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Wrapped. Decorated. Strategically Placed. Anticipated. Hoped For.

Since when did "all of the above" turn into:

Loss. Disappointment. Terrible. Empty. Cold. Irresponsible.

The when began where dreams grew confirmation instead of reality.

When lies became more important than truth and integrity.
When the pressure to belong became more important than consistency and truth.

Now the power lies within the one with truth, integrity, consistency and truth. This warrior presses forward as the wind pushes away clouds of gray and replaces them with blue skies and an abundance of light.

When the war developed into an ocean, limitless and home to so much more than what the waves can show.

Use the power within warrior, to continue temperance in the face of iniquity. To turn the situation of detriment into one that solidifies your admirable qualities immeasurably.

Listen.

Time only becomes important when we panic and realize how much we have wasted. Instead, it should be as dear to us as blinking. Usage of this reflex is necessary to lubricate the very pieces of our existence that give us sight. With each as it passes, there is a measure of seconds that continue to tick away along with our usefulness of the rest of us that we use to interact with all that our eyes afford us to see.

There may be times where the very mold that you strive to uphold as strong and impenetrable becomes a prison instead of a protection. Do not be afraid to break and permit your vulnerable self to be shown. Use this newly discovered exposure to allow the Almighty to work on you. No one has ever performed heart surgery on a closed chest.

Open to yourself, to someone you trust, to someone you can and cannot see. Be healed, be more of you, and be ready for all of the beautiful light and warmth that is waiting to greet you. Running.

~Hasta Pronto

Sueños

Last night I dreamed him away. The thoughts lifted off of my unconscious and above my head and into the sky...

He felt me. I am sure that the sentiment is mutual, the longing the waiting, the I'm not so sure why I'm sure but I'm sure - feeling. I understand you too.

I dreamed him away from fantasy and into reality. From what I thought to what I think. From what I knew to what I know and from distance to locality. He'll be local. Near. More than what I've dreamed but all of what I see. My future.

Listening for a response I still hear silence. His distance - fear. Mine - weakness. There is a week less of time that we've spoken but seldom a week less of thoughts to remember - to look forward to - to continue dreaming into existence the very feelings that have always been. Love.

Admiration felt without clinging. The space to be without the dampness of others breathing down our necks. The space to free love and begin in mutual healing. I see this so clear even on the cloudy days.

Links to learning more have vanished and introspection has taken the cake. Meaning more for any relationship had or to have and hold. And is my favorite word because it links the ephemeral and lasting to make it memory and reality. Yes.

This is love as I've seen it, saw it, and dreamed it into reality from sueños.

~Hasta pronto.

Don't Talk...Just Listen

More than just the lyrics of a song, more than what we need on a regular basis. It is also more than tough to carry out. Each day as we pass through life we wander through checking off lists and affirming requirements and duties. No blame on those who use this as fuel to keep moving forward, to keep the mind clear of useless clutter.

Take time though, to stop and listen. Drive with windows down, walk with earbuds out, eat without the accompaniment of sound.

It may be that you hear the birds chirp a greeting of good morning through your moonroof, or that you feel the complete breeze as it cools you and hear the rustle of the leaves on the trees. You may even hear your thoughts grow quieter because they are no longer being restlessly silenced by an inward flow of distraction.

Hearing yourself is a gateway into knowing who you are. It takes that first step to listen to find direction, peace and meaning.

When we are clear about our thoughts, no matter how inspiring, daunting or hurtful they may seem...use that information to inform your decisions, fuel your passions and defeat the illusions that have shaped your fears and reclaim them as strengths.

~Hasta Pronto.

If you ask me...

I'm ready.

My destination has nothing and everything to do with you. Nothing because I choose. Everything because you choose too. Stars will align when they will. The want is enveloped within them.

Outer image has become fluid and character virtuous. Striving for deep reflection we look within ourselves, at times, pulling the energy of others all the while remaining internal. Growth becomes inevitable within new soil and the sun a necessity to prosper.

Blooms are most beautiful just before they open to the world. It is the delicate color that is shown responding to sun. The yearning towards the sky, towards the warmth that covers all sides, that invites the bud to stretch. I see it as clear as I did years past. One open bloom, ready to be chosen, another, just ready to bloom but not willing. A match in soil, nutrients, needs and environment requirements. Both feeling a genuine need for sol...

One cannot rush a bloom. Rain does come. Watering makes for rich soil. Feeding comes from within and from the Sun.

~Hasta Pronto.

♫ "And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight and closed in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to bloom. This is the element of freedom" ~Alicia Keys

Cinder-Ella, Ella, Ella, Eh Eh Eh...

A damsel in distress she was. In her dress she was his princess. She was granted her dreams in bibbity-boppity-boo!

However, reality does not lend this as easily as animation projects. Everyone always depended on her umberella ella ella, but then proceeded to steal it instead. Her life was full of optimism and triumph and equanimity through all things. The story of a fictitious character somehow inspiring youngsters to hope for the same.

This hope is not false, but making truth from fairy tales is taking away from your experience. Living in the moment and appreciating the story that leads to your truth and destiny gives you ownership rather than control. It is not your story to tell or dictate, but you must instead be a willing character in the story of your life written by the ultimate Author.

So next time you once upon a time, make sure you listen instead of writing it how you want it to be, since the Final version may have an alternate and unexpected ending. Enjoy your story as it unfolds.



~Hasta Pronto.

Imitation of Life

Does art imitate life or does life imitate art? Hmmmm.

I believe that art imitates life. We began with life and our reference for creating comes from the living and from those living things that are around us which have inspired us to build art.

Life is trusting and tempting and anxiety provoking in order to push us towards realization of truth. Moving forward in such misty clouds of unknown take us to places that are at times beyond our reach but within our grasp. The mundane becomes a plan and the exciting, fleeting moments become an object for which we are to forever yearn.

These life happenings - the close, near and far are our life's water, our anchor in a sea of turbulence and what brings us to third level accomplishments and passions.

Level 3 - a divinely inspired number, once seen as incomplete and uneven, but known to all as a pair with a Guidance that binds and strengthens. This is indeed related to our goals and our representation as a piece of moving art, an ayah - a sign, as we are coupled with each desire as it comes our way and guided gently by the Leader that permits us to continue or shows us the way.

As we continue to embody life as we reflect its art, let us not forget who we are or where we come from, or we will indeed be lost.

~Hasta Pronto.

Looking for answers? Here they are...

"Be patient towards all that is unsolved in my heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will find them gradually, without noticing it, and live along some distant day into the answer." From Letters To A Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke

Inspiration for this writing comes from a place invoked by pain, merged after the departure of planes landing across an ocean and resulting in the evolution of a lasting friendship, from peace, from love, from truth.

Where are the answers you are looking for? Do they evade you, mesmerize you, sting you, make you laugh, seem elusive, are unwilling to surface, or just plain unwanted...? This, my people, we must decide for ourselves. We must realize that the answers we most seek and deserve may be within us from the start. Answers become surface level only when we decide to leave them behind and not mark them as a goal but as a journey.

The circle of life is living answered. Restless living leads to demise and a mind full of distraught. All the while devoid of mindfulness and overflowing with heedlessness. Oblivious to the outer world surrounding us with beauty and leading us closer to the truth. Or the harsher truf of what might not be pleasing to live. But we must push onward knowing the facts and accepting the dance. The to and fro of what can paint a symphony of notes with the human manifestation of rhythm and connection. Connection to one another and growth that leads to realization. That...that leads to answers.

It is no longer a request, but it is an invitation to live, to like...wait no, "Don't just like." Accept the invitation to love. To love uncertainty as you love black and white, to be attracted to gray as much as vivid color brings you joy, to miss confusion because it pushes you to look for clues, to love the question mark - the curves, the elongation, the signal of an end and punctuation, the period that indeed does close it out...the very sign that the answer is indeed in the question. Will you seek it out, will you welcome it, will you embrace it as it embraces your questions?

Say yes.

She Speaks

Trembling in a corner, the room is enveloped in darkness with the spotlight on red. Quivering forward, she steps into the light and clears her throat. She wonders if what she will say will be heard through the black of the space. She thinks she hears crickets giving their salute to the night, but instead she is hearing the rapidity of her trembling. She recites what is innate and gives her all to the audience she cannot see. The spotlight is hers but can those who hear her see her? She begins again. The first recitation was a mere rehearsal of inner thought. She speaks. Not sure what is flowing out of her she begins to feel the weight fall off as if she is released from the tension of the strings that bind her. She turns, focuses her attention to all sides of the room, hoping her frail voice will echo off the walls and back into her where those thoughts and feelings are safe. She second guesses herself when she hears no response, but realizes that she is still showing the room her skill through her performed prose. When she has finished there is silence again. No snaps, no applause, no approval, no rejection, no thrown off stage, just her, the spotlight, and the corner from which she orates. All the while trembling, but now, feeling a stillness inside. When the heart speaks, it expresses to manifest feeling into reality for itself and no one else.

Excavating --> Exposure

Dig. Dig Deep. Dig Deeper.

Picking up the shovel, which for some may be the most daunting task, is the first step. Clearing your schedule and making nothing know and disappearing into stillness is what you need next. Using the tools that God has given increase the speed at which you discover, but does not change the fragility that lies beneath.

Is this adventure unexplored? Have you started to uncover yourself and just when you see 'you' peeking out of the next layer of dirt, called away to accomplish another task in life? Did you begin to see what is hidden and complex, only to find that you were not ready to see the rest? Ask.

Discover that within yourself has shaped and defined who you are reflecting at yourself each morning. Find that comfort in seeing yourself clearly in and out of reality, with or without stability, having and not having comfort, feeling or not feeling love, learning or not learning truth.

You are perfect just the way you are. There is no need to change or alter your state. That is not your mandate. The you that you are supposed to be is ready. You have to be ready to be informed, ready to be great, ready to feel pain and love and happiness all at the same time. Ready indeed does mean willing, and willing to want to be you is your destiny.

If you are not ready for your destiny, realize that you are looking at a fertile pasture of untouched soil. Rich with longing for seeds of interest that bear fruit of awareness and healing.

So I charge you to dig, dig deep, dig deeper. Keep going and as the sweat rolls down your brow, keep thinking "I'm willing to meet my destiny because I'm ready to keep digging."

Perception is Everything, Perspective is Yours

A wise amigo once told me, "perceived loss is merely the precursor to victory..." Let's take a moment and unpack this shall we?

To lose something, whether beloved, unattached or unwanted is to experience its absence. This explanation shows that it once filled a space that was open and ready. When you do not have space to fill there is no need or want. A perception of loss is determined by the realization of that reality in real life. Do you see this? Do you feel this?

There are moments in life where you feel you have given your all, and at times more than you should or more than you, in actuality, knew you were capable of giving. Categorize these things. Make real what your actions have indicated to you and to the beloved, unattached, or unwanted.

In sports play, there are times where the player seems to have given out physically from our perspective, however, it is their perception "I'm not done yet" "WE haven't won yet" that drives the mind to drive the body to the finish. Energy that comes from the mind telling the body what to do can only do this if the heart is truly in control. Let your heart win. Listen. Develop the perspective to drive others perceptions (yours too) to a level of endurance, push and victory.

Victory - not winning, but overcoming an obstacle or enemy, says Webster. This obstacle or enemy it seems, is only through perception. It becomes an obstacle when you can overcome it, an enemy if you have to fight yourself to get past it. What pushes against us or helps us push against ourselves always ends in victory. Always.

Results are often two fold. One can be victorious in finding what those very opposing forces are, and molding our perception to gain perspective and strengthen our inner motivation and convictions and decisions to push back and push away. Another can be pushing against ourselves, finding the will to want to become one who makes their perspective that of self control and self regulation that molds self improvement, and their perception of that loss in any form is inevitable and indeed anyway, brings victory.

You don't fail because you lose, you win. Because in losing, your perception changes. That change in perception just may be what you need to bring a positive perspective to your situation and how others perceive you.

Ladies and Gentleman, Lend Me Your Ears....

Eyes picking up on images on pages, lips and tongues directing speech where the mind has pursued.

We are living in a time where digits get cardio and the heart gets the couch.

Learning to listen to the beneficial and incline towards nature and the signs showed us has become foreign. How sad.

Buds from iPods make the mind shuffle to the next randomized playlist. The list is playing you for your experience in life. Press pause.

Observe the sun as it rises on the horizon that raises your level of consciousness.
Appreciate the nature of the Creator. Listen.

Nouns that make up the vibe we call life have not made an impact from electronics. Interaction and feeding breeds growth. The most basic infantile need is touch. Not iTouch, but touch.

Should we cease to reconnect in person, in hearing, live and on stage, we risk the essence of humanity. Closeness.

Facebook-ing became the new 'friend' and our networks have expanded beyond control. Step Back. Bring in the reigns and be sure to feed the relationships that mutually matter.

Listen to yourself, listen to what is around you, be open to listening, and just....Listen.