Category: Broken Heart Guided
Humility is good. It’s introspection, calmness, wisdom, sensitivity,kindness, and so much more. I have so far to go, I don’t like situations where I feel inadequate or where my pride is hurt but I have learned a lot from those kinds of situations. Humility is like a martial art in some ways, simply applied in…
Friend? You call me a friend? I call you a friend? I do things for you, you have no time for me other than when you are getting me to do things for you. Friend? I provide whatever you ask and ask nothing in return. Friend?
One of my favorite professions is architecture. Who doesn’t love the idea of designing a home to suit your own unique style? I used to doodle and draw blueprints for homes while I was in classes. I still love to use my imagination in thinking about the perfect house and home. I have been in…
A Long, long Road
My life seems to be about correcting mistakes at this point. I’m actually glad to be aware of my mistake. I didn’t see things that I now see. I value things that I didn’t even know we’re things to value. I see people’s intentions and their motivations even when they don’t. It’s sad a lot…
Missing the past.
The winters chill has arrived. My thoughts go to sad memories. Missing everything I lost so long ago but so close still in my heart.
So what am I an expert on? All the advice on blogs and Internet businesses say be an expert on something, well I was a professional equestrian coach in a past life and still have the 20 years of knowledge. That’s what I used to love doing and being. Then tragedy came crashing down on…
If I bared my soul, what good would that do? Keep your own council, words make you a fool. Love is in the air, no words can control, no music can capture, no beauty can lure, love transcends the physical, transcends the material world, silence, in the heart fills the void.
Sunday’s calm and peaceful mood relieves me. Tired and worn from the weeks busy demands, Sunday is like walking on a soft carpet or hugging a warm clean blanket close as dreams dance in my sleepy head knowing there is time No rush It’s Sunday
It’s funny, I think about writing, about putting my thoughts out there, then I stop. Anything I say or any stand I take on any issue or topic, is pointless to write about. Anything can be argued on either side depending on a persons bias. What does it matter what I say? I like the…
Right and Wrong
There is right and wrong, just and unjust . I know there is, and I believe it is universal law that right and wrong have a purpose. It is so we learn and grow and evolve to be more loving and peaceful.