finerside's Blog

 I am a force of nature.

I channel my thoughts into the universe to fulfill my desires---to mold me

I am powerful and a child of nature---I am connected

I am not afraid to stand with arms outstretched in the wind and the rain to absorb life's  energy. 

 For in this energy the force of God enters my soul and becomes my source of inspiration.

I heal the sick, give strength to the weak, comfort my children--

I lay down upon the earth, open my loins and bring forth life.

I am a woman---

Fear-

Kept hidden far beyond my dreams and fond memories-

often enters with dread felt as he sits upon my shoulder

and endlessly plaques.... my soul.

His intrusions into sacred places

where my children play and dreams are made-

threatens devastation....lest my wary eyes stumble.

He often points to my reflection

of faded youth as years speed by--

and reminds me how soon is loneliness with death lingering near

to snatch me away forgotten.....as if I never was.

Hopscotch,baseball cards-

Ice cream cones and lazy summer days-

Butterflies, crickets, catching frogs...and fishin'

Green grass ticklin' dirty toes-

Lickem' sticks and Skittles-

Hide 'n seek, looney tunes-

Bandaids, stitches and fairytales.

Santa Claus, Easter baskets-

Baby dolls and G.I. Joes-

Slip 'n slide and smelly sneakers--

Bubble gum, pigtails and tinkertoys.............

                                 All brief whispers of time gone past.

As you wake each morning and open your eyes-

Do you think about new beginnings--

Or do the voices call you back .......again?

When you look in the mirror, tell me-

What do you find?

Is it emptiness and waste--

Or does illusion blind your eyes.......again?

While you stumble in darkness-

And hide from the truth-

Addiction secretly guides your way to the other side-

Where you will never be coming back.......again

Forget----- if you can                                                    

Memories we made, when we were young-

Of Lazy summer days with warm sun on our faces-

Grass beneath barefeet and cool raindrops on our lips...

                                                          Do you remember?

Forget-----if you can

Happiness we shared when we were young-

Favorite games we played, silly songs we sang-

Melodies we danced to, each other we laughed at...

                                                    Do you remember?

Forget-----if you can-

Dreams we chased when we were young-

Friendships we made with a chance to belong-

A future to build and a taste of life's cup...

                                                 Do you remember?

Forget----- if you can-

Promises we made when we were young-

Endless love to give and happiness to share-

The world to transform and a difference  to make...

                                                   Do you remember?

Saturday mornings are my favorite. It is the morning that I can get up early or choose to sleep late. There are no boundaries--no deadlines to met. I usually get up early and such was the case this morning. With a hot cup of coffee in my hand and a blanket, I head to the porch. It is still dark. I sit in my chair and close my eyes. Listening for the sounds of the world waking up. In this moment--the universe leaves the old behind and the new begins. In this moment, I ask of  the universe and myself the desires that I seek for that day.  In this moment, I am inspired to begin a new day!