Good Morning World
Every morning is another opportunity to put one foot forward into play on a path for making positive change in our lives.
It has been said that 90% of everything that you can apply to changing anything in whatever days that you have left, starts with your attitude!
I think it’s important to say “Good Morning” to yourself every morning, as religiously as some would pour their first cup of coffee…
A Thought For Today; Imagine having the ability to fully express one’s self with the accumulative total wisdom of all the ancestral knowledge. Imagine such a seasoned composure that would have been gained throughout the centuries of absorption. Image what gained wisdom might just flow from the borrowed blood that runs through our veins…hum?
With such command over one’s emotions and logic, we could find peace with who we are and present ourselves in unity and with tranquility.
Such command would be in control rather than imposing the self inflected turmoil that is created in the struggle and in the insecurity of a dimwitted presentation of ourselves to others.
For me, my quest is to search for a place of calm, absent of divisive allusions, half truths and myths about such earthly developed prospective. In seeking calm, I attempt to rid myself of the influences that creep into my field of view, as well as the influences that I may have upon those around me!
For me,…this is a place called home, this is where self respect is conveyed through honest exhibits of strong character, personal integrity and a steadfast conviction for our own individual statement.
These are the things that can get disrupted and confused by others when we are attempting to project an accurate portrayal of who we are. Our authenticity is held hostage to the limits in which another chooses to see us, judge us, convict us and sentence us to the gallows. Maybe “E Pluribus Unum” (out of many one) there is a deeper meaning.
Possibly it’s in this often hostile environment called life that our potter’s clay becomes shaped and our characters become affixed in the flash from the heat of the kiln. Maybe it’s that expression that others may be viewing that makes them dislike the face they are seeing…hum?
In trying to live up to our personal responsibilities, we must also include the internal recognition for any divestiture of these in part. For however fractional a flawed portrayal may be, the perception of an untrustworthy image only furthers to dilute one’s effectiveness in conveying loving intentions.
In a world that’s filled with discriminating notions, it is important to appreciate how others may arrive at their own conclusions before they get there. In doing so, it just might allow you to see whats coming!
Part of our power comes from the influences of the blood on loan and these are the ancestral persuasions that keel our course in life. Like a deep rudder in a turbulent sea these are the things that we should value most, in that of keeping us on course.
Significant accomplishment can be observed through the response from others and the impact one can provide from that proximity yet, it may not always be apparent. Fret not, as right or wrong,…sometimes the measurement of significant contribution isn’t accurately measured form a broken yardstick.
They say home is where the heart lives, not where the spirit is broken or a clod breaks off from the content.
In any case, “Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind…
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Hey…Tanya!…Remember that each an every day is a gift and as I attempt to articulate meaning in “The Day Before You Knew”…What would we do differently? In offering up a symbolic jester for the authentication of our self identity, contemplations ensue?….hum?…In rising to another day…and as we draw the breath of life into our lungs….we all should savor the moment…the tranquility and bow heads to the humility of our insignificance, in order to be fitted with the “Crest” and apparel of our Coat of Arms…”Like carpet reams, designed to meet”….We travel along the journey and weave the threads of destiny, into our fabric…”The tweeds of past, aren’t designed to last” is another inflection, that I intended to draw out the question…who will be worthy of a new earth?