The Naked Truth

My naked truth is I am tired of pretending to be somebody that others have me out to be and I am definitely tired of living this corporate lie. All things will be changing in a blink of an eye. I am putting aside all my big corporate purchases for the next 6 months. Focusing on what will reward me going forward for being loyal and well informed. It is so much more than signing up to peddle a product, this is my belief, this is my life. The monetary rewards that I may obtain in doing so I am feeding back into my community. I want to love on those small business that show me love so I can help feed their souls and their communities. Why buy a cheap tawdry piece of plastic made in a factory out of China or I can purchase some lovingly formed epoxy made by a soul on fire. This is my dream and how I want to begin living my life. Feed the hearts that feed mine so we can begin to heal in the process.

Open and Pure

So maybe exercising my mind is trivial and I don’t need to dive into the lives of others that have happened before I was ever born. What would prove to be more beneficial?  Getting to a place where I can bench press my body weight or trying to understand the torturous life path that others were faced to endure? Is there more value in trying to understand why some would take the lives of others in their hands and crush them to dust in their palms?

Fearful by Love

It’s like in that one single moment you have no idea where your body ends and theirs begins. You can’t breathe, think, move or do anything. Angels saved me from indulging in the only truly love I have ever known. Say what you will about angels but I feel them everyday. They remind me what would be lost if I would have lost my mind and heart that night.  Destiny has a way of nudging you in the right direction.

Last Words to my Grandma

It’s not the existing in a time where you are no longer. We all know that this is the cycle that we all endure. My question is just in the wondering what happened to you. Who were you and what did your life mean to you? There is going to come a time in somebody else’s life where they are going to wonder the same about me. I wonder if there is enough recorded to appease the curiosity.