Pots of gold through pain

We wait for pots of gold to collide with the practice of pain. I am in the midst of it, we say, there should be something for this chaos , this mess, that I can't seem to rectangle myself from. This upset. This is madness we shriek, it's not fair. Who told you, that life plays fair. Many of us come out of the womb thinking that life is a fair battlefield, that someone else's chaos is separate to yours. We watch the news, click the screen off, it's faraway, it's distant. Truth is, we are all connected. To even up the score , to play your own makestic round, I will say what I say time and again, use your mind. The mind is the most powerful asset in the world, utilise your time. You and a millionaire, a billionaire have one thing in common, this is a message that someone else taught me. You have 24 hours. 24 hours. How will you use your 24 hours, how will you use that time? What questions do you ask? What problems do you solve? If you slip into a mighty depression and simply believe you are the problem.....this is a problem. You have a purpose, train your mind to find it, and face the challenges that come with it.

The promise

I leave with haste
Somebody new came for you
The snap of a branch
The whisper of a cold autumn breeze
Chill of ice as winter tiptoes near
Lend me your scarf
My Island Jezebel
I remember days
When you were smoke and mirrors
Curling in the wind
Afraid of your own reflection
Lend me an ear
Let me whisper the promise
Of the freedom we've crawled into
Rock you awake
Be your Lullabye
Pigeon toed
As you stand a strict march
Let the scent of your perfume
Rest upon my lips
As I nestle soft lips 
Closer to the stem
Of my long necked swallow
And let me praise you
For Oysters love
Pearls that keep them

The Forever Child

The Open door
Of thoughts we've seen
but once before
We search for our future
Quest for ourself
In this time
There is nothing left
But the trident thoughts
which betray our minds
the sleepless shadow
wandering blind
Reflections which
our eyes see with contempt
As we hearken painfully descent
I was Horizon once before
Again i will
I'll stake my claim
For on this land
I write my name
Glory rests here
It is the promise
of the Forever child.

High Tide

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High tide;
The moon has sighed;
Destiny is at your side,
Confusion whispers;
Sweet nothings,
Conversations only god should hear
Then I sit
Or I stand here
Double checking the promise of
Thoughts left behind ,
Where are all your marbles,
In this life;
The ink is slick and wet;
I quirk my brow
I am perplexed
For it is high tide;
And the moon
Bellows
For I am a child once more.

Injuring insecurity:Holding unto your joy

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Every corner you turn there's always someone trying to tell you the ten steps, the twenty steps and onwards to build your self esteem. It's gratifying at the time, and you feel as though your taking positive action....yet, I wonder if someone can actually tell you how to be who you are. We have to face ourselves, lack of self esteem is about fear of rejection , feeling inadequate and sometimes alienated. Someone should have told us that from the day your born till the day you die, there will always be someone who doesn't like you for who you are. Someone who may act cruel or gossip, or humiliate. Someone whose felt so inadequate for so long, they feel good tearing other people down. You will need to face your fears, you may even have to suck it up. Damaged but not destroyed. Your still breathing, standing, and if your strong smiling. Time is a great healer, who also reminds us of who we are. Build on those positive building blocks. Stand firm in who you are, grow, and remember, your here for a reason. Your pain may push you towards your promise. Use it, channel it, and move forward. We live once, we deserve to live positive, happy lives. Dont let anybody steal your joy. Joy is infectious. Joy is attractive, it will draw people to you.

Taking on the talk

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" People are always talking about you. You just don't always hear what their saying, " those are the famous words of Joel Osteen. It's hard work not letting the critics condemn our lives. It's tough. I went to a business networking event recently and completely choked. The fear of the gossips and what they would have to say about me, didn't keep me frozen in fear....it did worse than that. A belly deep panic began to rise in me, until I could barely breathe. I'd had a vision of myself being a smoothe mover and shaker, but because I felt like the cat amongst the pigeons, fear held me by the nostrils. You know what you say at a time like that. You remind yourself that there's always the next time. Not with arrogance, but with hope. You'll work out the kinks and prepare yourself for the glory of the next time. Mistakes are results within themselves. We learn and we pray we do better.

Dont kick yourself when your down.Instead dust yourself off and try again. Practice will make you more precise. It will build confidence, it will make you better, don't kick yourself, because you didn't orchestrate things to a precise plan. So you were nervous, you were scared, there's always the next time. Promise yourself that you will practice so next time you will perform better