Anna’s smile… ( a change of pace)


This story I share of a lady one quite beautiful as many that I have known, one in an earlier century would have surely sat on a thrown. A queen among the queens of plenty that are my hearts gift, the gift of love the best gift I have ever known it has many shapes and ways to be shown. Then one or two share with you in a way so sublime you wonder if you met in another place and time.
Her smile quite beautiful and loving quite compassionate seeing it one on my face must have naturally grown. She was in troubled situation one I could have never known, free yet controlled by another who shared the children she loved. A trouble I have not had to own much like a barbarian my own king where ever I roam. She like a princess shut away in a castle with an evil tyrant the king bringing nothing but fear and pain oh how she longed to just dance in the rain.
She had to be courageous she had to be strong, for her passionate desires were definitely not wrong, she heard a song in her heart it played a beautiful song one she had been missing and wanting for so long. She found the desire heating her fire one so deep inside her soul one that she couldn’t nor did she want to control something was calling her from deep inside a place she didn’t usually go. She walked a mile in the mist of a spring night cold and cloudy it was he followed her when he realized she was gone her heart was still playing that very beautiful song she was courageous and would be strong. She was filled with a desire and her heart played a beautiful song one she was wanting to hear for so very long.
The first half of an hour on the journey quite they were almost silent most of the time yet I heard a song that a heart was playing and it sounded so divine so close I heard the sound close enough I felt its beat as if coming from the ground. I looked at her with wonder and wondered what was her song after the sight that I had seen having to live with such a spiteful human being. It wouldn’t take too long to know the way she felt as I looked into her eyes surprised I was to see a beautiful sight I had so long wanted to see as I looked into her soul and hers looked back at me.
As we gazed into the stars that we both could see, it felt like we had for thousands of years over many life times found as our lips met together soft and tender as it was my fingers touched her skin her face so soft and cold her on fire heating up the passion deep within crying to be free. The fire she had felt before in another life it seems or was it from her heart as every night she dreamed of an awesome friend and lover as she knew in another century or just a dream she thought as she kissed me. With his touched she moaned and then it seemed she melted as she lay there naked knowing why her played that song. She knew from that kiss and that touch as slowly it moved down how the night was part of her destiny was why she had been so strong.
Destined from the moment when her smile I found we were to be together for at least a few rounds as in our time of our sweet embrace we found that that place of timelessness where the place it matters not. A place where our passions and desires into the fire we both leapt into the place we both missed as parted from the tenderness of our first look and first kiss. The energy that filled the air the lighting in our touch complimented the feeling the melody of the song for which we had both been longing for so long almost like we had heard before in century now gone.
The story changes here for an audience so young, as it was a night where two lovers met and shared an amazing time, in a place of joy and happiness sharing a gift so sublime doing the dance of opposites an act of love that is quite divine. One beyond the measure that surpasses normal space and time that act of love so beautiful as our bodies together were bound nothing else existed our breath the only sound that we could hear and a few chosen sounds and words not for you to hear. One far too beautiful to with words define as only through the centuries our souls have intertwined as our bodies have too one of such beauty words could not describe. A night of passion and love as the starts we did ride as the song heart her played a night she was so strong. A night I heard her hear beat as my heart played along. A song we played for centuries and had been missing for so long.

I wanted to share a different style of expression and change things up perhaps show a little more versatility. I suppose I should probably go find that special lady… 🙂 I have been writing every day trying to finish a book and needing the input and perspective of other people from various perspectives I can produce a better end result. One of the comments I was given recently was my gift of being so versatile and appeal to a broad base was the most important gift I have. I should really get out and network, rub the right elbows meet the right people.

Sometimes it seems we meet people that we seem to know with memories that are quite like in a dream of sorts. I have met several people that were quite what I felt were souls I had known for a very long time. Most have been men that I have met, yet I suppose that the law of attraction would have to at one or two points share a woman. I hope you liked the story..

Thank you for sharing your smiles and letting me share a thought or two. In a different kind of way and thank you all for being the change positive our world so needs. Sharing your love and your smiles you are making our world a better place for all we share it with. 🙂

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

Smiley Face Clip Art

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!!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂

Not always as it seems…. a poem


Although happy I may seem
Reaching for the stars and following my dreams
Sometimes I feel sorrow, and wonder what it means

I know I am not alone
Even though at times I feel lonely in a house not a home
Not falling in the despair I used to feel to my bones

Happy is a state of which I am aware
As I follow my dreams along a path traveled by those who dare
I rarely show the sorrow especially to those that care

Sometimes it seems like a carrot dangling from the sky
I almost can reach it and the harder I try
The more I need wings so that I can fly

I share this feeling and this thought
To express that sometimes happy I am not
Even a dreamer in sorrow sometimes gets caught

Tomorrow they say a better day will bring
The magic of a new day a smile will make your heart sing
I choose in each moment to do the right thing

As I sometimes slip into sorrow and wonder what it means
Reaching for the stars and following my dreams
Sometimes I am not so happy or so it would seem

Sharing the truth makes my heart sing
Sometimes even I can feel sorrow and the tear that it brings
Tomorrow will bring a smile and bring better things

Thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two with you… ( Doris you make me smile…) I won’t forget again or neglect to say thank you. I got it although it took a while 🙂 I always say thank you as it is just what I should do.  If I didn’t do so it would be disrespectful to both you and I.

This is Your Life…


I loved the poem and the secondary yet primary message awesome creativity 🙂

Carrie Mayhem

This ailing society
Is no magistrate.
Your choices are your own.
Life isn’t subject to approval,
And taste isn’t universal.
It’s your tale; Write the
Ending . Live the adventure.
One day you will be silenced; One
Minute a narrator, the next a flashback.
At that moment, your story is locked.
A legacy can’t be altered from the grave. The
Time for editing is upon you.

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Public Speaking… and fear?


“Always do what you are afraid to do”

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Microphone Clip Art

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… 🙂

 

I Guess I Didn’t Have The ‘Chutzpah’


Made me smile… I will forward it too!

Kyla ~ A 'Mindfield' of Truth From Perception

So…one of the worst ways ever, I think, to start out a paragraph and yet I do it all the time! 😡  Not my point either, just thought I’d share cause that’s just something I do. Anyway, I received this email. I don’t like to talk about things that inevitably lead to arguments. As much as so many ‘so-called’ or ‘so-self-proclaimed’  use the words of God to defend racism, bigotry, hate, wars, intolerance and so much more; well, I get somewhat annoyed to the point of wanting to punch people in the face. Apparently that is frowned upon type behavior. :/  Politics are an equally volatile  conversation that I prefer to avoid for the safety of whomever I might be conversing with.

Now my point: This I found interesting enough that perhaps just forwarding to the few folks in my address book wasn’t enough. Maybe these questions would intrigue some of you…

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