Waking up… A poem


Once I became consciously aware
Of where I stand in the world we share
I knew that I could be who I dared
When I became consciously aware

I learned that I could control my thoughts
Which to embrace and which to not
I learned to appreciate all that I have got
Realizing those things my thoughts have brought

I observe all that exists in reverence and awe
Seeing things that before I never saw
The beauty in the ugly in a world so raw
Observing with reverence in awe

Inside my mind dwells my heart and soul
Like the heavens above and the Earth below
The comets they fly and the grass it grows
The thoughts I think in my mind are not my soul

Once I became consciously aware
I was free to be me, with my soul I could share
Loving the things I didn’t see when I was unaware
Love is the gift if you should dare
To find your soul and become consciously aware

Thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two, conscious is a word that has many meanings, the primary of which is awake. That at least was my first understanding of the word. I have been learning an amazing number of meanings as I become consciously aware! Have you ever pondered what being conscious means?

Thank you for being you and being the positive change our so needs as you share your love and your smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with! 🙂

Namaste 🙂

Stars above… A poem


 

When I look upon the stars above
I have a feeling in my heart of endless love
The love of all below and all above
When
I look upon the stars above

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

Namaste

Inspirational people and causes series.. “Doc Mishler”


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Inspirational People
A series of articles about people and their causes

I would like to share a few thoughts and part of an incredible story as well as an amazing journey as shared with me recently by my friend “Doc Mishler”. I would imagine some reading this may know him or perhaps have seen him in your city or town. As he crosses back and forth across the country with his three companions “Chief-Free-Spirit” “Keep-the-Faith” and “Hunger-no-More”. They are his friends and his transportation three beautiful horses that have been across the country from what I gather several times. I am in awe and inspired by Doc and his mission to feed those that are hungry and make sure children will stop going to bed hungry.

Doc is a survivor and a beautiful human being I asked him how old he was and he just laughed, I am guessing he is in his early 70’s. He has survived cancer, a quadruple bypass a complete hip replacement and a broken pelvis which was expected to end his horse riding days. He was told he could not ride anymore after a trip from Choteau, MT. to Washington D.C. by way of California. It was said he broke his pelvis walking down the steps of the Capital Bldg. after he spoke to Congress expressing that every weapon we create and spend money on that belongs to the hungry children is stealing from our world the gifts that those children are to our future and our world. His pilgrimage across the country in an effort to make people aware was one that focused on the churches he passed along the way.

I met Doc after this journey had been completed in an Office Max at the print shop, I go every Wednesday to a particular store in downtown Salt Lake City UT. I stop and have my writing project for one of the writing groups I participate in printed. I was quite taken and surprised when I got off the train and saw three horses tied to a tree. I smiled and my imagination took over as I wondered what was going on and who might be responsible for the scene I was viewing. I walked to the back of the store and as I got close to the print shop I smelled horse.. I was not too surprised when I saw a man in ragged chaps and an old dusty hat, vest and a mane of long grey hair with a beard to match.

I asked him if he was aware that his vehicle was improperly parked and we laughed, I asked him where he was headed. “I am going to see the Grand Puba, the head muckity muck, the big chief, and tell him I would like to see him honor Jesus and sell his temples. There are starving children all over the world and if he is a Christian and the Saint he and his followers claim to be they will do as the Jesus would do and feed those children. “ I smiled and asked him did he have an appointment or was he just going to ride right up to the Temple Doors and walk in like Moses meeting the Pharaoh? I asked about his luck with the other churches and the Congress. He smiled and although none would contribute to the cause many people he had met along his journey did contribute and help in many ways.

I know the Mormon Church, “The Church of Jesus Christ the Latter Day Saints didn’t help or contribute either. I also know for the price of one of their Temples they could feed every hungry child in the world for a year or more. Just as I know that for the price of one battle tank our Government in the U.S. could feed every hungry family in the world for a year. I wonder when the big religions with the big pockets that claim to be doing the work of “God” or even more so the work of Jesus will become conscious and aware of what Jesus would want rather than the things they want.

As Doc was getting ready to ride the last mile or so to the Temple of “Mammon” I asked him how I could help other than writing this story. He smiled and said in his lifetime he had only met a few that would do the right thing and keep nothing for themselves as far as his contributions and his heart were concerned. Only one church had shown him the genuine desire to do as they said and would take the donations and do as intended keeping nothing and feeding the hungry children.

He has asked that you give from your heart and contribute as you can here:
Churchcommunitiesinternational.org
Maple ridge Community
10 Hellbrook Ln.
Ulster Park ,NY 12487
Thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two about an inspirational man his companions and his cause. Thank you as well for being the positive change our world so needs as you share your smiles and share your love, making our world a better place for all we share it with.
Namaste 

Changing, change and direction


Change… I started this blog as a way to share and express my thoughts in a positive way and create a positive flow of change in my life and in turn our world. It was my intention to share a little of my life story, as I experienced some contrast along my journey. I was a carpenter or working in some capacity as a construction worker for the majority of my adult life, I was raised and my foundation for my adult life was geared towards that by many circumstances. As a child my dreams were of many things other than being a carpenter, or digging ditches, yet coming from where I came that was the direction I was pushed to go. This blog and the writing of a few poems and writing a book sharing my life story was the beginning of a major change in my life, my perspective, my goals and my dreams as well.
On that note I am changing the direction of what I share slightly, baby steps… lol  I have been evolving as a human being and as a writer so it is time to start sharing in a different way and painting the picture I want to share as well as paint. Your thoughts become things and you create your reality, I have been creating my reality my whole life and as I change my perspective and my reality I choose to take the steps and make my dreams real. Writing is one of my passions and as they say if you do what you love you won’t work a day in your life. I am for change and pursuing my dreams becoming who I am, as the Law of Attraction dictates it, is when you do what you love, with passion the things you want are attracted to you.
The evolution of change so to speak is governed by the Universal law of Attraction. I have been studying many things over a lifetime and it seems to be more about self discovery over the last seven years. I was greatly inspired by the theory and practice of a Zen philosophy as well as quite intrigued with the various Eastern philosophies especially those of the Guru’s and Monks both of modern times and Ancient times. I did however notice my inner truth was somewhat different and my aspirations were of a similar yet different nature. Something was missing and just recently it all began to fall into place for me as I began to understand the similarities and differences in Eastern, Western and religious perspectives on self and the relationship of self in the Universe and in living life. I also realized that a state of Nirvana true inner peace is more than just Zen like peace of mind. From a state of inner peace and tranquility sometimes I found I would remove the fire of passion to pursue my true dreams and becoming who I want to be.
Paulo Coelho expressed the sentiment that I had been feeling as I observed and learned the ways of the Eastern mystics and Gurus that sat and meditated and prayed to find oneness and be who they were. To each his own as it should be, that is not my path I know that I have another purpose and gifts that I was given to be used and cherished. In his book “The Pilgrimage” I found one chapter quite profound and in it found a different perspective that helped me see a side of me that I was missing. His chapter was entitled “Personal Vices” and it is essentially a prayer in his written asking for the divine to have pity on those that basically choose not to follow and live their dreams and be who they are. My favorite line and the one that inspired me to change my perspective about inner peace being the ultimate state of being and embrace as well as know better my inner truth was this”Have pity on those who are fearful of taking up a pen, or paintbrush, or an instrument or tool because they are afraid someone has already done so better than they could and who feel themselves unworthy to enter the marvelous mansion of art. But have even more pity on those who having taken up the pen, or the paintbrush, or the instrument, or the tool, have turned inspiration into a paltry thing and yet feel they are better than others.”
I wanted to share these thoughts as I pick up the pen and the paintbrush knowing that my path and gifts are held within them. This is the beginning of a new chapter in my life and a new direction as I choose to follow my passion and write. I have started my new book and am beginning to write articles I intend to sell to magazines and newspapers about inspiring people and events. I will be sharing things from a new perspective in a new way leaving the past behind and sharing the things that inspire me to reach for the stars as well as the stories and people that inspire me to do so. From the state of inner peace I have learned to center my being and observe the direction of my heart allowing me to be passionate and love who I am and what I choose to do. Consciously aware that a fusion of various perspectives shared with me the knowledge that I may find wisdom and know where I choose to go and create the reality I choose to create allowing me to change in a positive way.  Thank you for allowing me to share some thoughts and perhaps a smile with you. Thank you as well for being the positive change our world so needs sharing your love and your smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with.
Namaste 

 

Fresh Start… A poem shared from a healed heart


Today is a new day a chance to start a new
A canvas fresh with a background, bright and baby blue
The composition one of me and what I choose to do
A beautiful scene, one I would like to share with you

The sun as it rises sharing warmth across the land of green
Showing the beauty of new life the first day it has ever seen
Reflecting off of the ocean its deep beauty the color aqua marine
Bringing to manifestation the reality of a dream

The day created is one of beauty, quite beyond compare
One of thoughts that from my heart I share
With each stroke of the brush on a day so fair
I paint the picture one of beauty that truly shows I care

Today is a new day a chance to begin a new
The canvas fresh with a background bright and baby blue
I paint a beautiful picture as the day I live through
A smile on my face as I share this day with you

Thank you for stopping by and allowing me to share a thought or two and perhaps a smile. I appreciate and am grateful for your time and want to thank you for being the positive change our world so needs. Please keep sharing your love and your smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with.

Namaste

🙂

70, 000 words … Homework? My last black cloud! :)


Six years and 70,000 words later, what I learned and what I gained from a book I wrote about black clouds and rain is, I have seen my last black cloud. The word count is an underestimate as is the amount of times I have written the book it was actually four times and three ways of writing the book to share a story. I even dabbled at it poetically, many people have encouraged me and I have spent much time not only writing and editing, I have been to coaching groups, coaches and sent samples to many friends. I would like to say thank you to all of those that have helped and shared thoughts and insight as well as encouragement.

I have composed an amazing reminder that I shall not open nor go any farther in creating… Funny how amazing I feel and how happy I am. I had breakfast with a good friend that had just read my latest revision of the book summary. He knew I was preparing a letter of inquiry to find an agent and get my book published. My fellow writing coaches were quite excited and quite looking forward to reading the letter and were anticipating my long awaited and hard work to be finished and published. I smiled as he asked was I done with the letter and did I want him to read it and share his thoughts.

I smiled as I told him I was done with the book, literally and thoroughly as I chose to not share that story. He smiled as I said it and laughed as shared one of his favorite quotes by Hunter S. Thompson the author of some of his favorite books. “When the going gets tough the weird turn pro” he said half laughing. I smiled and shared with him where I was and what I was feeling. My friend is a fellow writing mentor a good friend and an inspiration in many ways. He knows much about my spiritual side and journey as well as my life as it was and is. I told him that the last six years of writing re writing and hundreds of hours were a gift as they helped me learn to become a better writer.

Seven or so years ago I drew a Tarot spread with a spiritual reader, the basics of the spread were that I had to give up everything and then I would have abundance and prosper beyond my wildest dreams. I did give up or lose everything or so I thought and I had thought the prosperity and abundance would come as I wrote my book and told my story. Funny how what I really needed to give up was the story, every word I wrote every time I edited every time I re hashed my life was just like swimming upstream in a fast moving river. Working my ass off getting worn out and getting nowhere, living in a reality that I didn’t even want to be in trying to embrace the past and show what I had learned as I wrote about it and repeated it vicariously with 70,000 words. I did get stronger however and I did learn to appreciate the contrast, as I grew, I learned to crumple up the pages, gesso my canvas and paint a new picture.

While writing I have been doing what all the masters do and have done throughout time, reading and learning. For me I have been learning a spiritual path as well, something I was sharing in the book I was writing. The lessons I have been learning I am actually learning and knowing that it was time to let the book go… Like the homework I did in school it served its purpose and it is time to move forward. The spiritual lessons have shared that with me in a profound way as have all those hours writing, mentoring, coaching and being coached as a writer.

One of the ways I can express this from the heart is to share with you a lesson I learned as I taught a writer in a writing group. For two years a writer in this group has shared the same two chapters of his book. A very sad and depressing story to say the least, after 80 or so weeks of this I encouraged Joe to re write his book and this time before he started I asked him to tell me how the book he was writing now ended. He was quite bright when he said it ended with a happy ending he got published became a bestselling author got rich met a gorgeous lady and lived happily ever after on a tropical Island. I and the other group mentor challenged him to share the last two chapters or two fresh chapters of a new book painting that picture the next time he came to group. His first three paragraphs he shared at the next group meeting were the best thing I had seen him write and quite worthy of a best seller.


I have given some advice spiritually as well expressing that if things are so negative in your thoughts change the record. Play a different song paint a different picture, change the track think about something that makes you smile, think about breathing. As I was writing my letter to inquire and ask for representation from an agent I felt a smack on the back of my head. It was as if all the words of wisdom and all the things I had been studying came flowing through me. I knew it was time to take my own advice.

Thoughts become things, every invention everything that has ever been created started as a thought somewhere. The spiritual lessons and the time spent in meditation, divination, the study of the occult, the study of the Universe, the law of attraction the laws of nature and the adventure of living have shown me that everything gets where it is supposed to get to. The path of least resistance is the shortest path even if at times it seems the longest. It is easier to go around the rock than go over or through it, water flows down hill, the flower blooms when it is supposed to, the bird will fly when it is ready, the butterfly used to be a caterpillar and we as humans are capable of changing ourselves and our world with our thoughts and we do whether we believe we do or not. I have chosen not to fight the current and embrace the thoughts that will create the future I want not dwell in a past that I don’t want with thoughts that no longer serve me.

I would like to end this post with a thank you all for allowing me to share my thoughts and perhaps a smile. I am very grateful for the gift of sharing here with so many wonderful people it is a gift and honor to have the privilege of doing so. I am painting a new picture and as I do so my blog is sure to change with it as each stroke of the brush and the pen paint in a new perspective the things I wish to share. Thank you for being who you are and being the positive change our world so needs as you share your love and your smiles making our world a better place for all we share it with.
Namaste,

“Why Are Christians So…” (An Exercise That Will Break Your Heart)


I was intrigued by this post and found it quite thought provoking. A glimpse in the mirror of sorts for those who would ask why would people think that? Religion is the largest answer I would think.

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Churches should always be seeking to uncover the questions our culture is currently asking.  Those questions are extremely valuable in helping us meet people right where they are.

Here’s a quick and easy way to get a snapshot of the questions that are being asked about us as Christians.  Head over to the Google or Yahoo search page.  Type in “Why are Christians so” and don’t press enter.  Just look at the drop down menu of the top searches containing that phrase. This works best with Yahoo (The initial results are at the top of this article).  Now type in any letter of the alphabet after that phrase (the results for “a” and “s” are below).

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The overwhelming majority of those questions certainly don’t represent the Jesus I follow, the one in the bible, so what is going on?

For me this is incredibly heart breaking and I can’t help but…

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