MOSEYING ON DOWN
Mayan Riviera Way …
Chilling. Unplugged. Ribbit.
“Cerveza, Ceviche, Churro … Por Favor.”
… Getting My It All The Way On.
Photo by Nubia Navarro (nubikini)
Is The One …
We should give to our self – Square-on-the-Keister … or the other side – anywhere will do.
Whatever you can hit, make it your best shot.
… Don’t Worry, You Can Take It. Continue reading “Slapathy!”
Sharing My Lunch Today …
Eating Clean – Forgiveness, Compassion, Tolerance – served on a Big Plate of Faith.
“Light On The Guilt, Please … I’m Saving Room For Gratitude.”
… My Monday Feast.
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If You Haven’t Already … I’m Asking Nicely …
Now is the perfect time to stop using this insufferably hyperbolic Idiom.
To the habitual user (serial abuser), a kind request – consideration – to please refrain from another impulsive chorus …
… The annoyingly slow-as-molasses, exaggerative annunciation (of its three trite syllables) could use a sabbatical from popular social commentary vernacular. Continue reading “Ah-May-Zing?”
Make It Yours, Too …
If you like It.
Whatever we do about It.
… Play It Kind, Play It Sweet. Continue reading “It, Not It”
When We Open Our Eyes – With Our Hearts – Faith Delivers ….
“There Are No Surprises, Accidents or Disappointments In True Faith.”
Sure, Awareness Has Got To Do Its Thing, which is where we come in and make some noise.
Perhaps, the Real Miracle is … How We’ve Made It This Far Without A Clue? Continue reading “Miracles. Everyday.”
Simple Prose …
… To Make My Point? Continue reading “72”
I Said To Myself …
In my small, inner voice.
Squabbling back at me.
Accusatorial, like its my fault.
Then I shut up and listened …
… To Love Speak The Truth. Continue reading “Soul Proprietor”
A Personal Day …
Gifted it to Myself.
Is what I did.
“Just Like I Promised, But Almost Never Do.”
I’ve earned it (*).
End Unnecessarily Entitled Self-Validation Preoccupation. Continue reading “Mick Easy”
Can we simultaneously Be Fabulous and Live In Faith?
There’s got to be a better way for Ego and Spirituality to cohabitate amicably.
So, is Fabulous compatible with True Faith?
Let’s See. Continue reading “Fabulous & Faith?”
It – All Of It – Just Isn’t Working …
The It … being … Me.
“I Couldn’t Be Trusted With The Old Truth And The New Test.”
You’d think it would be a small task for mortals. Continue reading “I’m It”
What The Hell Is Wrong With Me?
Don’t answer … yet.
I’ve hit an immoveable wall within.
Stumbling. Mumbling. Bumbling. Continue reading “Diary Of A Cryptic Fool”
The Lovely Dump Above Is Where I Was Baptized.
According to my mother.
A Roman Catholic priest from St. Helen’s Parish performed the ritual at home and not at the church because I was too sick.
I’m not convinced this wasn’t an exorcism. Continue reading “Prima Casa”
Whatever It Is …
Could be almost anything.
More than One may be too much.
Good Things included. Continue reading “One”
There It Is …
Hiding in plain sight where its always been.
Peel away Ego’s mask and all Good is exposed.
Ready to be unlocked. Continue reading “The True Version Of Self”
My thoughts emptied.
My heart stilled.
I Got To Thinking About Happy.
Not the Gluten-Free, Ketogenic diversion we could truly care less about.
We Love Our Happy simple, comforting and content by familiarity. Continue reading “Rocked My World To A Happy Place”
I’m Doing Three … Taking A Long Five Count.
And, I’ve never done it before.
First timer for Big Self Love. Continue reading “Slow Clap For Self Love”
The Circumstances Of My Stupidity Couldn’t Have Been Any Different.
It happened twice.
Neither time was fun and the outcome the same. Continue reading “A Prelude To Fate Revisited”
To Be Love.
To Be Loved. Continue reading “What We Do With Love”
Perspective In Life Takes Time Invested In Truth, Awareness And Positive Reflection.
In our blind, gluttonous rush to succeed and conquer all at any cost – to achieve and be everything we’ve ever dreamt of – we wear ourselves down to the barest thread of humanity.
Until we stress out, become ill, and collapse.
We’re left cannibalizing our Soul for another sliver of Spiritual Sustenance. Continue reading “Peddle Slower”
When It Comes To Lying.
Horrible at it.
It hasn’t been for the lack of trying.
I’ve labored through infinite hours of practice.
Until my lips hurt. Continue reading “Truth Inspired”