Happiness is a Choice...

Historic week passing... brighter days ahead!

As my gaze meets the sky, thoughts of limitless living cross my mind. A time in my life where I'm completely happy just "being." Many around me seem to be experiencing days, nights, weeks, months - even years of suffering. As I empathize with a few up close and many from a distance, I wonder why God has placed me in the center of all this heartache. Though, I am not questioning God, my human-like nature wonders how I've arrived here.

So I begin to ponder... Brain digging deeper. Heart pounding lightly. I'm listening closely. And though the message isn't yet clear, I've arrived at the focal point. I've arrived at a place of understanding. You see, in life I believe we have choices... Some choose to live in happiness, some choose to live in peace. Others choose to live in sadness and many choose to live in anger. I'm no judge, but all of a sudden I get why I'm in the middle. Not quite sure why you're surrounding me. But the choice I made to BE HAPPY has become my reality.

No life isn't exactly how I envisioned it at the age of 10. But somehow, right now, I am well. Oh now I get it... God has placed the yous' around me, in an effort to show how grateful I should be. Sometimes my pride interferes with my grace and glory isn't given to HE who deserves. Well, as of today, I will work harder to acknowledge my blessings and to share those blessings with others.

I would like you to know, happiness is a choice! Given anything you want in this world, without innate appreciation, acceptance and joy, you'll arrive at this very place. One of the guiding truths of life - We are all the causes of our own effects. Happiness is a choice! Be sure to choose wisely...

Complications with Life Itself

As I shut my eyes, my face slowly touched the pillow. In the matter of seconds, I began to feel other parts of my body shutting down… Breathing is no longer second nature. I realize my breath has been compromised. Clogged pipes are not allowing breaths of fresh air to flow freely. On a quest for fresh air, I take shorter breaths and adjust my bodily position. To no avail, complications persist. I pray, I panic, I sob, on a quest for a good nights’ rest.

A wonderful day unfolded into an amazing evening and now the amazing evening transpires into a late night… a night where my health is in question. My mind races to figure out what can be done to shake this cough. All in the name of rest! Yes, I want to live a healthy life. BUT what’s health without rest I ask?

Well to my dismay, “Sleep is the cousin of death.” Tonight this rang so true. Though I don’t feel as if God wants this life to come to an end, my congested chest has made every second a struggle. Myyyy, how I took breathing fore granted. The simplest form of being has become the most challenging fight for survival. As I inhale, I pray for the day, the second, the moment when my chest opens and the breath of life enters in its purest form.

Save me! I would love to breathe again….

Remember?

Remember those thoughts of last week? Remember those thoughts becoming things??? Well, the thought of today, as of last night, was a thought of a good day. Again, "thoughts become things." Today has proven itself already. A good day has begun!

As I recline in the seat I claim for the next 8.5 hours, I get cozy with the idea of being here for the better part of the day. While that literally confines me to a box, a box the size of a cubicle, my energy pushes past my reality. I think of today as a day of exploration. A day to see what else is out there for me. I begin with thoughts of finishing some writing assignments from Spring semester's "Writing for Magazines" class. I then float to my next great read. And then i resort to providing for others what I love for self...

Have U thought about viewing, analyzing, browsing, reading my words on paper? If it's a thought and you and I know thoughts become things, hmmmm.... this may be reality. Today is a beautiful day. Good vibes, good energy, good suiting, good karma, good food, good sunshine, good weather, good commute, good friends. Something GREAT will become of the all the good combined. Ok ok, I'm babbling. Just throwing words in this given frame. I'm done (for now), but I shall return...

Seen but not often heard...

Seen but not often heard... I arise this morning with many thoughts. Thoughts of last nites' thoughts. Simple yet complex thoughts... Thoughts of sleeping later than usual. Thoughts of a nonobligatory day. Thoughts... Thoughts of what to wear. Thoughts of the September-like temps in the month of August.

As they say, thoughts become things! And with so much on the brain, I somehow encountered a woman... A woman refusing to silence her thoughts. With more thoughts brewing, I began to wonder what made this woman crazy. The thoughts to follow intensified. The loud outburst from the seat across interrupted my reading. And of course, losing focus on the words jumping from the page created more thoughts. As I analyzed and wondered about the shouts echoing throughout the train car, I take a different stance on how I viewed this thought provoking woman. Perhaps I had no reason to think she was insane. If I decided to use my outside voice to project inner thoughts, I'd probably be viewed as crazy myself. But you know the craziest thought of it all... with my thoughtful voice silenced... this woman is probably more sane than "I." During the 20 minute train ride, she's managed to get all her inner thoughts off her brain and into the universe.

Thoughts become things... and with the release of inner thoughts, sanity is awarded, approved, granted! WOW.. that woman probably feels as if the world was lifted off her shoulders. And here I am, judging her level of sanity. As I exit the car, there are a million and one thoughts brewing... Thoughts that I'll have to deal with today, tomorrow, just because the thought of sanity negates the act of insanity... Thoughts... and funny enough, I'm still thinking!

Hear my voice... I'm speaking out loud.

Joy Comes in the Morning...

Joy comes in the morning... this statement rings so true. Only in the morning would I be able to laugh about a woman who decided to sit next to me on the bus and her fragrance wreaked of cat and Spanish food. WOW Joy really does come in the morning....

As I laughed and got off to the start of my day, I turned up the volume, jamming to Lil' Weezy. Great energy, good spirits and a cool easy going mood. Today will be a good day!

Wishing you a good day as well (*_*) Time to get to work! Ttys...

Night Vision...

As I close my eyes and dream of dreaming... I realize that tomorrow is a new day. A fresh start. I can look @ the world through a new lens. My life has just begun!

So as I lay I smile at the newness of tomorrow and bask in the joy, the quiet echo of tonite. The most peaceful times of the day has all to do with my eyes. The process of opening and closing... Simplistic power of the infant-like act.

I'd give anything to bring such peace to my life entirely. As I smile, I recognize the power in opening and closing, laying and rising... My eyes, my mind, my ♥ and my soul. Good nite to U! We shall meet again in the a.m.

As the World Turns...

I ask, where am I? Where should i go? Undecided on what directions to choose, which way to look... I sit still for a while to figure out this life (I identify as mine). I use MINE, but with all the choices, I find myself confined to doing what I have to do, so I can do what I'd like to do. Is that enough to label my life as that which belongs to others?

Well not really. I can do all I want to do, if willing to sacrifice and deal with the consequence of MY decisions. This circle of life is interesting. As U get to where U thought you wanted to be, the excitement of it all is released. And by the end of the month, things seem so systematic, mundane, repetitive, again. Is it me? Is it the spirit of an explorer that calls for so much more in life? Many are happy just where they are. Me... I'm happy by nature, but those unspoken things in life that makes my heart tick have fallen by the waist side.

I dream to live life with passion. To live life with a purpose. To explore & discover the true me. Live life in laughter. Everyday is a new day, so as I rise tomorrow I shall conquer the mission of the day. A new day! A day to be viewed differently than yesterday. A daily mission. Does this make me a missionary? Well call it what U want, I am out to discover. In the circle/cycle that seems so systematic, if I can get my mind to evolve from familiarity, I shall be in a better place today, tomorrow and forever.

Live in adventure. There's only one live to live. The only variable equal across the board is how U choose to live it! Live life in love and laughter.

Puttie is back!