Behind the Veil

yuris-alhumaydy-660577-unsplash5665312828898458491.jpgLife goes on regardless of the difficult moments we endure

So don’t wallow in self pity

Don’t hide your face behind the veil of your sunshine.

Shed the darkness, the disorder, the confusion of your mind which is entangled in a nest of depressive thoughts which robs you of the beauty of life.

The fire, passions which resides within is contained yet yearning to break forth.

However it is quelched, subdued by the moods which seek to keep you suppressed and feeding off of the darkness that hides within the crevices of your mind.

Scream out, break free of the dark clouds which keeps you in a state of despair.

Climb out of the shadows which keeps you in a perpetual state of decay where you’re fighting for your very soul.

Dreading each day due to the heaviness which consumes your time and keeps you awake at night.

After the dark of night is daylight bursting forth to feed your very soul. It’s a new day full of countless possibilities.

Don’t get caught up in the rat race, trapped in a sea of forgetfulness.

Lost in a maze, fighting to escape everyday life.

Get out from hiding behind the veil in that zombie like state…

Life has meaning..

Seek and you will find your sense of belonging,

There is more to life than you are allowing in at the present.

Peace and happiness will arrive at your doorstep if you let go of the past and move on to the future.

Time will set you free….

 

 

 

 

This was so unexpected

 

Why do we encounter such tragedies and unhappy moments in this life?

There is always something going on and it’s not always good news. The lessons we learn on our journey can be  satisfying and others extremely painful. 

I was in the hospital recently visiting my dad, who has serious difficulties. Dad is 88 years of age and is not in good condition. It breaks my heart to see what he’s going through.

SIMPLY TRAGIC

This was so unexpected to his family….

Having said that, next to my father is a 25 year old young man who is suffering  with brain injuries from a motorcycle accident. He has no chance of surviving.

I can’t imagine what his family is experiencing. On one hand my dad has lived a long time by today’s standard. It saddens me that his life is hanging in the balance.😪

Then I look at this young man whose life is shortened in one quick moment. As a mom it breaks my heart to see his life ending so abruptly.

He has so much living ahead of him and the ups and downs of this life is sweeping it all away.

Only by the power of prayer and a miracle will he be able to walk out of that hospital. But his prognosis is serious.

Life is a battle at times and no matter how much we try, unfortunately we can’t escape from what may come our way.

The battle is real and we are at the forefront of it everyday not knowing when it will rare its ugly head. We must fight and never give up to the unpredictability of this life.

All we can do is try to live our best, be at our best and let God take care of the rest. Why? 

That’s because we are not in control of things that are unseen. We have no idea what the future holds for any of us. 

On a positive note, be thankful, praise God in spite of life’s mysteries. Trust God regardless of the circumstances.

Give God thanks and praise as you go through the storms of life and the ability to overcome the difficult times.

Thank him also for the special people he’s placed in  all of our lives and for the time we were given to share together.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flow like a River

nathan-anderson-375926-unsplashI sat in a park by a river one day,

and looked at the skies and started 

to pray. I believe we’re not here to act the fool,

to live a life breaking too many rules.

But to flow as a river with it’s twists and turns

Rushing, upon many rocks, getting purified,

Each day we try to change and learn.

To live a life which continues to flow,

One step at a time, that’s how we all grow.

A river flows into a lake you see,

And people into a sea of humanity.

Pat Fagan

 

 

 

 

 

Monday Morning Blues


Here we go again

Sunday was such a beautiful day especially this time of the year.

The sun was shining, birds was singing and it was such a warm and refreshing day.

I was extremely inspired to do something anything but sit home.

People are much nicer this time of the year.

After all it’s spring…

This season brings out the best in people and it shows.

There are many cars on the road causing slower traffic movements.

But who cares…it’s Sunday, time to go out and have some fun.

Wow, how time flys..

Pretty soon you’re prepping for the inevitable..

The Monday morning blues. It’s time to get back to work or school or anything in between.

I don’t know what it is about Monday’s that just makes my jaws drop.

You go from a Friday high to a Monday low.

The thought of resetting your life back to one of working for the next few days on a job that is mediocre at best makes my skin crawl.

Don’t worry I’m working on that aspect of my life…seriously all kidding aside…

You should to if you’re not happy where you are…

Know where you are going and have a plan.

Live your passion and maybe Mondays will inspire your dreams rather than crippling your thinking.

That’s the great motivator to improving the quality of your life.

By Tuesday you’re set in you’re groove and you’re great. Ready to put your pedal to the metal.

You’re already prepping for the next weekend…

Thank God it’s only a few hours before your day is finally over.

Here’s to Tuesday….

Hidden Scars

We wear a mask upon our face.

A heart filled with stories,

Life experiences that’s kept secret.

Hidden…Private

As we peer into a mirror

A face appears with eyes intent

On hiding behind a mask

Of imperfections of a body and soul

Damaged by life’s struggles.

Scarred…

Revealing an emptiness of silence

Shh…

Which keeps us from speaking

About our life’s secrets

Afraid of judgment and consequences

We are broken and held hostage.

Revealing a shadow of a person,

A human being with hidden scars.

Held in a prison of mindless thoughts

Of past mistakes and regrets

That paralyzes the mind

Remaining in that secret place

Of excess baggage….

Never wanting anyone to discover

The mask which conceals our real identity.

Secrets occupies a space in the corner

Of ones mind under lock and key

With a sign knock but do not enter.

Fragments whispered to a trustworthy soul.

Restrained, but never really

Revealing the full complexity

Of a life scarred by negative experiences.

Which boggled and transformed the mind.

Trapped in a world of misconceptions

Masquerading…..

Wearing different disguises, at different times

Stuck in the past of perceptions

A reality….more like a nightmare

Concealed, tucked away and hopefully  forgotten.