Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Oh Captain! My Captain!

Robin Williams' Dead Poet Society character John Keating once said, ~To quote from Whitman, 'O me! O life! Of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?' Answer: That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?~ If you think about it, the powerful play that is life itself gives each one of the us the opportunity to most definitely contribute a verse that is deemed meaningful and so impactful it lingers on for years to come. For it's a verse or verses that certainly have different variations indeed as we all try to eloquently put into our own poetic words, which can be quite difficult at times to convey. So, what verse/verses have you been contributing for your life thus far?

Without a doubt, for a number of people they've contributed the verse of adventure in which the goal of fulfilling dreams involving various recreational activities both planned and unplanned is considered to be poetry that's constantly in motion, so to speak. In other words, the call of the open road and/or having your passport stamped. A poet such as Henry Van Dyke can truly be appreciated by any avid adventurer as it pertains to his poem "Life". Essentially, its deeply soulful embarking on the quest to go to wherever the journey leads you and no matter what happens you take nothing for granted knowing full well it leaves you hopefully wanting more. What it primarily comes down to is having the persistence in not allowing any obstacles to hinder you from writing your own adventurous verse or verses to proudly reflect back on.

As I said before, every person's verse or verses of life has different variations in trying to eloquently put it into our own poetic words, which can be quite difficult at times to convey. Thinking about it further, the verse/verses of utter heartbreak is a subject totally familiar and relatable that for certain individuals it's what he/she unfortunately solely focuses on. True, one can have a Sylvia Plath poetic mindset where there is a seemingly constant mental, as well as emotional chaos brewing within their heart and mind like in Plath's classic poem "Mad Girl's Love Song". Sadly, when it comes to the possibility of being able to rewrite the verses of sadness to happiness it's a considerably difficult hard task to undertake due to the fact that their dark and dreary outlook concerning love/true love will never come to fruition.

Let me ask you this question in regards to the friendships you share, how would you so eloquently put in verse/verses in being able to be great friend as it pertains to your best buds/gal pals? Gillian Jones captures the essence of true friendship in the verses of his poem "A Friend". In summary, it basically lists all the wonderful qualities about her friend Ian. Yet, at the same time she also reminds the reader through a particular verse that even though you've established a strong bond it has the potential to be lost. You see, we all have in all intense and purposes a golden friendship where it should be a more give than take type situation. However, if its more take than give the friendship loses it's shiny golden luster, in a manner of speaking. Hey, how many of you can freely say they have a purely golden relationships despite experiencing moments of losing the shiny luster?

On August 11th, 2014 Robin Williams passed away leaving a meaningful and not to mention deeply impactful verses that were shared on and off the screen. Of course, it's been 3 years since his unfortunate passing and yet the verses he has conveyed still make a significant impact so much so it makes any person who grew up watching him tear up or even cry for that matter. Ultimately, the powerful plays of life has given you a stage or in this case a desk to stand up on and articulate whatever verse in the form of art, music, dance, etc. What will you say? What's your message? Will it be heard? Will it linger and make a lasting impact. Will it even be remembered? All good questions. In the end, give credit to the person who helped you express those verses as you stand on your metaphorical desk and say with a proud smile on your face the following 4 words: Oh Captain! My Captain!

Monday, August 07, 2017


Someone once said, ~Love really is like the game of Jenga: a tower built with individual pieces that can build up or break down. It's in a constant state of motion and change. Sometimes they move just in the right spot to give more strength while others are considered to be the weak link. One wrong move topples your efforts and it's game over.~ In a sense, Jenga and love/true love are synonymous with each other in such a way that there is a quintessential build up of the individual Jenga blocks known as one's own thoughts, feelings, and/or emotions. For it can most definitely be an incredibly heart pounding situation indeed in choosing and then carefully placing one on top of another the aforementioned blocks where you want them to go without having it all suddenly collapse in front of you, so to speak.

If you think about it, when you're facing your "opponent" who you're potentially interested in you first start out having fun and at times take some surprising calculated risks. In other words, taking time for making seemingly harmless moves in the form of friendly banter and flirting in order to set the proverbial tone. A tone where you start out with a seemingly steady hand or in this case a steady heart. In any case, a person can certainly anticipate and adapt to whatever moves that are initially placed in the game of Jenga knowing full well it's all in fun in the beginning. However, what can't be anticipated and adapted to are the unpredictable thoughts feelings, and/or emotions becoming absolutely real that it leaves you second guessing yourself as the potential relationship possibly moves further along.

As I said before, Jenga and love/true love are synonymous with each other in such a way that there is a quintessential build up of the individual Jenga blocks known as one own thoughts, feelings, and/or emotions. The aforementioned 3 blocks are constantly in motion and changing spots whereby making the experience itself truly challenging. Thinking about it further, they're also a representation of trust, faith, honesty, hope, respect, patience, understanding, commitment, communication, etc. that are considered to be strong instead of weak blocks of support. Women, more of than not, want that type of support in which it runs personally, mentally, as well as emotionally deep to the point where it hopefully creates a shared solid balance in every sense of the word.

Without a doubt, when you find yourself lacking the solid balance of block support in regards to matters of the heart involving past painful heartbreak it's quite difficult to fill in the empty gaps, in a manner of speaking. You see, the empty gaps I'm referring to represent doubt, anger, fear, hatred, worry, confusion, frustration, bitterness, utter contempt, disappointment, etc. that make it much harder to in all intense and purposes carefully slide in a block of strong support in hopes of gradually establishing a worthwhile relationship. Hey, it's only natural to be highly guarded when there is even the slightest possibility of a certain guy/girl coming into your life who has their own unique way of replacing/filling in the empty gaps of the Jenga tower of your heart. So, does this describe anyone in particular for you?

In retrospect, one of the main things associated with Jenga is stability and that's what those living the single life like myself want as it pertains to true happiness. Sadly, not too many people have that level of personal, mental, emotional, and not to mention spiritual stability in which if shaken to its core the blocks of strong support you're given will never completely fall over. Granted, it may teeter from time to time causing you to hold your breath; but as long as you and your future forever best friend share a level of commitment in playing all the way though, in a manner of speaking, then you've been able build up something together far greater than you could possibly imagine. In the end, don't ever think the odds within the empty gaps of your heart are constantly being stacked against you and there aren't any more moves to make because you may actually be looking at it with only one point of view.

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

On Your Left (800th Yodaism)

Someone once said, ~When I run after what I think I want my days are a furnace of stress and anxiety; if I sit in my own place of patience, what I need flows to me and without pain. From this I understand that what I want also wants me, is looking for me and attracting me. There is a great secret here for anyone who grasp it.~ If you think about it, for those living the single life such as myself it can seem as if we're running in the metaphorical sense towards and trying to reach that quintessential finish line otherwise known as love/true love. A finish line that even though you patiently haven't been able to reach yet others have. For it can most definitely be a mentally and emotionally exhausting situation indeed in willing yourself to keep running, so to speak, knowing full well there are times where you just want to give up entirely.

Without a doubt, there comes a point when you're living the single life it can seems as if you're metaphorically running towards and trying to reach the quintessential finish line otherwise known as love/true love. True, there's an innate feeling of strong, hopeful determination along with a positive attitude and not to mention outlook concerning matters of your own heart in the very beginning. Thinking about it further, one's initial game plan is to run a nice, steady pace at fist, in a manner of speaking, to the point where patience sets in as all your focus is put at what is in front of you instead of behind and/or either side of you. Essentially, once you achieve the sustainability of focus you'll potentially reach a runner's high of sorts in the form of a guy/girl who is considered to be your forever running buddy.

As I said before, just like running there is a same feeling of exhaustion when it involves matters of the heart that deal more so mentally and emotionally than physically. True, when experiencing the painfully stinging and burning sensation of past heartbreak/relationship issues it can truly affect whether or not you want to keep running or stop and just give up entirely. Oftentimes, what or should I say who breaks one's sheer focus/concentration are the people you find passing you who have seemingly achieved their runner's high whereby causing you to become gradually unfocused mentally to where it in turn makes a deeply negative emotional impact. Unfortunately, it's a deeply negative impact that has you completely freaking out because your sheer focus is suddenly turned everywhere else instead of where it should have been all along, which is straight ahead the whole time.

Let me ask you this question to those living the single life, how many of you are still continuing to run towards as it pertains to true happiness. Here's another question. How many of you are close to giving up or quite possibly given up entirely? It's a sad state of affairs when an individual makes the unfortunate decision to stop running altogether regarding the notion of ever falling in love. Granted, the reasons may be valid but the excuses of never running again is simply a mental and emotional obstacle to keep you from moving forward. You see, those mental and emotional obstacles are in a way ankle weights that slow you down every time excuses are made. What it primarily comes down to is not focusing on other people who are running around you and focusing on the run you're presently on whereby freeing yourself from the ankle weights of fear, doubt, frustration, anger, etc.

Chris Evan's Marvel character Captain America said, ~Patience. Sometimes patience is the key to victory. Sometimes it leads to very little and it seems like it's not worth it. And you wonder why you waited so long for something so disappointing.~ In retrospect, don't let your past disappointments and impatience get the better of you as it will certainly hinder your run in hopes of falling in love someday. Hey, allow your own heart to focus on what's in front of you rather than what's behind you. Of course, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll encounter your aforementioned running buddy. You see, what it does mean is run at your own time, speed, and pace all the while having some fun in the process. In the end, when you're patiently focused on your own run and at the same time having fun you'll find yourself finally hearing in a Captain America passing Sam Wilson/Falcon way the following three words: on your left.

Monday, July 17, 2017

The Heart Less Traveled

John Mark Green once said, ~Each person's grief has it's own fingerprint. Each journey of sorrow has a unique map. Hearts will heal in their own timetable. Never presume to know how others should deal with their pain.~ Without a doubt, the human heart can oftentimes be considered a representation of a road map that has been marked in regards to locations of the past, present, and possible future concerning true happiness. For its a road map that has most definitely experienced its fair share of mental/emotional/physical wear and tear. Thinking about it further, when you find yourself metaphorically unfolding and looking over one's own proverbial road map it can certainly be quite a journey in every sense of the word in seeing where, as well as how far your heart has traveled or is traveling to.

As I said before, the human heart can oftentimes be considered a representation of a road map that has been marked in regards to locations of the past, present, and possible future concerning true happiness. It's truly a though provoking situation indeed in a deeply metaphorical way to unfold your own heart in order to look over your personally journey you've taken so far regarding matters of the heart. True, there's certainly a sense of history when it comes to the past locations marked down involving relationships that have either been memorable or led you to absolutely nowhere. Essentially, it's that sense of history in which it can either cause you to express a smile of appreciation or a cringe of regret during a moment of reflection.

If you think about it, a road map and the human heart are synonymous with each other in such a way they both experience their fair share of mental/emotional/physical wear and tear. In the words, it's similar to a road map in how a person's heart can be folded/unfolded so many times over it can in a sense get to a point where it becomes faded, torn/ripped apart, written on, cried over, crumpled up, thrown away, etc. after experiencing the pangs of utter heartbreak. Unfortunately, it can be considerably difficult for any person to take it out, unfold it, and stand there questioning whether or not to mark a potential location of interest. Hey, even though it's risky what you'll potentially receive is a whole new road map that will hopefully withstand the wear and tear.

Let me ask this question to those living the single life, how many of you have permanently folded your heart and stored it away in the quintessential glove compartment of your soul never to be taken out again because of bad past relationships? I think it's safe to say there are a number of people who haven't opened their aforementioned glove compartment for quite some time because the thought of even taking it out and maybe opening up brings out the feels in a negative way. Of course, there may very well be a reason in one day wanting to take your heart out of the glove compartment and dust it off because he/she is gradually bringing out the positive feels within you. What it primarily comes down to is taking time and having utmost patience all the while mapping out the exact location back to your own heart.

Someone said, ~True navigation begins in the human heart. Its the most important map of all.~ In retrospect, the human heart is a complicated road map to navigate to say the least leaving you frustrated and not to mention totally confused trying to figure out, in a manner of speaking. Of course, finding the quickest and easiest way to the intended destination otherwise known as love/true love may sound simple enough; but there won't be any meaning when you do end up getting there. Ultimately, the times of getting lost, facing dead ends, experiencing wrong turns, asking for directions or whatever the case may be pertaining to your own heart will be worth it someday soon. In the end, if there is willingness in wanting to challenge yourself in getting to the destination that is your forever best friend instead of the easy route then I bid you safe journey as you make the decision to retrieve, dust off, unfold, and inevitably take the heart less traveled.

Saturday, July 08, 2017

In the Pocket

George Leonard once said, ~At the heart of each of us, whatever our imperfections, there exists a silent pulse of perfect rhythm, which is absolutely individual and unique and yet which connects us to everything else.~ If you think about it, when it comes to matters of the heart there is an unpredictable rhythm that can most definitely be frustratingly confusing to figure out. In other words, trying to establish a relatively good read on someone who has a far different, as well as unique set pattern than anyone else you've met before. In any case, it's a type of unpredictable rhythm in which you try your very best to personally, mentally, emotionally, and to mention physically prepare yourself in engaging someone you're absolutely interested only to be completely thrown off by him/her.

Without a doubt, there is an unpredictable rhythm that can most definitely be frustratingly confusing to figure out in regards to matters of the heart. I think its safe to say when you're truly interested in someone you try to establish an innate pattern of movement, flow, and/or tempo to match theirs, so to speak. Of course, it's considerably difficult to determine the exact rhythm in a person's heart because of how it can unexpectedly change at any given moment whereby making it harder for any sort of connection whatsoever. For the most part, you have to let it flow naturally instead of forcing it or it will all fall part. What it primarily comes down to is being able to have a sense of a comfortably smooth ease with someone to the point where there isn't a build up of tension and awkwardness between each other.

As I said before, when you're interested in someone you can certainly be completely thrown off in a good way. You see, each one of has our own unique sense of personal, mental, emotional, and physical rhythm and when/if all 5 become effected it throws off our balance, in a manner of speaking. True, we've all been in a situation where there is a nice steady beat happening with a certain someone and you start experiencing fluctuations so much so you kick yourself for embarrassing things such as stumbling over words. Hey, in our head they make perfect sense but when the attempt to say it out loud fails you try to fix it by saying something else only making the situation even worse for yourself. Essentially, when you lose that initial internal flow of rhythm it in all intense and purposes turns into a domino effect of utter embarrassment.

Let me ask this question to those who are in a potential and/or significant relationship, how long did it take you before you were able to find a steady rhythm pertaining to a strong, worthwhile relationship? Granted, not all relationships that are considered a success have the same rhythm and if they did it wouldn't be uniquely different from everyone else's. Oftentimes, it's a slight distinctness a couple shares with each other that sets them both apart from other couples shows that even though they may experience the unfortunate rise and fall of love/true love they can somehow be able to always get back on the same wavelength in every sense of the word. Hey, like any and all relationships it takes hard work in creating a distinctive rhythm so uniquely your own and it may very well be described by others as offbeat.

Agnes Fischer said, ~Our breath, like our heartbeat, is the most reliable rhythm in our lives. When we become attuned to this constant rhythm, our breath can gradually teach us to come back to the original silence of the mind.~ In retrospect, the rhythm of true happiness is out there for those living the single life like myself to find. For it's just a matter of being aptly attuned to it without really focusing on it completely if that makes any sense at all. In any case, instead of finding it you merely create it for yourself and eventually someone will taken notice and will feel what you're positively putting out there. In the end, when it finally happens for you take your time in finding the rhythm of your own heart beforehand and you'll eventually find yourself in the pocket of a uniquely, offbeat groove representing your best friend for life.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Waiting To Exhale

Someone once said, ~Loving a child no matter what age, makes your break in places you never knew existed.~ Without a doubt, the loss of any child in regards to death or have gone missing is most definitely a tremendously heavy burden to carry within a parent's heart. A kind of personal, hellish torture so unbelievably painful it can not only be difficult to breathe, but think as well. For it's an incredibly heartbreaking situation indeed at the sheer thought of having no idea of the whereabouts or experiencing the unfortunate loss of a part of parent's heart and soul, especially at an early age. Sadly, the possibility of unwavering hope can unfortunately turn to absolute tragedy as family and friends struggle in trying to make sense of the loss itself, which is a feeling that never really goes away no matter how many years have passed.

As I said before, the loss of any child in regards to death or have gone missing is most definitely a tremendously heavy burden to carry within a parent's heart. Thinking about it further, the heavy burden is in a sense a huge weight of emotions ranging anger and frustration to absolute disbelief that metaphorically wrap so tightly around a parent's heart it feels like being in a straightjacket one can't ever escape from no matter how hard you try. True, when a parent is emotionally struggling in trying to remove the unwanted emotions stirring within it can get so overwhelming that there's an innate feeling of not being able to breathe as if you're in some ways suffocating. Thinking about it further, it's that same unwanted emotions piling on all at once, in a manner of speaking, to where it can lead to become claustrophobic within yourself.

If you think about it, when it comes to a missing child or an untimely death of one the ability to think clearly has its difficulties. A mother, more so than a father, will get into a mental mindset focusing all her energy into trying to stay positive as best she can even though there are millions of overwhelming thoughts swirling/bombarding her head in such a way it can very well push her to the brink of insanity. Oftentimes, the act of keeping herself busy in some ways helps as a distraction from mentally dealing with potentially accepting a harsh reality even though she refuses to until there is solid evidence to the contrary. Hey, it's what any mother I suppose would in order to keep herself from falling apart knowing full well if she does take a moment to herself the proverbial mental flood gates will open leading to the flood of emotional tears pouring out of her.

Let me ask you this question to all you parents out there, what is your greatest fear when it involves your kids? If you answered getting taken by a stranger or passing away too soon you'd possibly be correct. I think it's safe to say no parent wants to ever find himself/herself burying their son and/or daughter under circumstances in which his/her life was tragically cut short before it has even started. As much as being able to imagine the proverbial "what if" of a precious life continuing to exist instead of experiencing an untimely ending, hold on to the cherished memories no matter how big of small they are. What it primarily comes down it is celebrating their life on a daily basis knowing full well they did in fact bring joy to your life in some way, shape, or form so much so you either smiled, laughed, and/or cried.

On June 5th, 2017 12 year old Pensacola, FL native Naomi Jones' body was found after she went missing on May 31st, 2017. A young girl's life filled with so much joy and potential for the future cut short too soon. Ultimately, Jones' death is a senseless tragedy perpetrated by a monster who failed to register as a sex offender. Hopefully, a far better resolution should come to pass when it comes to having stricter policies on registering sex offenders because other cases resembling Naomi Jones' have yet to be solved. Unfortunately, it's those unsolved cases of a child/children reported missing or otherwise have parents who haven't been able to truly exhale in being able to get the closure they deserve. In the end, it's those parents who are waiting to exhale that if or when they do get closure of any kind I hope they'll breathe much easier and with that also have a sense of long overdue peace.

Sunday, June 04, 2017

A Breath of Fresh Air

Tyler Hayden once said, ~Life is like a fan on a hot day - behind it you're missing out, but in front you feel the advantage.~ If you think about it, life is in some ways like a fan or in this particular case an electric fan. How and in what way you may be asking yourself? Essentially, you want to stand in front of it rather than behind it in order to experience the pleasure of the comfortably cool air and not the hot air that's tremendously uncomfortable. In other words, when it comes to life itself each one of us want to experience for ourselves the exhilarating breeze of excitement concerning living life and not being afraid in taking some risks while doing so. What it primarily comes down to is stepping out from the behind your comfort zone that can at times be incredibly hot and stuffy, so to speak, and gradually go with the flow wherever life takes you.

Without a doubt, being able to stand in front of and enjoy the comfortable breeze of living life most definitely feels good in every sense of the word. For it's certainly an absolute blast indeed as there is an innate energy felt when you step from behind the metaphorical hot and stuffy comfort zone to enjoy the quintessential cool wave of having fun, especially when your best buds/gal pals are by your side. You see, it's all a matter of perspective and having an uniquely weird/crazy/odd outside of the box way of doing/looking at things. Thinking about it further, whether its by yourself or with your partners in crime you take the opportunity to play around in a talking into the fan and trying to sound like Darth Vader kind of way, which we've all done back in the day. Hey, even though it may be deemed absolutely childish you do it regardless what other thinking because it puts a smile on your face.

As I said before, you would rather in front of the fan instead of behind it so you can in all intense and purposes be propelled forward as it pertains to one's professional career. I think it's safe to say there are times where the potential of moving forward in a new career path can certainly be a scary situation for anyone thinking about changing professions and it's not as simple as pressing buttons on a fan. True, even though you can easily press a button to change the space, speed and direction of the air it doesn't necessarily work that way job wise as there are a number of options given in regards to the proverbial pace/speed/direction concerning the possibility of a career choices. Unfortunately, it's not as simple as pressing 3 or 4 buttons as we have to take into account a number of buttons to press, in a manner speaking, in considering the best decision made for a new career path chosen.

Let me ask you this question to those living the single life regarding the dating scene, how many of you are standing behind the fan of your of your own heart because of experiencing utter heartbreak. Oftentimes, there's a mindset that it's much safer to protect one's self behind the fan that it your own heart and what keeps you from moving forward are the rotating fan blades of past pain. In a sense, each fan blade is considered to be a representation of doubt, anger, confusion, hatred, fear, bitterness, utter contempt, disappointment, frustration, etc. that help shield you from potentially getting hurt again. However, if you want to ever truly fall in love again you have to force yourself to move in front of/away from the hot air of painful past issues being dealt with for quite some times and all it takes is a guy/girl who has the ability to somehow circulate some much needed freshly cool air within your own heart.

Chris Assaad said,~The fact is that there is an ebb and flow to life. There are highs and lows. There is bitter and sweet. There are gray days and sunny days and it’s all part of the package. If it were peaches, sunshine and roses all the time we’d probably get bored pretty quickly.~ In retrospect, when it comes to the fan of life we're all going to experience the type of glitches where it seems the soothing air isn't coming our way in form of not spending enough time with friends, not being able to find a job that's less stressful, finally meeting someone who you'll fall in love that doesn't blow hot air in your face or whatever the case may be. Ultimately, take it with stride without complaining because it doesn't help matters any. In the end, be patience for that soothing breeze to come your way and when you do eventually do experience what you've been patiently waiting for it will hit like a breath of fresh air.