My smile will forget me not… A poem of sorts


Sometimes when I fall down
Hard I hit the ground
Yet still I will not frown nor in my tears drown
There in pain is where my true strength is found
Loving who I am in joy and love my heart is bound
Wiping of the dirt smiling as I pick myself up off of the ground
Loving unconditionally learning from falling down
Sometimes I fall down
Hard I hit the ground
Grateful for the inner peace I found
When I wipe of the dirt and get up off the ground
Loving who I am as I learn from falling down
Sometimes even when it seems I have lost
I receive a gift I could have never bought
My beautiful smile will forget me not
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I wanted to share a thought or two, as I smile and choose not to be blue. I had a beautiful opportunity that some how has it seems eluded me. I have been changing and becoming a better human being everyday well at least a better one than the day before. I find it intriguing sometimes when things are it would seem in my hands and then they are gone after much effort and having done the best I can.

I was invited to have my art showcased in an art expo, I felt so good about it, I only had to sell 20 tickets, 15 $ tickets. I am in my home town in my home state have at least 100 relatives, 200 friends I grew up with joined a number of local groups on facebook. Had 150

flyers printed and put them on cars to get some tickets sold. In a month of doing what I could short of begging I thought one at least one person would buy a ticket.

I didn’t even sell one!

I have many other things going on that feel so positive. I felt so good about the expo live bands music art of every genre it was an honor to be asked and I am grateful. I am grateful for my family and friends. I am in the end grateful I can still smile.

I am picking my self up wiping off the dirt and smiling at least I can still write and have much to look forward to in the writing world, perhaps speaking and if nothing else inspiring people to see the silver lining in those dark clouds… Love is my greatest gift as it is shared unconditionally with me by the one that created all there is I share that love in return the greatest lesson I have through the many times I have hit the ground so hard in so many ways. I am grateful for everyday a gift of love I have been given to live the life I have been living.

One of the things the ancients taught me I was reminded of today… Take not loss or gain to heart, it is the strength of character within that matters.

Count not on what crops will grow and what they will produce then you will not be dis appointed just plant them and see what grows.

I don’t want to sound whiny so I wont say any more other than even when I am down I still know my smile is found.

Thank you for allowing me to share the thoughts, I appreciate your taking the time to read them and hope you found a smile. I would also like to thank you for being the positive change our world so needs by sharing you love and your smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with. :)

Happy Easter! I almost forgot!!!! :) :) :)

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Public Speaking… and fear?


“Always do what you are afraid to do”

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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I wanted to share a thought or two today as I reflected on my first time public speaking. I was honored with the gift of representing one of the writing groups I participate and mentor in, the Veterans Writing Group in Salt Lake City Utah. I was scheduled to speak about half way through the reading and unveiling of the Community Writing Center’s annual Anthology and I was starting to feel afraid. This year the title was “For Everything a Season” an awesome choice and chosen from the first poem in the book a masterful and beautifully expressed sentiment by a local author and poet Ked Kirkham .

The preface was written and read by Shauna Edson the coordinator of the Diverse Writing Series. In the preface she speaks of her first experience reading one of her stories with a local writing group. Her description of the feeling she had painted such a picture that I could feel her voice and the energy behind her emotions and her fear as she wrote it. She was reading in front of a writing group of six or seven members a story of heartfelt and a deeply personal discovery in her life from her childhood. She describes the first moment as she started to read aloud the first time in a public situation. “My hands shook and I felt like no words would come out as I read the first line out loud. My voice so soft the writers had to lean in to hear what I was saying. As I read my voice became louder, my pulse slowed to a somewhat normal pace and my story came alive.”

I wondered as I listened to her speak in front of the hundred or so people in attendance how she felt at that moment. I was about to speak in front of an audience for the second time in my life. The first time was reading a couple of poems in an art competition in a group of Veterans people I knew and were friends and was still nervous. I am still not sure how well I did yet it was a great gift to have had the experience. I had been raised to be modest and was a little shy, yet can talk and move people when I speak. I watched her with the greatest of respect and admiration for her courage knowing my turn would soon be here.

The first few writers were also members of Toast Masters International, a public speaking group, this year in fact there were several members and most of the writers were quite used to speaking publicly either in their churches or in other capacities as in teaching or coaching. The year before it seemed all the writers that read were doing so for the first time I had come feeling that this time I would be in a great group and a room full of first time speakers. I was in for both a treat and a shock as I watched and listened to the first seven or so writers. I began to get a little nervous, I was the only one in the group of writers that did not have a story published in the Anthology and had thought that would be to my advantage. Yet the people speaking were amazingly talented and well versed in the art of public speaking.

My turn arrived and as I walked towards the microphone the thoughts and feelings running through my person were amazing, I thought about Shauna Edson, as my hands began to shake. I smiled and adjusted the microphone and did what I do best I opened my mouth and expressed myself. I read two poems after I expressed my gratitude at being there with such a wonderful and diverse group of writers and speakers. The poems I read were of two of my favorite things smiles and hugs, the writing group asked me to read the poem about hugs and share a little of the story behind it. I shared it on my blog and was comfortable speaking about two things I so enjoyed. I wondered as I finished and walked away how I must have looked and sounded as I spoke trying my best to conceal my nervousness.

It wouldn’t be long before I found out and was given many compliments and smiles after the reading at the reception. I was even given the greatest compliment by the president of one of the local toastmasters groups as he said” You have a great presence as you walked right up there like a CEO of a Major corporation and used that radio voice you brought life to a hug and as smile”. I was invited to attend their meetings and to share a story on a local radio show along with the other members of the writing group.

I wondered as I sat drinking my coffee this morning was I afraid to speak publicly or was I just nervous… Perhaps a little of both yet I was inspired to do my best as I watched a lady who inspired me with her courage and her heart as she shared her story of the first time she spoke publicly… Thank you Shauna!

 

I want to thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two and for sharing your smiles and your love in our world making it a better place for all we share it with.. Thank you for being the positive change our world so needs… :)

 

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You are Beautiful… A poem


I want to say you are beautiful as I start this day
Waking up on this so very beautiful day
Staring with beautiful thoughts in a very beautiful way

Beautiful you are as beautiful am I
Beautiful is the ground Beautiful is the sky
Beautiful it is to have a tear of joy in my eye

If I say you are beautiful just a thought I share
I tell you, you are beautiful my way to show I care
I know we are beautiful of this I am aware

If you are a woman or if you are a man
I still think you are beautiful that’s the way I am
I just say you are beautiful because I know I can

Some may flinch at the thought and want to run away
Some may think I am flirting some may think I am gay
I think they are beautiful no matter what they say

I am not flirting even though that is what some think
I drank from the cup of beautiful took a deep drink
I may however smile and return the wink

I wanted to say you are beautiful what a happy sound
As there have been days when in sorrow I could be found
There I found beautiful it rescued me or else I would have drowned

You don’t have to embrace the things I share this way
Or even feel the beauty I share on this beautiful day
I think you are beautiful even if you have not so beautiful things to say

I think you are beautiful the thought I share today
I think you are beautiful in so many ways
I want to say you are beautiful as I start this beautiful day

Thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two, as to mine own self I am true, sharing my smiles with beautiful you. I also want to say thank you for being you, we are all different you see I appreciate that you are different than me. Yet I have to say the differences are few, when you look inside and find the beauty of being you we all have a common bond one that none can deny. We are all human beings sharing the earth and sky if we share it with respect of every living thing what a beautiful place it will be for you and me. Thank you for being the positive change our world needs sharing your love and smiles making our world a better place. Thank you for being beautiful you and the smile on my face! 

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Mom … A poem for my mom.


I am grateful for your gift to me
As I free fall into my destiny
Thank you for your love
Thank you for believing in me
As I brake the chains
Being the spirit I was meant to be
Thank you for believing in me
I will meet my fate and you will see
The dreams I chase as I fall free
You are the only one who believed in me

At times no one else did not even me
Thank you for believing in me
Helping become who I was meant to be
The love you gave unconditionally
Thank you for believing in me
I love you mom thank you for having me

Thank you for allowing me to share this thought. My mom is awesome and although she will never read this… I wrote it for her and had to share it in honor of her.

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Labels…


I have been working on writing my book and needed to take a few minute break. The thoughts of what I am writing about still are somewhat lingering on my mind. As I thought about the fact, I had been neglecting my blogs I recalled a recent comment a friend and fellow blogger made. As I asked or mentioned I was a Mystic, his comment was that it was a label and not anything other than a label, I agree and thought I would share some thoughts about labels that I have been writing about. Do you allow someone to label you?

When someone calls you a name or makes a statement about you what is your reaction?

If someone calls you worthless, do you accept label?

If some one calls you unworthy, do you accept that label?

If someone says you are ugly, do you accept that label?

If some one calls you a vulgar name do you accept that label?

If some one calls you beautiful do you accept that label?

I had a long battle with labels in my life most of them in my youth, that as a child I didn’t know how to handle or deal with. I accepted many labels from family, friends, my church, society that did more damage to my self esteem than I could have imagined. As a child just learning about life those labels shaped and affected much of my life and many of my relationships. The fear of burning in hell, the feeling of unworthiness, the feeling of being ugly, the feeling of being worthless all things that I was labeled with either directly with words or the insinuation of those labels by many. We all have been through and experienced being labeled. We even label ourselves often without realizing it and good bad or ugly those labels have an effect on us and those we encounter.

I find myself looking in a mirror at times when someone has attempted to label me or even has labeled me. I often look at my smile and ask do you believe that? Are you—– or are you a loving kind person. As an adult I learned the hard way we do have choices in all we do what we do is our choice, not my kids, not my parents, not my girlfriends, the choice I make are mine. The church may label me as unworthy, for the actions I have taken, my dad may have labeled me worthless, my former wife may have labeled me an ass@#$@, the prom queen may have said I was ugly and had dumbo ears…. I don’t have to accept any of those labels. I can choose to accept them and let them bring me down for years on end and keep me from what I see in that mirror. There have been times I was scared to look in the mirror.. Hell I don’t want to look at ugly! When I finally do look in the mirror, well the one thing I don’t see is ugly. If you are allowing someone to label you perhaps you might look in the mirror and ask yourself honestly what you see. Not what the person that labeled you sees ,what you see and then take the label, and toss it in the trash. Good, bad or ugly, throw it away and choose who you want to be, be you the only label that fits.

I am simple me…. who else could I be?

Thank you for sharing your time and allowing me to share my thoughts and perhaps a smile. Thank you as well for being the positive change our world so needs sharing your love and your smiles making it a better place for all we share it with.. :)

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Seeing… a poem


As I begin to see the truth
Through the eyes of an infant in my youth
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A child so young so divine
As I begin to see outside my mind
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Through the eyes of infancy
I learn to see reality
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Far from the reality of seeing
The reality of just being
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In every moment in every breath
Each moment a gift in a heavenly chest
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Consciousness expanding awareness brings
Unconditional love of everything
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The reality of my mere mind
Keeps me from reality divine
The ultimate gift to all mankind
Unconditional love the true reality sublime
To love consciously is divine

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The Yin-Yang Symbol: Dance Of Opposites

Namaste

Thank you for being the positive change our world so need sharing you love and your smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with :)

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A classic done re-done in a classic way… one of my faves!


I have had a very busy day and still have much to do, yet as I type away and listen to some music I felt moved to share with you a thought or two on a bright note. The song “Stair way to Heaven” Is one of the all time classics of Rock and Roll history and many may even argue it is the greatest of all time. I love and am moved by music of any genre and it is true from the heart expression for the most part. I sat in a writing group today and rap came up in a conversation as one of the writers shared a song from a musical he is working on. He had expressed his love of music except for rap, which he said needed a C in front of it as he only listened to A and B music. I laughed as he is entitled to his opinion and thoughts yet the first thing that came to my mind was FLARF and a fellow blogger Charliezero oh my how well it would have been to hear a conversation between “Harley: and Charley”

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I wanted to share this classic with you in a re do yet with a classic twist, it is one of my favorite songs and one of my favorite versions. I was tempted to share the remake of “For Whom the Bell Tolls” yet time does march on. I have a few special posts coming up and hope you can join me in supporting some very special causes and some very special people that are representing them… How about a 68 year old man with one arm swimming 10,000 yards the equivalent of Everest that he climbed… An amazing man swimming for Cancer research. I have a book unveiling to attend next week where I am speaking/reading as the representative of the Veterans Writing Group of Salt Lake City even though I didn’t contribute to this years anthology. (Wasn’t here for the deadline). It was an honor to be chosen and even more so for the support of the group and mentors in sharing the opportunity and giving me the exposure in the public speaking world.

With no further commentary here is the song thank you for sharing your time here and allowing me to share a thought or two. You are awesome and I would like to say thank you for being the positive change our world so needs as you are making our world a better place for all we share it with. Please keep sharing your smiles and sharing your love, you are making a difference one smile, one hug one act of kindness at a time Thank you for those smiles you share with me! :)

 

 

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My first poem… Divorce


I had been asked a while back to share my first poem, I hesitated to share it as I have only shared things here that ended on a positive note. I was inspired by a friend that shared a thought with me as I share somethings at times with people that are down and to them sometimes my positive nature and optimism feels like I am throwing salt on their wounds. I will share this thought and maybe it will show another side of me, in truth I have done much work to know who I am. Seven years ago almost to the day my life ended as I knew it.  I learned and grew and evolved and found me, one of the things I learned was if I share a smile, a compliment or a word of encouragement it made me feel better, and 9 times out of 10 made the other person feel better. If I knew I was hurting someone by sharing a smile I would still share it my smile is pure love unconditional! We all have had our moments and have all gone through some trying times. In the near future you may have a glimpse of mine as my book will be done soon and then perhaps you may even ask why I smile, I am sure however you won’t say I have no right to share that smile when you are so down… Once I was told when you think you have hit bottom grab a shovel. I wore a shovel out! Here is the poem forgive me for it not ending on my usual positive note.

Broken and shattered the pieces fell
The mirror broken 7 years to dwell
I had opened the gates to my living hell
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The glass reflecting as it flew through the air
Dancing it’s dance twisting in
Sorrow, rage and despair
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Each piece sang as it hit the ground
Piercing my heart with its haunting sound
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The silence broken as my heart played along
Loudly beating like a heavy metal song
As I sat wonder looking at all that had gone wrong
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My mind was taunting my heart and soul
As I tried to drown the with booze and a bowl
Hearing only Metallica for “Whom the Bell tolls”
Wishing for “Sweet you Rock, Sweet you Roll”
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I watched time pass so slowly it seemed
The pieces hitting the ground as if in a dream
Slow motion frame by frame as each one hit
My tortured mind and heart louder screamed
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Something inside tried to comfort me as I cried
The life that I lived as I watched it die
I looked to the heavens asking why
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It matters not as my heart plays along
Just like a line in that rock and roll song
‘Time marches on”

 

I thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two, it was this poem and a comment from an English professor on a dating site that encouraged me to express myself poetically. It took the edge and angry tone out of my expression of pain and hurt making it less vulgar and encouraging me to be the loving man I so wanted to be. Inspiring others to find the silver lining in those dark clouds and to know who they are and express themselves in a positive and beautiful way even if they are in “hell”.

Thank you for being the change positive our world so needs making it a better place for all we share it with… I can smile anytime I choose! :) I love who I am am who I am becoming and who I shall be! Even when I was homeless I still loved me! :) In truth it is how I learned who I was.. A beautiful loving spiritual being experiencing a physical life.

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It will be okay


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I may be bent

yet I am not broken

I feel your love

though the words are not spoken

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I am grateful this and every day

knowing deep inside you help me find the way

in my heart I hear you say

You are loved and it will be okay

Thank you for sharing your time with me here… I am grateful

Thank you for being the positive change our world needs sharing your love and your smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with. :)

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Cast Iron Pan a treasure of sorts!


I would like to share a thought or two… I have read many posts and many have shared the question…
If you could hit the reset button and start over in life what would you do differently?
I have often thought about what I would change if anything and although I have some things I am not so proud of and made some mistakes I have said for the most part I wouldn’t change a thing.

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I was inspired to share a bit of a personal story and a piece of what I would perceive as wisdom shared by a beautiful lady who I truly love dearly even though she passed away. I also will throw my own twist in as I thought about what I learned from my experiences in life and the wisdom shared from a pan and the Ancients.

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I was young maybe 12 or so and was going on my first Boy Scout camping trip, I had no proper gear and we didn’t have much money so I borrowed some things from my grandparents. One of those items was a treasure of sorts although at the time I didn’t realize or know why it was.

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The cast iron pan! I borrowed a cast iron pan that was one of my grandma’s favorite pans in the world; it had been my great grandmas. She leant it to me and asked me not to ruin it, I smiled as I looked at that old pan it was dirty, old and it was cast iron. I told her I wouldn’t and couldn’t ruin it.

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I used the pan to cook some bacon and eggs, it caught fire and one of my fellow scouts did the silly boy thing and put the fire out urinating in the pan. I was in shock my meal was ruined and he peed in my grandmas pan. I took the pan to the creek and scrubbed it clean, figuring I would take off all the years of grime and grease restoring it to new. In my heart I was doing the best thing I could do and boy oh boy was my grandma going to be proud of me for making that pan so clean and new looking.

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I returned from the trip and took the clean cast iron pan to my grandma’s house and as I took it out of my backpack I was in shock she, saw the look on my face as I pulled the pan out covered in a coat of rust. I had ruined her pan, she looked at me heartbroken and hurt that I had cleaned and washed away 50 years of seasoning and character the love of 10,000 plus meals cooked in that pan. It was now a rusted pan that would never be the same, even though she smiled and said we could fix it as the tear rolled down my cheek. A little lard and some salt and pepper and baked it in the oven took away the rust after several times of doing so yet it was not the same. The pan had been given a reset..

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I look at myself like that cast iron pan before I ruined it every time I think about that question would I change anything. 50 years of seasoning the love and the many things cooked in that pan seasoned it, it looked old and dirty even a little greasy perhaps even some may question if it was healthy to use it just by looking at it. I would have to say that over the years the many things cooked in it with love added character and seasoning to both the pan and the things cooked in it. A true treasure of sorts!

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My twist I would say is this, like Lau Tzu after his many years was seasoned with life and the things he experienced as he aged made him the treasure we would call a sage. A true treasure of sorts! I am happy with who I am and love the treasures of being seasoned with life and time. To wash away my past and change it would ruin it and make it rust as would dwelling in the mistakes. To be a treasure like a cast iron pan would be divine!

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Thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two, I would like to say thank you for allowing me to do so. I would also like to say thank you for being you and sharing you love and smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with. You are the positive change our world so needs thank you for being you! 

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Singing to me… A poem


I woke up one morning, early in the spring
The grass and the trees were just turning green
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The songs of the song birds surrounded me
They sang their songs so beautiful filled with joy and glee
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I stood in wonder as I breathed the cool air
As I looked at the beauty everywhere
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The birds singing such beautiful songs
The beat of my heart seemed to sing along
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The Robin Redbreast as it flew by
Seeming to say it’s time for you to fly
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A beautiful morning one day in spring
Joy to my heart did the song birds bring
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Joy to my heart did the song birds bring
A beautiful morning one day in spring
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I wanted to share a thought or two, I have been working on a number of projects and seem to at times be going backwards yet I suppose that sometimes is how it goes. I just wanted to share a beautiful thought as where I live today spring is definitely in the air. I so just want to take the day and go play in the park or the creek. I do have much to do however as I spent a week working on a new Linkedin profile and it seems it was a learning week. All my work was for not as I consulted with a friend who shared for my summary what I had written was not what I should share, those in the position of hiring reading those inspiring words just wouldn’t care… I am also getting ready for an art expo creating works of art trying to make them glow as expressions from my heart I choose to show.

I do however love to write and I love sharing with those who share here so I shared my thoughts this morning as I waited for the train, the first morning of the week when there was no rain, the feeling from my heart as the song birds sang!

Thank you for allowing me to share a thought, or two and for spending some of your time with me. I thank you as well for being you sharing your smiles and your love, making our world a better place for all we share it with. Thank you for being the positive change our world so needs!  Joe

 

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Wanted to share a smile.. New Consciousness Expo 2014


I wanted to share a thought or two after having an awesome day spent with a wonderful community of inspirational and wonderful people, spiritual people, healers of many types, and those who have chosen to be consciously aware of who they are and what they contribute to our world and communities by spreading that awareness and how to become more aware.

Yesterday was a busy and exciting day, very much an inspirational and positive day for myself and many people in my area. For me it was my first time attending a Consciousness Expo. The New Consciousness Expo 2014 presented by Quantum NLP was sponsored by a group of sponsors including Lotus everything from angels to zen http://www.ilovelotus.com, Move Utah Real Estate, Transformation Station, and Playing Games with Purpose.
For those that have not attended such an expo I would like to say it was an amazing event. There were a large number of booths with various vendors and various groups sharing a message of consciousness and awareness. Some very inspirational speakers as well gave presentations and speeches on many subjects regarding awareness and inspiration in a modern and informed world. All kinds of healing professionals and spiritual masters of many kinds were present speaking and interacting in a community event that was quite positive and energetic to those that participated.

I met a great many people and shared some thoughts as well as making some new friends. I also found one person that answered a question that I have asked of many over the years of my journey so for me it was an exceptional day spent with many people of like mind. There are many that I would like to say thank you to yet this perhaps is not the proper venue to do so. The light workers that participated were all quite awesome!

The question for those who are curious.. What is the sacrifice of two earthen bowls and how does one perform such sacrifice? Is it metaphorical or actually a physical practice?

The answer well do you even really want to know? I kind of doubt it, unless you are truly wanting to understand your place in the Universe then you will find where the question lies and if you get there come ask me the question and I will share the answer with you.
I will however say thank you to one special person as I can not single out all those that participated I would like to say thank you to the lady that organized the event. Her name is Christiane Turner an author, NLP Trainer, Coach and consultant she did an amazing job in organizing the event and bringing such a large and diverse group of groups that promote and share positive energy in our world and the local community.

 
If you have the opportunity to attend such an event I encourage you to do so there is something for everyone yet not all will like everything that is shared there is only a positive message shared by every group involved. Some of my favorites were the Shamanistic groups several were present, the Reiki groups also several were present and the aura painting booth brought a great smile as well as an intriguing look at what another sees.
I would just like to say if you have the opportunity to go to an expo like this in your area it is an excellent way to spend the day with some very beautiful and inspirational human beings. The speakers were all quite awesome and my only problem was they had three different areas they were speaking in at the same time and I didn’t get to see them all.
Thank you for sharing your time here with me it is appreciated and I am most grateful for your presence. I hope you enjoyed your visit and would like to say thank you all for being the positive change our world so much needs by sharing your smiles and your love. Thank you! 

 

PS I will be catching up on all the wonderful comments that have been pouring in and reading the latest and greatest from you all soon. I am still handing out awards to many of the blogs I follow and read as well as getting ready for an art expo and working on a book… Tomorrow I am sitting down with the DR.s of English Literature in my area for some critique… Hope you are all having an amazing day.. I am :)

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Plato? Is the heart as important to quiet as the mind….


 

I wanted to share a thought or two inspired by one of the Greats… I love Plato and his way of provoking thoughts and making us question our own truths by asking the questions.

 

I had written in my previous post about quieting the heart and its validity as far as finding inner peace. A comment made me ask the question of myself and I would like to throw it out to you the people who share with and read my shared thoughts. I am curious by nature a Pandora of sorts always opening boxes and not wanting to be contained in one. A free spirit of sorts yet one that embraces the divine.

Was the journey and path chosen by Buddha a path of thought or perhaps a path of the heart. Did he seek his truth about the pain and suffering that exists and thrives in all of life motivated by thought or by the pure love of all that resonated in his heart? In the end as he found his truth was it purely a state of inner peace in his mind or consciousness as a state of heart and mind? Is consciousness and being aware just a state of mind or a combination of heart and mind. Can the heart feel sorrow and the mind feel peace? Do they co exist sorrow and peace? Can one have joy of heart and sadness in the mind?

Was Jesus the Johny Appleseed of mankind planting the seeds of acceptance and unconditional love that have been growing and blooming changing the way we evolve. Perhaps the many prophets and Lords we embrace were the greatest farmers of all time.

Just asking…

 

Thank you for sharing your time with me and allowing me to share a thought or two I am grateful and appreciate your presence and the smiles you bring. I also thank you for being the positive change our world needs making it a better place for all we share it with.:)

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Warm embrace… A poem


A hug is a gift

Warm and cozy

A hug is a gift

Makes me feel rosy

A hug is a gift

That costs nothing

A hug is a gift

It is something

A hug is a gift

I can give

A hug is a gift

Makes it nice to live

A hug is a gift

From your mother

A hug is a gift

With your lover or brother

A hug is a gift

Shared with another

A hug is a gift

We all need

A hug is a gift

I sure could use

A hug is a gift

I share with you

I wanted to express a thought or two, as I reflected on the last two days my life it seems is so beautiful in so many ways.

 

G. T. Reynolds, I am going to go out on a limb and say many of the people on this earth have not heard of him. G.T. is a very beautiful human being, at 86 years he has seen much and lived a truly amazing life. His wife died some time back, he retired from his many jobs one of them being as a religious leader in his church. I met G.T. as he cleaned the parking lot and grounds of a church near where I am staying at the moment. I went over to the church as he cleaned the parking lot just to say hi and thank you for doing such a beautiful thing for the church and for the earth.

We started talking and I listened as he shared the thought that he was saving the church money by doing this service and he was doing something to help the community as well as himself by keeping busy. He explained that at his age nobody wanted him to do anything nor did they want him to be a part of the business they did even though he truly wanted to work and be productive. He told me of his youth and becoming a Marine, I shared some stories as did he about our time in the military, basic training and the like and he shared some stories of the Korean War he took part in and the reality of war.

 

As we talked religion became the focus of his thoughts and he was as his religion dictates trying to convert me to his perception of the only true church and his faith that Jesus was the only path to heaven in all of its glory and the kingdoms there of. As he shared his thoughts I listened with an open mind and shared my thoughts in return regarding his religion in the most loving way I knew how. I asked him what was going to happen to the other 7.5 billion of us?

 

What happened next as he took off his glove to shake my hand and leave was in my heart a miracle of sorts. We had been looking each other in the eye as we talked for an hour or two he knew my family was very prominent in his church he also knew I chose not to be a member and why. For the first time in my life I knew as a human being that my friend G.T. knew the beauty of my soul as I knew his. We looked each other in the eye and he asked did I know him and what did I see, A single tear flowed down both of our cheeks as I said I see me as you see you, he reached out his arms and we hugged as he said “I love you” and I said  “I love you too’.

 

I sat earlier today thinking about how beautiful that hug was and the sentiment behind it, recalling the times in my life when such a powerful man had given me such a hug. The truth is many men have hugged me, from G.T. to a big burley Harley riding preacher to my sons and many in between. There are two men however that I never got to share such a gift with, three if you count my father, my step dad and my grandfather make the three. I hadn’t realized that my grandpa never shared a hug with me until recently when my brother shed a tear over a memory from his childhood. He needed a hug at a time when we had no man in our lives other than our grandpa, my brother went to give him a hug and was pushed away, men don’t hug men he told him. I suppose I never thought about it till my brother and I shared a hug after the conversation.

I have not had a hug in some time until my hug with G.T. and had been longing for a hug from a woman and the comfortable feeling that comes from that embrace. I got a gift that gave me a lifetimes worth of warmth and comfort when I looked into the eyes and embraced my dear friend G.T. Reynolds, Marine, father, great grandfather, grandfather man and beautiful human being, as well as the soul and spirit that he shares with me. Thank you Universe for sharing such a beautiful gift with me.

I thank you all for allowing me to share my thoughts and perhaps a smile, as I learn a deeper love of who I am and who you are I wanted to share a hug of sorts thus the poetic expression of the gift a hug is to me. I also wanted to share the gift of an 86 year old man that is absolutely amazing and the gift of sharing with such a wise and beautiful being. I also want to say thank you all for sharing your love and your smiles, they are truly as are you making our world a better place for all we share it with. Than k you for being the change positive our world needs. J Joe

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Happy Mothers Day Daughter poem… And a smile


A poem just to share one, maybe I can even get a job writing them… J

Once you were my baby girl

Bringing great joy into our little world

My beautiful daughter now you give it a whirl

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A mother you are and on this Mother’s Day

It is with great pleasure and pride I say

The gift of being a mother can never be taken away

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When you were a child a little girl to me

A little Princess in a dress for the world to see

The smile on your face, the hugs and kisses all free

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As you are now, a most beautiful lady

My daughter for eternity

Happy Mother’s Day with love

Me

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I thought I would share this as the past few days I have had more views from search engines than anywhere else. The searches have all been about mother’s day poems for daughter or something along those lines. The most searched posts of the past were also about poetry for a daughter.. An angry daughter. Thanks Google as well as Yahoo and any other search engines as well as the people that stopped by!

  I am in a way moved by these views on my pages as it shows a trend or need for expressing poetic expression with our daughters. Some of the young Ladies I know and those not so young either like poetry and artistic expression. My sons girlfriend reads at a local coffee shop where they live, the coffee shop features live poetry and short story readings on Saturday Nights. As these young ladies become mothers we know the heartfelt sentiment poetically expressed will be cherished forever.

I wanted to share an update and would like to offer the opportunity for those that would like to purchase a framed and beautifully expressed version of this poem. I have several options as far as frames listed on my ETSY shop Artisticlyxpressed if you would like to share a gift with your lovely daughters or E mail me at smplman1215@yahoo.com! There is space at the bottom to sign it and add that personal touch!

Framed Mothers Day poem for a daughter

I thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two and a Poem for the many daughters that are going to be mothers the first time this year and the many daughters that are moms which is all of you moms! I hope that your shopping is all fun and from the heart. Please share a smile share some love and help make our world a better place for all we share it with. J

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