The Bumpy Road

It seems that every time I turn on the television, read the newspaper, or just simply walk into the grocery store, I am constantly being reminded of our terrible economy, the terrible world economy, and the current bailout solution. People have lost and are losing their jobs. No one can really find a job. People have unfortunately lost money. All of this is very unfortunate, and very sad.

What inspired me was a woman who lost her money and her home, yet...despite how badly it hurt her to lose the things she comfortably owned, she knew she was still alive and had to survive, and so she picked herself up and continued to live life the best she could.

Many people have had the displeasure of living like this for years. They are the homeless and less fortunate people so many of us have simply passed by and forgotten. And they have survived. It has been hard and depressing, but they have survived.

Sometimes, when the light is constantly shining...you don't see all the things you're supposed to see. You think you do, but you don't. But when it is dark, you can see all the simple things about life that you passed by while the light was shining brightly. When life becomes complicated, you long for the simple things; you appreciate the simple things.

It's not the time to lose hope. It's the time to increase it. Traveling on the golden road does not teach you about hope. It does not test your strength or your faith, and is only one path in life. The other is the bumpy road, the unfortunate road we all have to travel and sometimes, yeah, it's unfair in places. It's the road that makes us think a little more about hope. It's the road that shows us our inner strength. It's the road that tests our faith.

It's not the time to give up. It's the time to get back up and survive. It's the time to take all that has happened to you and use it to positively educate others.

You can do it. We can do it.

God bless!

Sorry

I apologize for not being an avid blogger, so most of the posts beneath this one are old. I'll think of something new as soon as I can!

I AM THANKFUL FOR:

On this Thanksgiving Day, I want to take the time to share with you what I am thankful for.

There was a time that I thought I wouldn't even make it to this day. There was a time I didn't want to. I thank God that He changed my heart, and allowed me to make it here. I am thankful for my friends and my family. They have made me laugh in times when I thought I couldn't. I am thankful just to have someone to love and to have someone to love me. I am thankful to have food to eat, clothes to wear, and a place to live and I certainly pray for those who are less fortunate--May God bless them! I am thankful just to be able to smile, and for the very simple things in my life like my yellow labrador retriever, Colby. I am thankful for every lesson I have learned, because I believe each one has made me a stronger person. I am thankful to be a poet, and to be able to share and spread inspiration, and I pray that my journey will grow and that I will always be able to do this until my last day on this earth. I am thankful for every person that decides to influence this world in a positive way. I am thankful for the soldiers who risk their lives to keep me safe. I am thankful for the good memories of the past, the good times in my present, and the wonderful times that will come in my future. I am thankful for life.

Nothing Less

The Poetic Journey on my site is going rather slowly. When I removed the other poems I had, the plan was to just replace them with older poems I had written in the past. But then, I really really wanted the journey to be brand new--and writing new poetry is not happening quickly.

There are many poets/writers who can sit down and write something every day. I stopped doing that because whenever I tried that, it would feel and sound forced. So, my personal writing style became just waiting for the proper inspiration to come. I don't feel that makes me less passionate about writing. I feel that whatever I write should first feel right within myself, so that when it is shared with you....you won't feel some forced thought, but pure and honest emotion. Some poets/writers can do that in their everyday writing and some can't. Whichever way is just fine because all poets/writers have different styles and personal opinions.

However, I do try to use poetry in a certain way almost every day. It could be just welcoming people to my site, or reading the poetry/writing other people have written, or just posting something I've already written to another site. I try not to let poetry/writing go to waste.

So, here I am trying to create a brand new poetic journey!!! It will most likely take several months, but I want to feel the pure and honest emotion within myself and that's what I want to share with you. Nothing less.

It's a Jungle Out There

Sometimes things just happen to totally blow your mind. I got on the internet to check my email when I started reading about an act of pure hatred and evil so far out of the reach of comprehension that it just seemed impossible. I mean, you're not safe anywhere anymore. You can't say to yourself "Well, I know where evil dwells and what it looks like." Evil hearts dwell everywhere in every form. You just don't know anything for sure anymore. Despite this, you just have to go on with life anyway. It reminds me of the theme song to the television show Monk--"It's a jungle out there."

God help us.

Me, A Blogger?

I am not a blogger.

The truth is, I just have a blog to get out the thoughts that really don't go with anything else I am thinking. It helps to relieve the chaos in my mind. As far as sitting down to write a professional sounding blog, or being an avid blogger--I am not that. It's just that not every thought I want to share comes to me as poetry, so I have to put it to use somewhere else. I really admire bloggers though. They can tell about their lives or just any everyday experience just like they're talking to you face to face. I can't do that. This is really as good as it gets for me when it comes to blogging.

The Old Way of Doing Things.

Since writers have the opportunity to simply go to their computers and bring up whatever writing program they use--it would seem that the writing world would be easier.

Well, not for me.

There have been times I went to my computer, brought up Microsoft Word and just started typing away. However, there are times when I just sit there staring at a blank screen hoping that some little fragment of a thought will come to mind. Oftentimes, nothing does. I just pass it off as writer's block and go on about my day.

But then I noticed something.

Shortly after staring hopelessly into the empty space of the computer screen, I gave up and sat down in a quiet place with a pen and paper. Suddenly, while staring at the blankness of that piece of paper, all kinds of imaginative thoughts came to mind. What is it about the piece of paper and pen that becomes so intriguing to a poet's mind? What magic does it have that a computer doesn't?

Perhaps one day, I will have an answer for that.