POEM

Reserve your thoughts,
Though they are many.
Keep your mouth shut,
Don't make a sound.
You only pay.
You pay and pay,
and never get back.
You are told all things you lack.
No matter your burden,
Or the price you pay.
You should never feel this way.
Your drowning and falling,
All at the same time.
And what you want,
You will pay every dime.
Resent or regret,
It is all red in the balance.
Your beauty does matter,
Inside is what matters.
But the blind do not see,
And the twist is not here,
Your bliss is agony.
If only you could hear.
The words in my mouth,
Will not hold steadfast.
I will always be first,
Never your last.
And what kindof fire,
Would not burn as I do?
What would you have done,
If this was you?
Behind the doors,
Never seen but heard.
I finally speak,
My rearing word.

Lesson In Resilience

What is resilience? Dictionary.com gives the literal definition:

re·sil·ience

   /rɪˈzɪlyəns, -ˈzɪliəns/ Show Spelled[ri-zil-yuhns, -zil-ee-uhns] Show IPA

noun

1.

the power or ability to return to the original form, position, etc., after being bent, compressed, or stretched; elasticity.

2.

ability to recover readily from illness, depression, adversity, or the like; buoyancy.

 

My definition is quite similar but with a twist. As humans, we are left to the world's imperfections. We are mortal, and sinners... These facts are obvious, but not many people realize how much control they have. We cannot control the world, or the people in it, but the person we have the most influence over, is ourselves. We as individuals have needs, wants, and many other things that make us who we are. Our individual tastes create our overall outcome of personality and ultimately, the direction of our lives. Retaining resilience is very important. The world can bend us, break us, wear and tear on us, and it is up to us to "bounce back" and stay on the right path no matter what. If everyone took the time to take proper care of themselves; mentally, spiritually, and physically, we would see a decrease in depression, suicide, and overall unhappiness. We have the power to overcome so many things. The human mind is very powerful in itself. "Mind over matter" is not just a saying. With conditioning and practice, I believe one can become very strong as a person. Life itself conditions many of us, putting us through constant trials and throwing obstacles our way to help us become better people and stronger beings. Being "flexible" or "living on the edge" as well as "flying by the seat of your pants" may be examples of resilience in some peoples eyes. So in today's lesson, this is your homework:

 

1. What is important to you, and what do you plan to accomplish in life?

2. Do you think the glass is half full?

3. If something doesn't go your way, do you think all is lost?

4. How do you treat other people?

5. Do you feel strong? What could/or has make/made you strong?

6. Do you make time for yourself? If not, why? If yes, how often?

 

Take time to think about your answers, and meditate on them. I hope this brings you peace.

 

 

Royal Rant

Yes I am up this late. Yes, I am drinking black coffee. And I am blogging. I am outraged. I just realized that athletes get paid more than my brothers and sisters in arms. You mean to tell me... OK... you mean to tell me that my comrades all fight for our freedom, INCLUDING but not limited to, sports! They give their lives for you and athletes have to THINK about if they are being offered enough money to play for a team? SERIOUSLY. Oh, a million isn't enough? What about my fellow Marines who have too worry about getting blown up and shot at every day on a deployment? What if they just said, "Oh, I don't get paid enough, let the free country we know go to shit because the government isn't willing to pay". SCREW that! I think the athletes who get to have fun all day and live in mansions should get paid what we do, and we should get paid what they do! Oh, you want me to go on a second deployment? I want a million dollars... Third deployment?? Two million dollars!

It sickens me to think and see all the mental and physical stress our armed forces go through and some end up on the streets! So sad... And that my friends, is my Royal Rant of the evening...

POEM

You bend her,
You break her,
but don't you ever mistake her.
She is a fire,
and your desire,
But don't you ever hurt her.
She is sweet,
She is kind,
But one thing you may not find.
Love her,
Show her.
But don't you let go of her.
If she is crying, console her.
If she is angry, slow her.
She is power,
Beyond what you have seen.
Don't make this sweet girl go mean.
Fire lives in her heart,
She is lovely and smart.
What of her would you break,
When one so strong is at stake.
You bend her and break her,
But don't you mistake her.
For she is the one you chose,
and you should hold.
Close to your heart,
Don't you tear her apart.
Does one blemish the soul,
That is made of gold?
And does one not know,
What they have until it is gone.
Away you will be sent,
She is heaven sent.
And you toss her aside,
and take no pride.
That she is yours.

FATHER

My Father has always been a very important part of my life. As my Mother has also. But one thing, above the many others, that I need to thank my Father for, is raising me as the oldest son. Now, I don't think he meant to do this, but it paid off in the end. I was taught to stand up for myself, take care of myself, and support myself. These are qualities that my Father instilled in me and that I exercise to this day. If something needs to be done, I do it. Even though it is way easier to bitch and complain and more fun to watch my Husband try to figure something out. I'd rather do it myself. My Dad also always said three things that stick out to me. He said "Everything always works out in the end" "Always be honest, don't lie to me" and "If it is meant to be, it will be" and these three pieces of advice have all, or individually, been fitting to apply to any problem I may have. I didn't know it, but my Dad was giving me life skills and tools to help me in my adult life. Here I stand, with a metaphorical tool belt, filled with more than enough answers to anything life may face me with. I've been told by my husband that I speak of my Father often as if he were a God... Well he isn't God, but I have a deep respect, and strong love for him that makes me clean the house like a crazy woman before he comes to visit. I am always looking for his approval and acceptance, and now I have learned something new. My Daddy will always love me no matter what and he only wants what is best for me. That is all he ever wanted. After years of bad boyfriends, stupid decisions, and procrastination, I now realize what all the fuss was about. He was just preparing me for the biggest battle in life. Which is life itself. He knew that one day I would be off on my own and have to fend for myself, and he wanted me to have the fullest arsenal of life skills possible to take care of myself. I hate to think about it, but one day my Dad won't be here anymore. You know that part in "The Lion King" when Simba's Dad, Mufasa, falls into the ravine?? And Simba;s cry of desperation trying to wake him from endless sleep echos through the valley? Yeah, I almost cry at that part every time. You know why? Because I think of the day when my Dad is going to pass away, and I feel Simba's pain, and imagine myself in his position. The heartbreak and horror I will feel is unthinkable at this time. I love my Daddy, despite the fights we may have had over the years. He is my Father and I will always love him as he loves me. Unconditionally.