Cinnamon Rolls and love!


Cinnamon rolls! My life is not all serious and deep! I actually love the simplest things and one that brings a smile and the warmest of memories is Cinnamon rolls. I like the old fashioned ones made with love and my absolute favorite are my Grandma’s. Then any that are shared with ones that I love no matter how we came by them.

My Grandma used to bake on Saturdays many loafs of bread, rolls, and my favorite Cinnamon Rolls the kind filled with love and raisins topped with coffee Icing! Those day’s are gone as it is so much work for her to make them. The last time she made them she made them for my children and I a few years ago had I known they would have been the last I would have saved two in the freezer for a day like yesterday.

I went to visit my Grandma yesterday and took with me some cinnamon rolls I had baked that came out of a can. They were good yet not hers, I have shared the same rolls with a Queen of my heart many times over the last couple of years. I am no longer a King in her heart yet the memories are of love and sharing just like with my most precious Queen of my Heart my Grandma!

The smile and the heart felt love, showed on my Grandmas face when we sat and chatted over those cinnamon rolls. Even though they were from a can they were baked and frosted with love and enjoyed with the same love. Her comment through the bites was they are good but mine are better… Yes hers are they are the best I have ever had! I love my Grandma dearly and with all my heart and some of my best memories are of her in her apron the house smelling of bread and waiting while the last batch of bread baked for those cinnamon rolls to hit the oven!

I share these thoughts of love and happiness as I reminisce and cherish the treasures in my heart ( Yes the heart contains blood) Yet it also carries those precious memories to my brain and core!  I hope you have such memories as well and are as grateful as I for having them. Please share a smile and your love be the change positive and help make our world a better place. Thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two and sharing my smile and love with you.

First Blood.. The message of responsibility!


I have long thought about our world and those I share it with, I am a man of no religion yet I embrace them all. The intent of all religions as far as I have seen have the best of intent to encourage us to live a life of love and do good things not only for ourselves but our fellow man as well. The message and intent is so often lost as those of religion in their minds do not live it in their hearts. The message of our maker runs through my veins and “God” lights my core!

I would share a thought and a fact that has been a part of our world that seems to go un noticed yet is the very essence of the message and living the life of doing good and living love. My examples are of a personal nature and shared from my perspective. My perspective is relative to me yet may enhance or inspire a different perspective of each who takes the time to read and search for the truth or essence of it. Much like the books of the Religions that share the message it is taken with the perspective of the reader. I know many that can site chapter and verse of their “Bible” what ever form that book takes and what ever soul inspired it.

If a five year old boy can take out of his pocket and share his earthly treasure of sugar with a man he doesn’t know to make his meal palatable how can I look at a five year old boy and not have the same sense of responsibility?

The Lady who has touched my heart the most with three children of her own can take in three more when she is struggling just to feed the three she has  and still take in a man that has nothing how can I not share that sense of responsibility?

If a poor man can give another his last dollar to one that needs it as well how can I not be responsible and share mine? I will get another it will never be my last dollar until I am dead and can make no more.

If I have millions of dollars and feel it is mine and I have no pity for those who do not earn and become as I is it not my responsibility to provide opportunity for those that do not have to do so?

If I have billions of dollars and can create opportunity for those less fortunate to rise from the poverty and be at least able to live a life of a decent nature and shelter is it not my responsibility to do so?

If you are responsible and truly responsible to your actions and your place as a human being are you not responsible to your fellow human beings that provided you the means and opportunity to be where you are?

I feel in my responsible being a great sense of responsibility to my fellow human beings. I have given away my last dollar many times and always seem to make another.  As the world we live in reels from economic turmoil and struggles to pay its debt and take care of its citizens I ask is it not all of our responsibility to pitch in and help our fellow citizens rise above the poverty and despair?

Regardless of your religion and your race or gender your political affiliations it is our responsibility to step up to the challenge of being responsible to ourselves and our fellow human beings. Be responsible help your neighbor, help that five year old, build new companies and provide more opportunity help each other rise above. Thank you for allowing me to share some thoughts and feelings with you. I ask you share a smile and share your love be the change positive and be responsible for your actions and help others.

The tower destroyed and the dust settles…


I stand tall fearless sword in hand, in the debris the dust and the destruction of the tower of a simple man destroyed by my mighty hand. The day has come with the light of the sun to rise and heed the call from the ruler of all.

The dust settles as I walk away sheathing my sword in Honor of my Lord I choose to be a king in his kingdom. I serve the weak and embrace the strength of their hearts, the courage I have that of the Lion their Champion in the Arena of man. The sword I hold slices through gold and pierces the hearts of those who worship it so.

I walk with my maker and those of the light, magic, and the power of my Lord and all that live love, the call from our maker in heaven above. The one that I wait for is taking so long, the one that plays in my heart her heavenly song. The synchronistic song that we sing shall loving destruction bring, the Angels of heaven are by my side as I ride alone for the moment as my love waits for the first strike of my heavenly blade.

The note and the cord the sound that it brings will rise through the earth and her heart will sing the song that we share, the song of my King. The Queen of my heart is as strong as I, the world will hear her heavenly cry. The Angels singing and walk by her side the awesome beauty of her loving heart a gift to the world from our maker’s heart.

She is mine from the beginning of time her hand in mine, I have waited to touch her for such a long time. Since the day I started this Journey on earth the day I left her for my earthly work. The day I left her with tears in her eyes, the day that all heaven heard her sorrowful cry. I turned not nor did I look back for her sorrowful tune haunting me now was meant to inspire and give me the strength to give her my love and a heavenly gift. The love of all that live on this earth that need the warmth the shelter the food on their plates have inspired me to be the sword of the light and smite the greed.

Those who live a life of hate that never share from their gifted plates make right the wrongs of your greedy ways. The Angels are gathering, the path is made the trail is narrow and bright easy to travel if you have your light shining yet if you are dark in your core the path that you walk on will even the score you will slip into the darkness and be no more.

My heart it is ruled with light and love as is my Queens sent from heaven above, I ask and I plead for all that will hear the gift we share the love has no fear. Reach through the darkness for the light as it is time to set things right. The ones at the top of the treasures of earthly things those with no empathy and compassion inside shall hear the song of my heavenly bride as the sword in my hand slashes their non heavenly pride.