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| George W. Ferrie 8/3/1954-10/31/2017 I'm gonna live forever I'm gonna cross that river I'm gonna catch tomorrow now You're gonna wanna hold me Just like I always told you You're gonna miss me when I'm gone Nobody here will ever find me But I always be around Just like the songs I leave behind me I'm gonna live forever now You fathers and you mothers Be good to one another Please try to raise your children right Don't let the darkness take 'em Don't make 'em feel forsaken Just lead them safely to the light When this old world has blown us under And all the stars from fall this sky Remember someone really loves you We'll live forever you and I I'm gonna live forever I'm gonna cross that river I'm gonna catch tomorrow now I'm gonna live forever I'm gonna cross that river I'm gonna catch tomorrow now I'm gonna live forever I'm gonna cross that river I'm gonna catch tomorrow now I'm gonna live forever I'm gonna cross that river I'm gonna catch tomorrow now I'm gonna live forever now I'm gonna live forever now I'm gonna live forever now I'm gonna live forever now Dream of angels and sunshine Rivers of red wine, and orange peel blues Dream of angels and sunshine Rivers of red wine, and orange peel blues "Live forever, y'all, whether you want to or not,"  with all my love, heart, and soul, 💓Donna  |
Sunday, November 1, 2020
"Live Forever," Billy Joe Shaver
Saturday, October 31, 2020
"Sister, My Sister," brtpoetry
how can we be related?
You face the world so different,
yet we are one and the same.
Your blood is in my veins,
but no two different people could there be.
You're older, but still so young;
is it me or is this gap slowly disappearing?
It is now that we have felt the bond,
with all this distance between us.
This space became our band-aid -
covering the wound we falsely named love.
But things have begun to change,
and I can say "I love you" with a straight face.
Yes, I love you sister,
I can see that now.
Your stubborn ways;
your quickness to anger;
the tears that fall from embarrassment.
I'm with you - I feel them too.
I know all about you,
for I am a part of your life.
You can feel me as well,
and though we still may not agree,
we have learned to appreciate what has been given to us.
We will always be together,
for we were made from love for each other.
Sister, my sister;
we are one.
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| Linda Loyce (Sager) Morse 10/31/47-7/14/2020 |
Monday, October 5, 2020
Je suis finie
Le passé est parti.
Je suis effrayée
Par un inconnu
Je ne peux pas voir
Sans plan ni but.
Pourtant, je sais juste
Je ne reste pas
pour rien du tout
Ce qui sera pourrait être
La fin de moi-
Je me suis déjà
tombée et brûlée.
Le purgatoire-
Un refuge,
Un tombeau accueillant
Pour qui je ne suis plus mais
Un fantôme,
Piégé dans l'espace et
Le temps.
Je ne savais tout simplement:
Sans les fins
Il n'y a pas de commencements.
C'est le matin, et le jour se lève de nouveau.
Monday, August 3, 2020
"Home," Brian McKnight
Thinking back when we first met
I remember what you said
You said you'd never leave me
I let go of your hand
Built my castle in the sand
But now I'm reachin' out again
And I'm not letting go
Till you
Hold me
Mold me
Sometimes I feel so all alone
See I gotta find me way back home
So why don't you
Shape me
Make me
Wash me whiter than the snow
I gotta find my way
Back home
Master upon my knees i pray
I just want to be the clay
Put your arms around me
Place my life in your hands
Lord, I know I'm just a man
I know you understand
This time I'm not letting go
Till you
Anoint me
Appoint me
Sometimes I feel so alone
See, I gotta find my way back home
So why don't you
Chastise me
Baptize me
Wash me whiter than the snow
I gotta find my way
Cause I'm lost and alone
I've been wandering
Long enough to know
Humbly I search for you
And I'm not gonna rest
Till you
Choose me
Use me
Sometimes I feel so alone
I'm on my way back home
So why don't you
Direct me
Bless me
Wash me whiter then the snow
I'm on my way
Back home
"Home," Brian McKnight
To George on his 66th....
Always, Donna
Monday, May 18, 2020
"9 Mind-Bending Epiphanies That Turned My World Upside-Down," David Cain
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"All people operate from
the same two motivations: to fulfill their desires and to escape their suffering," David Cain. |
-You are not your mind.
-Life unfolds only in moments.
-Quality of life is determined by how you deal with your moments, not which moments happen and which don’t.
-Most of life is imaginary.
-Human beings have evolved to suffer, and we are better at suffering than anything else.
-Emotions exist to make us biased.
-All people operate from the same two motivations: to fulfill their desires and to escape their suffering.
-Beliefs are nothing to be proud of.
-Objectivity is subjective,"
Unapologetic Authenticity
Even playing a role to adhere to someone else's standards in order hang-on to relationships and friendships is chicken shit. I've learned the hard way stick to your OWN standards from the very beginning. It's a lot less painful for EVERYONE involved.
Don't pretend to be something you will NEVER be because you're afraid of rejection. You're just postponing the inevitable and creating bad feelings every step of the way to the point NOTHING is salvageable.
Enough with playing the victim when you know damn good and well you're not. We all have our underlying motivations for remaining in a relationship whether personal or professional in which we don't belong, our authenticity disrespected, unappreciated, and even intimidating. We stay because we're getting something of value even if it's subconscious positive and/or negative validation of our own self-worth.
At this very moment in time, I have finally figured out the reason I keep putting myself in these situations. It's because they are abusive, dysfunctional yet comfortable, confirming my own lack of value.
I should have had the courage to walk away from these relationships a long time ago, creating a new, positive and nurturing dynamic. Then I would not even been attracted to any other situation where I felt the need to change myself or control someone else and the environment to sustain my own needs and insecurities.
So don't ever apologize if being authentic might unintentionally hurt someone else. Their reaction is NOT your problem. Sometimes "rejection" really is only a matter of being "typed-out," unrelated to anyone's inherent worth.
Besides, better to leave sooner than years even decades later. Why invest time in a losing battle for all involved? Never be afraid of being authentic even though others might not appreciate it. Life is damn too short for any one of us to feel badly for having the courage to "be."
First, do no harm to yourself and others.
Tuesday, May 5, 2020
"She was Done," Adrienne Pieroth
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| Self Portrait, dsf |
She was done not fully being herself.
She realized she was the only self she could be—and not being apologetically true to herself was a disservice to her soul and the world.
She was done listening to the noise of the world. She realized the quiet voice of her own soul was the most beautiful sound.
She was done questioning her motives, her intentions, the call of her soul. She realized questions seek answers, and maybe she already knew the answers.
She was done striving, forcing, pushing through and staying on the hard path. She realized toughing things out might be a sign to pick another path.
She was done with friends that admonished her to be more light and breezy. She realized they didn’t understand she swam in the deep waters of life, she felt at home in their dark depths and died if she lived on the surface.
She was done with the distractions, the denials, the small addictions that pulled her away from the true desires of her soul. She realized that strength of character came from focus and commitment.
She was done not following the desires that yelled out in her soul every day. She realized if she did nothing about them, they died a quiet death that took a piece of her soul with them.
She was done with dinner parties and cocktail hours where conversations skimmed the surface of life. She realized the beverages created distortion and a temporary happiness that wasn’t real and disappeared in the light of the day.
She was done trying to please everyone. She realized it could never be done.
She was done questioning herself. She realized her heart knew the truth and she needed to follow it.
She was done analyzing all the options, weighing the pros and cons and trying to figure everything out before leaping. She realized that taking a leap implied not fully seeing where she landed.
She was done battling with herself, trying to change who she knew herself to be. She realized the world made it hard enough to fully be herself, so why add to the challenge.
She was done worrying, as if worry was the price she had to pay to make it all turn out okay. She realized worry didn’t need to be part of the process.
She was done apologizing and playing small to make others feel comfortable and fit in. She realized fitting in was overrated and shining her light made others brave enough to do the same.
She was done with the should’s, ought to’s and have to’s of the world. She realized the only must’s in her life came from things that beat so strong in her soul, she couldn’t not do them.
She was done with remorse and could have’s. She realized hindsight never applies because circumstances always look different in the rear view mirror and you experience life looking through the front window.
She was done with friendships based on shared history and past experiences. She realized if friends couldn’t grow together, or were no longer following the same path, it was okay to let them go.
She was done trying to fit in—be part of the popular crowd. She realized the price she had to pay to be included was too high and betrayed her soul.
She was done not trusting. She realized she had placed her trust in people that were untrustworthy—so she would start with the person she could trust the most—herself.
She was done being tired. She realized it came from spending her time doing things that didn’t bring her joy or feed her soul.
She was done trying to figure it all out, know the answers, plan everything and see all the possibilities before she began. She realized life was unfolding and that the detours and unexpected moments were some of the best parts.
She was done needing to be understood by anyone but herself. She realized she was the only person she would spend her whole with and understanding herself was more important than being understood by others.
She was done looking for love. She realized loving and accepting herself was the best kind of love and the seed from which all other love started.
She was done fighting, trying to change or not her accepting her body. She realized the body she came into the world with was the only one she had—there were no exchanges or returns—so love and acceptance was the only way.
She was done being tuned in, connected and up-to-date all the time. She realized the news and noise of the world was always there—a cacophony that never slowed or fell quiet and that listening to the silence of her soul was a better station to tune into.
She was done beating herself up and being so hard on herself as if either of these things led to changes or made her feel better. She realized kindness and compassion towards herself and others accomplished more.
She was done comparing and looking at other people’s lives as a mirror for her own. She realized holding her own mirror cast her in the best, most beautiful light.
She was done being quiet, unemotional and holding her tongue. She realized her voice and her emotions could be traced back to her deepest desires and longings. if she only followed their thread.
She was done having to be right. She realized everyone’s truth was relative and personal to themselves, so the only right that was required was the one that felt true for her.
She was done not feeling at home in the world. She realized she might never feel at home in the world, but that feeling at home in her soul was enough.
She was done being drained by others—by people who didn’t want to take the time for their own process and saw shortcuts though hers. She realized she could share her experience, but everyone needed to do the work themselves.
She was done thinking she had so much to learn. She realized she already knew so much, if she only listened.
She was done trying to change others or make them see things. She realized she could only lead by example and whether they saw or followed was up to them.
She was done with the inner critic. She realized its voice was not her own.
She was done racing and being discontent with where she was. She realized the present moment held all it needed to get her to the next moment. It wasn’t out there—it was right here.
She was done seeing hurt as something to be avoided, foreseen or somehow her fault. She realized hurt shaped her as much as joy and she needed both to learn and grow.
She was done judging. She realized judging assumed the presence of right and wrong—and that there was a difference between using information to inform and making someone else wrong.
She was done jumping to conclusions. She realized she only needed to ask.
She was done with regrets. She realized if she had known better she would have done better.
She was done being angry. She realized anger was just a flashlight that showed her what she was most scared of and once it illuminated what she needed to see, she no longer needed to hold on to it.
She was done being sad. She realized sorrow arose when she betrayed her own soul and made choices that weren’t true to herself.
She was done playing small. She realized if others couldn’t handle her light, it was because they were afraid of their own.
She was done with the facades and the pretending. She realized masks were suffocating and claustrophobic.
She was done with others’ criticism and complaints. She realized they told her nothing about herself—only informed her of their perspective.
She was done yelling above the noise of the world. She realized living out loud could be done quietly.
She was done needing permission, validation or the authority. She realized she was her her own authority.
She was done being something she was not. She realized the purpose of life was to be truly, happily who she was born to be…and if she paused long enough to remember, she recognized herself, "The Elephant Journal," 04-2015 .
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