This one's for you, 2012...

When at a crossroads, artists are employed. Major highways, flooded with thoughts, minds are, hoping to avoid the police of reason along the way...

Avoidance of decision making leaves no time to feel, only long hours of mindful time wasting that is relieved when time finally tells.

Must it be, that all of the things that are meant to be, be always placed so far away??? Keep stretching.

Listen more for what is real within. Interpret what your gut is saying, use your intuition, share amongst journal pages your doubts, confirmations and forward pushing fears. Reclaim what can only exist and flourish by your command - happiness.

Own it.

Live what you seek, rather than waiting for someone to build it. Learn the skill of biding time usefully. Time. Is. Short.

Time....is not promised to any of us.

It is detrimental then, to revisit the ideas, situations and people that are of little 'mutual benefit.' What drains, rather than sustains and motivates. Time to close those unproductive doors: "Everything Must GO!"

Once the final sale is made, one can start a new beginning, with investments that bring returns. With a heart that gives on purpose, automatically and by default, symbiotically.

It is amazing how much of this world's art (paint, photographs, music, writing), grows out of anguish. Instead, I'd like to see what manifests, when we bring our authentic and selfish happiness work to paint the world...

~Hasta Pronto

Always,

@AmBBitious

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My First Language

Press Play...then read :)



Sitting on lines on staffs with elongated necks and accurate posture, music notes have floated into my language space with such easy and fluidity.

As years pass and the sampling continues, there is one origin of language that needs no translation. Music.

It is a piece of life, a sweetness of life, that at times, transcends the speakable explanation of a feeling. A medium through which we can bridge life, love, sorrow and compassion. We listen to heal, we listen to relate, we listen to sing, we listen to understand.

There are some words and remnants of beats that continuously pull us into remembering. To reminisce of that time when that song was played. To join memory with present and bring feelings to surface level.

As healing and expressive as it is, we take it for granted. Preferring silence is admirable and when used with meditation and reflection beneficial. But at times the mind is just too loud with thoughts and angst. We must then override with song.

Singing aloud in our spaces, losing our voices in the process while gaining them at the same time is a wish that we should experience more often.

Music is freedom. Music is indeed for life. Check the below track, expect expletives. Lowering your volume in a shared space is advisable.

~Hasta Pronto

Who Are You?!

As we continue to search for love and live a life that matters, I have some food for thought items that your mind has surely been craving...please, indulge your intellect and give nourishment to your mind by reading and reflecting on the following post...

To those who continue their search for the one, with whom they feel a long term commitment can be shared...

Back Up.

Take a break. Pause. Spend time with you and only you. Clear the clouds that keep you from seeing what the surface of your life, your earth looks like. Let the mountains, peaks, valleys, earthquakes, icecaps and streams of your life's happenings be crystal clear.

Know Thyself.

Take that time and discover who you are. Ask yourself questions, write them, write your answers. Record who you are at that very moment in what you think and feel. Who am I? What do I like? What is love? How is God actively blessing me? How am I being true to myself? In what ways am I being who others expect me to be? What do I want most out of life? What are my flaws? How have I grown? What are my goals? Why are these goals important to my life? What are your struggles? What is your purpose in life? Who do you want to be? What are you afraid of? Define beauty.

Know Thy Wants.

Now that you have created an accurate picture of you right now. Use this momentum, after a short pause but still in a mind of clarity, to then narrate (not list) what you want in a partner. What characteristics do you value in a partner? Annnnd go! Define what you mean by what you mention as you write. Paint the full picture, be clear.

Know Thy Desires.

"If there is something to desire, there will be something to regret. If there is something to regret, there will be something to recall. If there is something to recall, there was nothing to regret. If there was nothing to regret, there was nothing to desire." ~Pavlova

Know Thy Sacrifices.

To whom much is given...much will be exfoliated away. In situations where we are desirous of a person that we find has the things that we want and can support the person who we've defined we are, there comes a point where we must be challenged. This challenge can be a small obstacle or happening, or it can be a part of us that requires further refining or defining. Exfoliation if you will, to remove the useless surfaces of ourselves to reveal the smoothness and receptive nature of new skin. This does not mean that we should compromise who we are for what we want. This instead means that in order to fully receive someone as they are and who they want to be, we have to understand our own journey and be adaptive to that journey together, along the way.

I repeat. The above inquiries to yourself should all be written. Pen to paper. This is so important to do as we make the decisions in life of what career path to follow, who we want to share our lives with and how we want to matter to ourselves and our God as we flow through this world. This exercise and investment in yourself will assist you to, as my dear friend Luqman has highlighted:

"See how realistic you are. What your thinking process is. What's important. [Give a] clear picture. Prevent going on emotions alone. [Provides a] written record."

~Hasta Pronto

Closer...? Maybe...

A presence missed, remiss to say that missing one, some one, some thing is making meaning, misty.

Eyes that are clouded with only seeing their focus instead of reflecting the colors that the sun is helping to reveal.

What to do, what to do?

When this feeling overwhelms even the simplest thoughts....take time out to process. Preoccupy yourself with the doubts, fears, hopes and dreams until your mind has run a marathon and seeks endurance rather than burnout.

Let your processing follow what reality has handed you. What you can see and what is real IS what you get. Do not waste time typifying what you'd LIKE things to be like because if they do not exist in this world? right now? then you are indeed, enveloped in fantasy.

Fantasy breeds disappointment, so do yourself a favor and make an appointment with yourself. The Divine. and then others. Give yourself time to reflect on the lessons that have occured and fed into your current feeling and then let your mind release its burden by turning to the One who can comfort, guide and subside uncertain feelings. It is only then that you can reengage with the world.

If you do so too early, the fun you will have will be half-spent, the joy you will feel will be laced with numbness to keep from tearing, and the love that you indeed long to share will be halted by fear. Don't do that.

That's going to be the phrase of the year.... "Don't Do That." One I have adapted from a good friend and well-respected colleague.

Jumping to conclusions - Don't Do That.

Making assumptions without facts - Don't Do That.

Investing in people who are not investing in you - Don't Do That.

Giving too much of yourself without taking care of yourself as well - Don't Do That.

Giving up hope - Don't Do That.

Remembering The Time...

Sedentary lifestyle. Still lazy when I want to be though. I've learned how to now fight the cozy blues and jump into my suit of fleece in order to greet the day, to greet the sun.

I walk.

I run.

Lather, sweat, rinse and repeat.

Until I make it 5K.

The most daunting moment is not the rousing from my dreams, it is the rising from the sheets that angers me most. Stalking from my room, cursing the absence of morning sun - still creeping across the horizon from the West. Still waiting for my mind to wake up and notice that my body has indeed set in motion.

Zombie.

Time to start the music..."Play it again, Sam!" But remix it with a techno beat this time man, we're not romancing the stone we're pounding the pavement!

Stretch Heartstrong.

Allowing more time for my mind to catch up, I continue moving, or else risk a nap on the carpet and a late to work petitioner phone call.

My app guides me along the way, directing my beginnings and ends, starts and stops, runs and jogs and coolings down, even records my completed workouts - date included.

Impressive.

But most of all, I mentally and passively record them too. I push past the tiredness I feel knowing that I long for the vibration/voice prompt to tell me it is okay to walk now.

Breathe.

Still pushing through each, the now 90 second sprints blurred together with 120 second walks. As the intervals progress and I find myself witnessing the lighting up of the sky - I am rising with the sun.

Pace.

Today I was prepared to run my last cycle before cooldown, the vibration prompted me to run - I ran. Ran until I was sure that the vibration would come soon, telling me to slow my pace, to walk to rest. But it didn't. I kept running. Running until hesitantly peeking at my screen, only to find that I was indeed running on cooldown time.

I slowed down, smiled and commended silently my inside voice. The voice that said "keep going" "you can do this" "almost there"

Motivation, it was nice meeting you today. "I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

~Hasta Pronto.