Everyone, at some point searches, to find that proverbial balance. Some search in quiet spaces, time releasing its gravitational tug, on heartstrings, and mind filled things. Some search high, others search low, but even if heights encounter woes, keep the faith, hope is never lost. A cup is never empty, half full becoming the balanced perception. Balance taught, begets balanced thought. Heart training the mind, to not just be aligned, but fall in line. So many search, willing balance to be, but failing to see. Finding balance, not in the recovery, but knowing the trajectory. And though, life lurks to upend, don’t let ego offend, your confidence pretend. Enlightened serenity, deepened tranquility; emboldened harmony. Quality of movement, breadths between every heartbeat. Supply and demand, lifestyle, and a realistic plan. Mind, body, soul, working hand in hand, within the master plan. Strength gained, composure attained, balance retained. Some, search to find it in you, but tell me who, can find it for you? Some search for it, between the sheets of a good night’s sleep, but riddle me this peeps. “If love seeps, and darkness creeps, can finding balance keep, if with getting we haven’t learned, how to search deep?” Those, who look inside the heart, find out balance is never lost, sometimes misplaced!

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