Ever gotten the “I’ll be at your place in 30 minutes” text when meanwhile your home is in a state of disarray? This is how to clean it really quickly!
Wishing all my friends on followers on WordPress a very merry Christmas and a Prosperous New Year. This past year has not been a happy one for many of us, due to the scourge of the Coronavirus gene, I hope and pray that the coming year will be a happier one for all of us.
I often see myself in the dilemma of perceiving my actions to be narcissistic. The reality is we are all narcissists at varying levels, depending on circumstances we choose to give, receive, or let…
I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you need me. I’m easy to be found. The tavern near your house. I’m there nightly.
I went to the Bobingen train station in early June 1979. I decide first train leaving would be my ending tonight. I had to find a new place to forget what was gone and what was left behind. The next train was going to Cologne. I bought my ticket and boarded the train. The German people were celebrating the Friday night. They were soccer fans drinking, dancing and laughing. I found me a lonely corner. Read my Jack London book “When God’s laugh” and I tried to write.
I was joined by two German girls. Big blues eyes and beautiful girls tempted…
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We often hear the phrase “random acts of kindness”, it is a relatively well-known concept. When you think about the times you’ve practiced random acts of kindness, what are some past practices that come to mind?
I found myself thinking about this question as I wrote this post because it’s an interesting one to ask, “When did I give something without expecting anything in return?”
A little too often, I find it difficult to spread light and positivity when I don’t get the same in return. I go on sprinkling my love and my kindness, and I even end up feeling silly when I don’t get treated the same. But one lovely summer afternoon, my very wise teacher told me – we should operate from happiness, and not for happiness, and treat people with no expectations of being treated the same. Spread love. Don’t always do it for…
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Show me the face…..
I loved the Monterey bay. I would bring my beer and whiskey to the Pacific, I would write into my journal, drink the cold beer slowly, I watched the sun fall into the sea. The sea brought the lonely to seek quiet and I left the other strangers alone. I would burn the white sage and drink alone.
Once I need company of another. Now I was happy to befriend the sea and the moon. The midnight half-moon was shining above me and I told her. No lies to tell tonight, only you and I. Drinking the Johnnie Walker and seeking some calmness. I had a good cigar, I lite her and I tasted the strong taste of the Cuba best.
I went to the sea and I tossed off my shoes. I danced with the Pacific. I went to my beer and the whiskey, I…
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The year 2020 started on a sullen note of a war threat between Iran and the United States followed by the invisible enemy which kept most of us at home living our lives in our islands of isolation. The tumultuous year defined by the 100-year-old invisible enemy, the toxic presidential election, California wildfires, the death of George flood galvanizing the Black Lives Matter movement all across the globe are finally ending on a peaceful and hopeful note with President-Elect Biden and first ever person of color woman gracing the second-highest position in the office. The continuous news of the successful trials of vaccines and the start of its distribution has brought hope to millions and thousands of people. This year through its trials and tribulations has brought unprecedented success in my writing career since the last three years of its commencement. I’m extremely elated and excited to share the following…
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Travelers came knocking on the door of the inn
After traveling all day tired, hungry, and thirsty
The donkey needed fed // they needed a bed
A full inn afforded them nowhere to lay their heads
Pregnant Mary needed a place to deliver.
Water broke // waves were coming on strong;
No time to look elsewhere for a private room.
The inn was no place for a delivery room;
Travelers standing around gawking at the sight
Of a new born baby coming ready or not.
The kind Inn Keeper suggested, “Perhaps the stable…
A private place to deliver away from prying eyes?”
The animals provided warmth from their exhales.
He did what he could to make them comfortable;
Brought water and a blanket as Mary screamed in pain;
He was not the villain in this story as portrayed;
Rather a compassionate keeper avoiding gossip’s scandal.
Why do we think they…
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