Monday, June 23, 2014

Living On A Dead End Street

The paths I've chosen have never been expected or planned much to my chagrin. 
How I ended up here, baffles me most days. 
Not knowing if I just go with the flow or if a higher guide shows me the way, i plunder along it seems. 
We all want to believe there is a plan and a spiritual God watching us, helping us see the light. 
Do actions speak louder than words?
Does pain and fear prevent nobility?
How much of our true self do we reveal to the outside world? 
Let's really be honest with ourselves. 
After all, we only need to answer to ourselves and our almighty maker. 


Sunday, May 12, 2013

Heading Towards


Some say I’m just a flirt these days. I’ve been told that is part of my charm.

I do not know about these things and intention is not towards doing harm
I see where my circumstances have taken me
I cannot deny whatever price I have paid to be free
To some it may appear that I’m just wasting time
While to others it may look more like I’m heading towards a self destructive sign
My heart has been through so much disappointment lately that I feel out of control
Desperately clinging on to whatever semblance of familiarity can try to make it whole
One part wants a lover, while the other wants a mate.
Perhaps which path I take may lead to what is needed before it is too late
Some say we lead our way by predestined design
Others by a process of resign
I’m learning to give and take from what each has to give
I try not to ask for too much resolve and to live and let live
Try not to get yourself hurt friends have offered up as advice
Do whatever goodness you can and don’t leave things to their own device
What good can come from playing those who want a piece of you?
Giving in to desire can often lead to a false sense of what was never true
In the end we will be what we’ll be
Ask not for something that you cannot see
Steer away from a path of easy delights
Seek out a harder trail, one that will give your heart what it needs without taking too big a bite


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Are We Paying Attention??




It is a basic tenant of driving that anyone who moves her vehicle can ONLY DO SO after she checks to make sure that the way is clear for her to move. In this case, if she had checked, she would have seen your vehicle and she would have taken precautions to avoid it.

She cannot claim that she did not see your vehicle since the law is that every driver is bound to know what facts are there to be seen if only they had looked.

Hence, it makes no difference whatsoever to her negligence that your vehicle was pointed the wrong way. Either she would have seen your vehicle if she had looked, or if it was not there, then not. But either way, whether it was pointing this way or that way or sideways, or even standing on its end, if your vehicle was there to be seen by her before she backed up, then it was her obligation to exercise vigilance BEFORE she moved her vehicle. In this she failed, and your damages are her responsibility.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

The Art of Hiking in the Desert and Avoiding Coyotes

Well this is a first for me to have a title before finishing a blog.
But as you know I do a lot of hiking. I wanted to do a little about some of the things that I love about it and some of the pet peeves I have about it too. I've been hiking for a while in a Coyote habitat. While some areas are well traveled and safe but some are away from the majority of hikers and the road less traveled. In general I hear the coyotes more than see them but I have come across a pack or two on occasion.
I hike with my dog mostly. She is my companion and leader. I want to say something about hiking etiquette. These trails, while state owned do not have rangers hiking the trails after you to clean up your messes. Your mother isn't going to come along to pick up after you either. People will clean up after their dog and then leave the plastic bag by the trail?? Who do you think is going to clean up or pick that up for you? Get real! If you don't want to take it with you, then the least you can do is pick it up off the trail then fling it off the trail. At least it can biodegrade that way.
Anyway, back to the coyotes. They can smell you coming for pretty far and the groups I've seen are pretty well organized. They are not your small skinny variety either. These are big like wolves or at least as big as my Lab/boxer. They travel in packs of 5-7. They do not use the trails that we use but tend to circumvent them although I see their droppings on the trail all the time I believe they may only use them at night. They are quite gracious to watch as they move so inconspicuous to us for the most part. When running they are like watching a beautiful glide in motion. Once I spot them, I observe their behavior. one one time just stood ground staring at me and Amber. I was glad he was by himself that day. Other times they take off and sometimes I can watch them without them even making us out. It gives me a feeling of eeriness and some warped sense of belonging to this earth if that makes sense. I promise not to become a stupid trusting or taking wild animals for granted statistic.





Sunday, September 23, 2012

Reality of Fantasy

Disconnected!! 
It used to mean a feeling of separation from friends, family, the self.
Now it means a loss of connection to the almighty Internet.
As if we are really connected anyways? With a global connection of false identities how does one know who is real and who is fake?
This wonderful curse we have bestowed upon ourselves to the point where millions believe this is some kind of real connection. I believe in it myself until some kind of changing event happens to wake yourself up to reality.
Real life is like a brick wall waiting to smack some sense into us. We should hit it willingly more often.
One of the great grounders that gives you instant realization. Of course if you want more gentle approach, one can try walking barefoot in the park or anywhere on mother earth for that matter.
One can think they know someone until that shift in the mundane routine slaps you in the face with a whole new awakening.

Separation!! 
Does absence really make the heart grow founder? Not hardly these days.
It makes me more bitter, the realization that one may never live out the fantasy.
That what we hold on to with such diligence is merely a false hope.
Why we seek out someone so far and impossible to reach.
Is it the ultimate purity of knowing you may never reach them?
Or is it a safe way of giving yourself so completely without having to endure the  repercussions that are sure to follow.
But then again fantasies do come true sometimes and keeping dreams alive help to keep our souls healthy.
I will continue to live in my dreams and aspirations as that is what I'm made of and I cannot change who I am.
Why would I want to?

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

LET THE GAMES BEGIN

Let the games begin! Liars to the left, liars to the right. Who will be fooled this time around?
How many lies does it take to make a truth?
How much money does it take to win an election?
If elections can be bought and paid for. If people can be convinced to believe in lies.
If facts can be forgotten and memories about who did what corupted, it doesn't take much to see that nothing is really sacred in politics except the almight WINNING!

What a system of government we have that alludes everyone to think that anything really matters when in fact we are all just being made puppets by something greater than we can imagine pulling our strings or yanking our chains. Right or left, when either party does nothing but blame the other and each puts forth instiable energy into making the other look bad so that they don't have to do their fucking jobs.

It isn't hard to see that not much is sacred. Those who want you believe that they are the ones who will fix all that is wrong, beware,  for they are  exactly the ones who turned the tides of truth down the forbidden path in the first place. It isn't hard to see that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. The kettle calling the pot black. We know these things, we've seen it  all before, so why do we allow ourselves to believe that this one time will be any different?

The Republicans have the audacity to call the Democrats bleeding heart liberals as if it is a dirty word.. Let me tell you something..if it were not for so called liberals, we'd still be under British rule cursing the bloody king and queen of England...
The Democrats don't point fingers as much, but still play the blame game quite well by saying that they, after all, didn't create the problems, they just inherited them. Without a backbone to  defend what they believe in and then refuse to band together so that they could possibly make a change, they remain useless.

What does that leave us with? a third party that nobody dares to follow because, God forbid, they couldn't possibly win! No wonder there is an mass conscious wave of apathy running across this country! 
To quote a moody bloody blue Britt from a song, although he was just speaking of the dawn
but that is what is in order perhaps. A glimmer of hope?

"Brave Hedius wake up your steads!
"Bring the warmth the countryside needs."

Thursday, April 12, 2012

WHERE LOVE HIDES

Where does real love hide
Is it absorbed by the tide
Just what is happening to me
When will I know what is meant to be

Wandering from place to place
Seeking out answers lost in space
Dreams come true so I've been told
I hope I find out before I'm too old

Knowing a love so strong yet so far away
Wondering how to make it stay
Holding on with all my heart
Moving in steps to make it start

Live in what's real one keeps telling me
Wonder how real her world can be
Life and love exist in person indeed
We all seek the comfort that we need

The love I feel is just as real 
To want more with everything I feel
To move toward the one you know
Will complete you everywhere you go

No distance can keep you from true love
Only the good lord from above
What is meant to be will be
If we just listen and let it flow free