When I lay my head down on the pillow in bed a new adventure starts.
Why does it seem like I live two lives-one when I’m awake and one in my dreams . I turn into a person that’s more fun and exciting, more daring and free. The fearless one ready to take on the world. A crusader minus the cape. No Reason!
Why can I take on the world and solve its pressing problems by night? But I can’t solve a simple puzzle by light.
No Reason! No Reason! No Reason!
Why is my future bright in the night but dim in the light? I don’t have to fuss, cuss or fight in the night. Everything is laid out just right.
Maybe it’s a reprieve from the light when everything seems to be going wrong – not in the dark but in the light. For No Reason!
I’ll just continue to live my lives – one by day and one by night. Striving to be all I can be. Whether asleep or awake in the day or the night.
Let me come together and Be!
For A Reason!
I Want To Be More Than Just Me
I want to be a writer. I believe I would be a good one. Distractions come my way. Ideas that are deposited in me are snuffed out. My memory fails so I don’t remember the snippets that would make for a great story. My recorder is forgotten and the creative flow is dammed up. No matter what tries to stop me I will put words on paper until I accomplish what I set out to do.
I want to be an artist. My paintings are beautiful. Many have said so. Full of color and life that draws you in to become a part of the community. Then appears an old nemesis fear slithering in with the same old plan to steal, kill and destroy. For some strange reason I succumb to those old outdated tricks. All my creativity comes to a halt. I’m shut down and can’t deliver. I’m telling that voice to shut up and I’m arming myself with my paint brush, paint and canvas and going to war.
I want to be a musician. Music was built in me before I was born. It’s always playing in my ear. Sometimes songs I’ve heard. Other times songs that are being birthed. There are also personal songs that are between me and my Lord. When music starts dancing fills in my feet. Melodies circle me. How do I capture them and express them? I lift my voice and sing. I’ll dance with the broom while sweeping my floors. I’ll be the best pianist that ever tickled the ivory keys.
My goal is to conquer the fleeting moments of creativity and let the masterpieces flow from my being. I will express the ideas that come forth from the Throne room at the time they are to be released. I believe I can and I will.
I want to be more than just me. This is me!
Is there anything that is preventing the creativity in you from coming forth?
Today I finally found a hidden gem. That gem is a farmer’s market not too far from where I live. I must admit I passed it four months ago but I forgot all about it until I passed it today.
I headed back after going home to change my clothes . I was amazed at how many people were there selling their products-it was a variety. There were also plenty of people shopping.
There was a rancher that sells grass fed beef and one that sells pasture raised chicken. That’s my kind of meat. The vegetables and fruit were grown on nearby farms. The strawberries were singing a song with their aroma penetrating the atmosphere everywhere I walked. I don’t remember the last time I smelled strawberries like that.
I was so excited I was at an outdoor market with fresh picked fruit and vegetables that I couldn’t stop myself from buying, buying, buying. I can’t wait to cook the green beans and sweet potatoes I bought. That right there is a meal in itself-I don’t need any meat.
I’m thankful that after searching with no success I’ve finally found what I’ve been looking for. I will indeed be partaking in that adventure again. So I will be taking that route home from Sunday service from now on. I’ll put some comfy shoes in the car to change into.
Shopping a farmer’s market is the way to go if there is one (or more) near where you live.
There are times in our lives that we have no clue where we are or where we are going. Some times we are transitioning out of an old season into a new season of our lives. We don’t know what that is going to look like or feel like. We just don’t know what to expect. Yet somehow we get on the right path, anxiety wanes and our confidence returns.
Today I happen to know my destination for this weekend. I don’t know how to get there but I’m riding with friends that do. I know my purpose for going but don’t know the end results. I do know what I’d like them to be. So although I don’t have all the answers to my inner questions for this weekend I’ve decided I’m just going to have fun and enjoy hanging out with my friends. So bowling tournament here I come.
I wish I knew where I was going
I can’t remember where I’ve been
I know it’s been a long long journey
But can’t tell the beginning from the end
Will I ever get to where I’m going
Will it be like what I see in my head
A timeless journey where love abounds
Love has no beginning or end
I wish I knew how things would go
To know the steps that I will take
To get to the end where I’m going
From the place I will begin
Today I went to the Post Office to purchase postage stamps. As always I was asked which stamps I wanted. I looked at the samples and was surprised to see one of my favorite entertainers from times past-Marvin Gaye.
I remember not too long before his life was taken I won tickets to see him in concert through a radio station give away. My seats were wonderful. There were seats in front of me blocking my view. I could actually see what was going on. He gave an awesome performance that evening. It was a real treat for me.