Category: Life

Fun Friday; The Lazy Boy!

A shifting, into a lower position. The gear down, the unwind; the recline, into a restful state… of mind. I’m not talking about the psychological, but there’s an element of the cognitive. The thought process, the decision making; the accessing of the frontal lobe. In everything, there has to be a balanced approach. Recline, but don’t let that define… the moment. A full tilt, should never be a slanted perspective. Sometimes you’re up, some days you’re down. In the words of a poetic British terminology; the day is afoot… a hand, a head, the heart and soul. Zero to sixty, the down shift; sixty to Zero. The lay… all the way back, to get some Z’s.

But that was then, there was a move… to our new home. The lazy boy, passed on…  to our son. It wasn’t an inheritance, a relocation… to his man cave. Free of charge, it must be love… for the boy. Yes, it was a listen; to the woman… of the house. My wife, my candy girl, milady; his mother. The lazy boy, wasn’t part of the new living room decor. Instead, we… decided to purchase new seating apparatuses; some people call it… a sofa. I wouldn’t describe it, as the Love… for it Seat. Just something likened to, the lazier part of the spectrum. I don’t mind a change… of position, just the comfortability factor. The new resting device, being the bit overpriced scenario. But let’s table that, this is about chairing… the discussion. The repositioning, a love for. The readjusting, where I believe… the pillow should go. Behind neck, back? Under the boardwalk, down by the sea; on a blanket with my baby…

This is not a knock, on the would… I hesitate; to do what best for my family. It’s about what’s the frame, what’s the reference; the picture you choose to see. The emptiness in a glass, or the fullness… through a different lens? What should be, at the forefront of the heart; “a soul in right standing?” So many believe, it’s about relaxing; but it’s about being content, in whatever place you find your heart. Somethings, you’re bound to outgrow. Recline, but don’t decline; being forever at rest. Love, meant to be a forever experience. Not a version, that needs endless adjustments. Trying to make only one side, feel a little more comfortable. If the love is on the decline, take a moment… to redefine, and readjust. Someday, it’s the Lazy boy; but every day, should never be… a Lazy Love!

WCR

Black History; Jamdown Style!

Yah, yah; Wah gwaan? Big up (respect), to all of the massive. All the black people, spread out… all over the world. The African people, all fi mi (my) Caribbean bredren, and sistren (brother and sister). Straight from the heart, much love, much respect. Jump up and wave… yuh (your) hand. Bless the One, from whom all blessings flow. Be proud of yuh (your) culture, be proud of yuh (your) heritage. Make fi yuh (your) love sweet, love sweet like sugga. Let love tek ova (take over), move eena yuh (in your) heart. Don’t worry with the fussing, and the fighting. Don’t get involved with the mix up, mix up (other people’s business). Yah mon, yuh (you) done know. One Love, One heart. Let fi yuh (your) light shine, let yuh (your) heart lose interest; for everything fleshly. All of my black bredrens, love and kiss up, pan fi yuh (on your) little island girl. Love her, with all of fi yuh (your) heart! Zeen, bless up!

Black History month, was first a American tradition; started in 1926. Now it’s recognized, by a number of countries. It’s also a part of my heritage, being originally from the Caribbean. I wanted to give tribute, to all the people. Who have made a contribution, to black history. Even though I speak with the English tongue. I do know, and understand the Jamaican patwa (dialect). I thought I would introduce it into the post, as a tribute to the culture. I hope you enjoyed it, and maybe learned something for your repertoire!

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Training Day!

Training day, to equip your heart; to build your faith. First, crawl; to know how to stand… with new strength. Train the soul, teach the mind; how to not get ahead… of the heart. Utilize mental toughness, but still demonstrate courage. To battle the doubts within, to become forever victorious; through an even bigger faith. The battlefield is in the mind, but the battles won; when every heart beat, resounds a stronger faith. A mind undecided, is a heart double minded. A heart can know fierce, but don’t neglect to train the soul; the art of vigilant. It’s not about being confident, but in whom you put the confidence? Train the soul up in confidence, to go forth confident; your faith will overcome. Faith is the substance that lifts up, hope the evidence to what’s seen; faith protruding… from within!

Life is not a sprint, but a journey that requires a faithful walk; we ALL have to take. We can deny it, but day after day; a heart has to learn, how to overcome. Every day, at the light that dawns; the war rages, another battle… fought within. A changing mood, a whim that looms. Could be a mind blown, or just… another Training Day. To know when not to fight, but be still… and know; your heart is going to be okay. A press through, to rise up… stronger than the day before. Running the race with vigor, endure to the end. Train for the fight nights, when darkness comes to rumble; test your resolve. First day, second day; forty years running… from lack. It truly doesn’t matter, what you have to overcome. The heavier the weight, stronger becoming… the faith you exercise!

So, don’t curl… up in a corner; thinking your faith is too weak. Put what little you have at the moment, on display. Show someone else, how your faith is being built… up. Not from just reading the manual, but having faith in the words. Letting it resonate, do a work within; to be forever changed. The power to fight the good fight, to conquer fear… of the unknown. In the middle of a storm, faith is what rises up… from the ashes. You don’t have to go to boot camp, to know how to build true faith. The testing, the tested; each test. To see a fire burning within, a love encamped; around your faith. Training is not about technique, or how much you undertake. Overcoming faith, is the preparation, the process, the foundation. Faith building, the spirit, and a physical collaboration. Why everyday, you work out… your own salvation!

Train up the heart, to not depart from the truth. Resist the temptation, to believe it’s about works. It’s not practice makes perfect, but the already perfected work. A heart in training, a soul undergoing… a transformation; faith becoming… stronger. It’s not about mental fitness, or mind over matter. Strong faith, is a heart condition… ing. Faith is not found, it’s acquired. A soul conditioned to receive, a heart made ready to step out… Faith gives the power, the strength to break a stronghold. This I know, King Kong, has nothing on me. Strong faith exercised, can not just break chains; but move mountains. It’s not about Evolution, but what is Created. A Genissis, that becomes a Revelation… in heart and soul. Faith, is not a role played; but a role I take seriously. Training Day; every day… I rise!

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The Dance, Around the Question!

So many fail to ponder the simple question, where will each step in life… take your heart. Life is a journey, but each step shouldn’t be taken lightly. So many are content, to just waltz into it. Hoping you will some day, find your place, your true calling. Some thinking they have a lifetime, to figure it all out. Seize today, why lose tomorrow; trying to get back yesterday? Make today, the moment worth living. Why we should always start, with the end in mind. How a heart knows, it’s the dance of a lifetime. Life, is not about how you start; but in what place you will finish? Not about if you danced the dance, but in whom you chose to partner? Don’t dance around the question. Do you truly want power that overcomes, or be overcome… trying to figure out the next steps?

Heel, toe; heel, toe. How can a heart expect to finish strong, when you haven’t truly decided. Dig in your heels, or just toe the line? For some, it’s one foot in, one foot out. Left foot in, left foot out. Right foot in, right foot out. You do the hokey pokey, turn yourself around; but, that’s not what it’s all about. That just gets the head spinning, leaving the heart in a daze. A soul unsettled, figuring out if you should hold your breath, or just let loose? Not sure, you slide to the left, then a slide to the right. A heart still undecided; the electric slide, or the backslide? That turns into a Tango, and before you know it. You throw your hand in the air, and say; Lets get ready to… Rumba. Fight night, this, for that; a side… walk away. An old fashion, take it to the streets dance off!

Forgetting, you’re not as young as you used to be. Forever twenty one, is the name of a stor… y once told. But you still try to bust a move, only to have your Hip… Hop, right out of place; Break Dancing. The classical twist, and shout; combined with a Lyrical flair. With a contemporary, Tap dance… out of commission. Mind, body, and soul; not in sync. The heart, trying to pick up the broken pieces. For stability, you put weight on the front… of the brain. While trying to find a little support, for what’s in the back… of your mind. Is the next life lesson, going to be a slow waltz, or a fast paced jive? Start to take life nice and easy, or just pretend; you’re not breaking a sweat? But then undone, the heart laced with some bitterness. The dance, turned into an old country song. Parts of your past, still tugging on your heart. The two steps, away from a heart break. You realize, the shoes is on the other foot. A line dance, that has your heart in knots. Do you a avoid stepping on the line drawn, or time for the Cross?

There’s lots of approaches to life, we all have our own personal style. But, you can never avoid this simple truth. Every day, should be a start; with the end in mind. Not just where the day will take you, but where your heart will lead you? At the end of your days, may the journey be a forever dance. One that leaves your heart, breathless!

WCR

A Friday Story; A New beginning!

You thought your soul was tied up tight, but the heart… came undone; tripped up, by the road called life. A soul entering a race, Humanity; in the beginning… life, seemed like every step would make your heart a winner. Even though the finish line, was still unclear. So many hearts are looking, trying to find purpose; but not always seeking… truth. Every day, a new beginning. The evening passes, the morning comes; another day… to let your heart shine. As we run this race, we tend to bump into obstacles. Sometimes a reflection, the light you hoped to be. Life now half-done, and the journey seems barely started. The feeling, is defeated. Too many wrong turns, dreams unfulfilled. You dig in, but fatigue starts to set in; frustration, the unforeseen potholes. Your beloved race, telling you to give up. Avoid the pending doom, join the unaccomplished. Your heart doesn’t belong, your worth is incomplete. That’s an absolute lie, coming from the pit… of a cold cold heart!

A heart coming completely undone, lashing out; to cover up brokenness. Finding strength in brokenness, might seem like just a broken record. Even a scratch-in… the surface, can produce a sound. The love for, that resonates within. We live in a broken world, but broken, does not mean hopeless. Brokenness can resonate beauty, when it becomes what gave you your strength. What’s revealed, unbelievable strength, through brokenness. When the human race, tries to tear you down; brokenness, what builds you up… even stronger. Broken, will never mean defeated; if you don’t let it. If you can’t run, then walk. If can’t walk, then just crawl. If you don’t want to crawl, then just rest. Until your heart finds new strength, your second wind; to rise again. Brokenness is not the end, hope found; a new beginning!

You don’t have to know, what you will choose tomorrow. Just the choice, your heart can live with… today; to secure your soul a future. A heart may believe, to know true beauty. But if the understanding doesn’t transform, how to see beyond sight. Brokenness, seen only in the now; never as beauty becoming. Believing begins within, a belief that; change is being made. How a heart finds strength, the soul knows beauty; even in a broken place. A soul at peace, a heart knowing Amazing; in gracefully broken. So many souls, are tripped up trying to become first… by their own heart. We all know how to run in the race, it’s the walk that’s the most challenging. Why, sometimes we just need; to start again… with a crawl. Brokenness finds, just don’t let it define. Finish the race strong, by choosing what steps; your heart needs to take. It’s about your own personal walk, and every day; A New Beginning!

WCR

Song Inspired; This Year!

This is the time, a time such as this. This is the day, the only day truly promised. A time for change, a day to see a change. To set aside some time, to forever see a change; in heart and soul. This is the moment, this is a moment. Your moment in time, to possess the land; see your Jericho fall. This year, doors will be opened. Chase lack out of your life, watch as the shadows of doubt; walk out the open doors. Then let a new perspective, be forever in your heart. Let the glory of the latter, be truly better… than the former. Expect a thousand fold increase, all you will ever need; faith, and believe. This is the season, the season to let your life shine; brighter than ever before. Spread your wings, soar even higher. Aim for the stars, let hope take hold of your heart; until you’ve seen the light of heaven. Then lavish your new found hope, on someone in need. A heart full, of true love and kindness!

A prophetic understanding is not needed, to know you can’t expect a Resolution to something. Without first getting a Revelation, to what your heart truly needs. We need to be thankful, for the little things. Be grateful, for everything we have… today. There will never truly be a change in mind, without first knowing a change has taken place… in the heart. What’s the expectation, for your heart? What are you expecting to see different, not just this year, but every day. Do you want a better vision… for your life? Just so you can say, you have sight? Do you want insight, to see life with true clarity? So many have the ability to see, but still lack the ability to perceive. This Year, your heart choose to chase after greater achievements. But forever let the true pursuit be, how to have Greater Victories, Today!

This Year, is a song released in 2016; by Israel Strong, a young rising African gospel artist.
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Let the Word Press!

I know a brother, from another mother. Hailed originally from India, but now resides in U.S of A. Frequent flying, is what he does; but the heart of a poet, what he is. We all want to buy a house, but it’s truly not a home. Until you can share it with someone you love, and that special someone loves you back. How you absolutely know, you’re RICHA than you truly know. There’s a Winner, from the moment she started MUSING; her heart has never lost… the flow. Let me give you something to STU over, a riddle to ponder. “How much wood could a Stu baby chuck, when the wood chucked. Comes back to bite you on the baby toe, but you’re still man enough; to chuckle over it, not just Stu over it?” We all know how to live, but living doesn’t always mean thriving. Sewing FRUGAL SEEDS, helps when it comes to “living our best life possible.” This shared from the heart, the “thoughts of someone who lives it.”

We all have smartphones, tablets, computers; but have you considered the significance, of a TYPEWRITER? Some might think it’s outdated, have seen a few too many years… gone by? But let me tell you, a typewriter is not just a typecast… of what was. When the ink comes alive, the creative juices start to flow. A poetic verse, gets etched upon the heart. Some people are, LIGHT SLEEPER, THE HEAVY DREAMER; may all your dreams come true. Every day, THE SUNSHINETH AGAIN. Why you should do your best, to think positive. To choose to make, HEALTHY CHOICES… EVERYDAY. To look at the, POSITIVE SIDE OF THE COIN. Use love, to cash in on some; HEART TOKENS. To let your soul be, IN HIS CARE. So, KEEP IT ALIVE; your faith, your hope, your dreams!

We all love Christmas, but always keep it in perspective. The true reason for the season, DRAWING CLOSER TO CHRIST. To celebrate His birth, His life, His love. Let His love be your daily, SOUL FOOD. A daily intake of love, from a Bible verse or two. Strive to, BECOMING THE OIL AND WINE; His love has called us to be. Some day, it may feel like you’re; CLIMBING OVER GRIT. My friends, that’s what it takes; faith, and perseverance. Come one, come all; even if it’s in a BIG BLUE TRUCK. Let your heart and soul, be captured by all the beauty; MY CREATORS CREATION. Every day take a moment to explore His heart, receive ANGELIC MESSAGES. As you take a daily walk, through His love and grace!

You might be on a journey; FINDING, and LOVING WHO YOU ARE. Even a, LA PETITE MUSE; can still show the love of a big heart. Miss Prince, your soul is Royalty. For in God we have, A NEW LIFE; even in a busy world. A POPSICLE SOCIETY, where some hearts are cold; but the true warmth of love, can melt even the coldest of hearts. Ya Mon, big up to the massive. Let the sun shine in, every day face life with a grin. Even if under, a BEE TREE GATHERING; to get a taste of the honeycomb. Life is not a popularity contest, we all have the same opportunity; to reject the status quo. Through the spoken word, or your stance as THE ELECTRONIC CONTRARIAN. Life can be a Rocky Mountain adventure, especially when you have a go through; the valley of shadows. In Denver, Colorado; there’s a mountain top view. When you have a heart, that knows how to soar. On the mountain, the place where Moses saw; the face of God. The PURE GLORY, of His Holy presence!

A WordPress Christmas list, a card for you, and you, and you. A poem, for all those; here sharing your heart. May we always remember, the reason for the season. Save a copy of the picture, the poem is also in it! Merry Christmas, and blessed New Year!

WCR