when your heart breaks, be sure to guard the pieces you want put back together; if they get lost the shape of your heart may change.

my pieces

its a blank page
back to stage one
i run to find
the reason why
i shut my eyes
and pretend im blind
look close to find

the flaws on my face
will take the place of love
in your mind

say what you want
and flaunt
how you live
and what you can give
and what you deserve
in return

but dont expect too much
for what i touch
turns to sand
and slips through my hands

you can ask for
this heart of glass
but you will only get it
one piece at a time
because its broken

just when i think i can't do it any more,

when all of my strength is gone and

moving forward is not an option,

hope rushes in and shows me that

i never had to "do" it in the first place,

that my strength is not what is holding me up,

and forward is not the only direction

to get me where i need to be!

one thing i learn the more i experience life...

there is no such thing as common sense...

just because knowledge i have is common

does not mean another person had easy access to the same knowledge

ITS EASIER TO ENJOY THE WORK YOU DO,

WHEN YOU ENJOY WHO YOU WORK FOR

ignorance is a fool's bliss

it is not time that heals all wounds but love

in a battle that has already been won, the best thing to do is to surrender

(picture by H. Castel'Bronco)

there

comes

a

point 

when 

you 

have 

to 

start 

making 

healthy 

decisions 

or 

you 

will 

die.

my best is good enough,

and i can always become better.

to: me

have you ever seen a blind man walk into a wall?
if you could would you stop or allow him to fall?
an outstretched hand is the best intention
but the touch is what causes prevention
one last thought before i leave
you cannot avoid what you cannot clearly see

you think-it counts?

i have been thinking about cliches lately. and it has become my unique obsession to dissect them and understand why they became cliches. the most recent is, "it's the thought that counts." it is somewhat unsettling to me, and i cannot agree with that statement on its own. if it is the thought that counts, then nothing would get done. in my life it has been used as an excuse to pass the buck (another great expression). i love when we people pass to things that are impossibly the problem. there is a beautiful mystery in the thinking-saying-doing process. skipping a step leaves the process incomplete. i may think of a name for the process one day. in this process each step is vital, so maybe i would extend this and say, "its the thought that counts to God, the voice that counts to your enemy, and the action that counts to both."

i feel pretty good about that statement...for now. :)

truly getting to know yourself will not only be the most sobering experience, but you may also find you are the most difficult person to get to know

find hope in the future

motivation in the past

and peace today

there is comfort in the conviction that its not all about me