"I'm loosing my hair, does anyone care?"
Oh panda- how you entertain me and humor my mind. Lula you are so talented. Loosing a handful of my wavy blond hair a day and strengthening my inner health, yet negative mentalities comes back hourly to bight me in the butt. I am an emotional waterfall- roaring, raging, beautiful, cold, inspirational, while falling from reality at every tick of the second hand of the grandfather clock in the house of memories I run from so often.
But when I embrace my past, the decisions, choices, character, sins, and morals- only then can I grow deeper and become taller- healing my soul and loving every part of myself. Gifts abound and loving kindness comes from the words written in the love book of God. Spiritual enlightenment comes from knowledge of God not souly from self knowledge. For God created light and creates light in my situations, decisions, and future- and when I open my eyes to realize this life then and only then does this enlightenment of my condition arrive. Then I can see myself clearly through God's eyes and in God's light.
I love to help others with a task. Lifting a piano, cleaning a room, helping with dinner, or sharing some advice or and encouraging word. I love to feel needed and cared about and when I can express myself through speaking words, writing, dancing, music, decorating, or picking out my fashion statements. That's why I didn't want my mom picking out my clothes when I was little. Because I didn't know how to talk and express myself in any other way besides putting my feelings into material form so people could see and observe. It was vital for me.
That's why when I knew how to express through words, my friend I chose were good listeners who made strong eye contact. That's why when traveling I feel out of sorts when I am not talking to people, not journaling, and not blogging. I must express, create, and absorb in all around me. I can relate with the child's mind so much, for we share the same philosophy. I don't ever want to be a "grown up-" one who lives for food, work, and the daily soap operas- their life is like a dry old flower resembling a world of forgotten beauty, no longer thirsty, lacking vigor and imagination.
That is so unattractive and opposite to my longingness and passion for being one an intimate with nature, god, and to share the connection in the pleasure of a child's smile.
I still like pop, rap, rock, Hannah Montana, and dream in Disney technowonder. I still get ink all over my hand, mango on my face, and dance like the sinus node to You are Loved by Josh Groban. I am equally passionate and indecisively mad at the idea of America- such beauty in freedom and opportunities. Surly the freedom doesn't come from the government or education or money, but the single freedom of choice- to believe in something bigger than yourself and realize humanity has value, purpose and is not just a beating heart, or ticking time bomb.
We are all creatively and beautifully, individually 100 percent different. Aliens on this earth searching for a country on earth that doesn't exist- It's architect and designer is God.
So forever- as long as this life is concerned, I will be a wander driven by faith, breathing hope and enjoying the vast beauty of the people God has created. Each individually different, and unique working in unison like one heart beat.
Surly I will continue on with mountaineering, exploring, traveling, and illuminating my soul in the wonderful, tender-mercies of my Lord and Savior- Jesus Christ.
You are Loved: Josh Groben: Embrace the Truth.
Oh panda- how you entertain me and humor my mind. Lula you are so talented. Loosing a handful of my wavy blond hair a day and strengthening my inner health, yet negative mentalities comes back hourly to bight me in the butt. I am an emotional waterfall- roaring, raging, beautiful, cold, inspirational, while falling from reality at every tick of the second hand of the grandfather clock in the house of memories I run from so often.
But when I embrace my past, the decisions, choices, character, sins, and morals- only then can I grow deeper and become taller- healing my soul and loving every part of myself. Gifts abound and loving kindness comes from the words written in the love book of God. Spiritual enlightenment comes from knowledge of God not souly from self knowledge. For God created light and creates light in my situations, decisions, and future- and when I open my eyes to realize this life then and only then does this enlightenment of my condition arrive. Then I can see myself clearly through God's eyes and in God's light.
I love to help others with a task. Lifting a piano, cleaning a room, helping with dinner, or sharing some advice or and encouraging word. I love to feel needed and cared about and when I can express myself through speaking words, writing, dancing, music, decorating, or picking out my fashion statements. That's why I didn't want my mom picking out my clothes when I was little. Because I didn't know how to talk and express myself in any other way besides putting my feelings into material form so people could see and observe. It was vital for me.
That's why when I knew how to express through words, my friend I chose were good listeners who made strong eye contact. That's why when traveling I feel out of sorts when I am not talking to people, not journaling, and not blogging. I must express, create, and absorb in all around me. I can relate with the child's mind so much, for we share the same philosophy. I don't ever want to be a "grown up-" one who lives for food, work, and the daily soap operas- their life is like a dry old flower resembling a world of forgotten beauty, no longer thirsty, lacking vigor and imagination.
That is so unattractive and opposite to my longingness and passion for being one an intimate with nature, god, and to share the connection in the pleasure of a child's smile.
I still like pop, rap, rock, Hannah Montana, and dream in Disney technowonder. I still get ink all over my hand, mango on my face, and dance like the sinus node to You are Loved by Josh Groban. I am equally passionate and indecisively mad at the idea of America- such beauty in freedom and opportunities. Surly the freedom doesn't come from the government or education or money, but the single freedom of choice- to believe in something bigger than yourself and realize humanity has value, purpose and is not just a beating heart, or ticking time bomb.
We are all creatively and beautifully, individually 100 percent different. Aliens on this earth searching for a country on earth that doesn't exist- It's architect and designer is God.
So forever- as long as this life is concerned, I will be a wander driven by faith, breathing hope and enjoying the vast beauty of the people God has created. Each individually different, and unique working in unison like one heart beat.
Surly I will continue on with mountaineering, exploring, traveling, and illuminating my soul in the wonderful, tender-mercies of my Lord and Savior- Jesus Christ.
You are Loved: Josh Groben: Embrace the Truth.
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