Love in an Elevator (Not what you Think )

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Riding the elevator to work today, I had this incredible overwhelming sense of love for all aboard. I didn’t know their stories nor their backgrounds. I didn’t know if they were good people or ones with horrible wicked tendencies. There was just this feeling of camaraderie. A sense of we are in this together and not meaning the four walls of the elevator.

We all shared one experience for sure. Birth. We were born into the world. Pure. Then everything became different. Vastly different for each one of us.

Life catapulted us forward. Some to privilege. Some straight into a path of suffering. But like birth, one thing we still experience together that’s the same is life force. A beating heart.

Because we breathe, we are worthy. Worthy of respect. Even the worst of us.

I felt an overwhelming desire that just that one day if possible even the not so deserving would have a good day. A peaceful one. One of hope. One of clarity. A day where the road was easier. The sun would shine a little warmer on their face.

It didn’t cost me anything.

I stepped off the elevator a lot richer.

Love you all
xoxo

School of You

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We Graduate with PhDs.

We have our Masters.

Diplomas.

Certificates.

We can Save Lives.

Cure Disease.

Trailblaze.

Create New Inventions.

But if Asked the Question…

What Makes You Happy?

What Inspires You?

What are your Passions?

What are your Biggest Fears?

Where do you want to Be in Five Years?

What do you want to Achieve in Your Life Time?

What do you want your Life Resume to Say at 80?

Many of Us are Stumped.

We haven’t taken the time to Study Ourselves.

Haven’t discovered Our Uniqueness.

Our Purpose.

We have Never Attended the School of You.

Sign Up. Take the Course. Do the Work.

It’s the Best Investment.

There’s Only One You.

Become an Expert of You.

xoxo

Tallen, Like the Eagle’s Talon

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I Have A Friend, Tallen.

Many Years My Junior.

Raised By a Meth Addict.

Fought his Way through School.

Not to Be Aggressive. But to Merely Survive.

He worked in the Mailroom By Day.

University Studies at Night.

Working Tirelessly on his Law Degree.

His Girlfriend has Four Children.

A Victim of Domestic Abuse.

He Fathers them Tenderly.

Speaks of Her with so much Respect.

I love Tallen.

As the Talon of An Eagle Holds Onto It’s Prey…

So Does Tallen.

He’s Driven. Tenacious.

But, In His Presence, one Feels Like the Eagle.

He makes you Feel Strong. Able for Anything.

He even Feels like the Wind under your Wing.

Thanks for Stopping By the Office, Tallen. Thanks for the Updraft.

I Love You.

xoxo

A Rebellious Heart

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Pick Your Rebelling…

Rebel Against Complacency.

Cliché Living.

Negativity.

Doomsday and Fear.

Fight Against Bitterness.

Against Apathy.

Shame and Regret.

War Against Jealousy.

Against Competition and Strivings.

Gossip and Slander.

Pick a Fight…

Fight Boredom.

Triviality and Smallness.

Go to War…

War Against the Dark.

In the Deepest Chambers of Your Mind.

Fight the Good Fight. War a Good Warfare. Have a Rebellious Heart.

xoxo

Uncomplicated Complexity

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We all want to Uncomplicate our Lives. Simplify. Create Order.

Get on our A Game.

What if our Complexity is what Makes Us Beautiful?

One Day We Rock.

The Next Day We Hide Under It.

One Day we Purge.

The Next Day we Impulse Buy.

One Day we Slay Dragons.

The Next Day we Are The Dragon.

One Day we Weep from Grief.

The Next Day we Cause It.

One Day we Aspire to be Artists.

The Next Day we Crave Type A Qualities.

One Day we Crave the Zest of Youth.

The Next Day we Crave the Quietness of the Elderly.

Everything about Us is Plastic. Ever Changing. Ever Evolving.

To Me, That’s the Cool Part.

I’ve come to Love My Complexity. We are a Sum of Vibrating Atoms. Ever Changing. So is Everything and Every One Around Us.

So Yes, I can do My Best to Create Order.

But I think for the Most Part, I’ll Just Embrace The Chaos.

I Find It Beautiful.

And You, My Friend Are Beautiful.
xoxo

I Am…

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Because of “I Am”…

I Am Strong.

I Am Able.

I Am Peaceful.

I Am Patient.

I Am Joyful.

I Am Loving.

I Am Wise.

I Am Enough.

If I Am…

Weak. Unable. Anxious. Impatient. Irritable. Unkind.

I Find My Way Back to Jehovah.

To His Throne.

Til He is My “I Am” Again.