Hello Everyone,

October 2015

I love October, not just because it is my birthday month but because the air changes, the season changes, the time changes.

It is when we must embrace the fact that the time change will have us seeing the dark sooner. A time when the trees begin to let loose the leaves, orange, brown and yellow leaves flying about.

It is the time when the ghouls and horrors are seen in decorations, shows, movies and parties.

It is the time when we say farewell to the summer heat, smile toward the cooler weather and wonder of the winter to come.

Happy October! May there be light within you to shine upon the earlier darker hours. May the ghouls and gremlins that ring the door bell make you smile and partake in trick or treat.

May you embrace the change in season knowing... it will bring us back to Spring soon enough.

I have added a tab - Whisper my words, which is a link to my site where I post stories, poems, AndMore events and the Watcher's Journal. Take a peek and enjoy.

Enjoy!

~g

March 29, 2011

Inspiration me...I am a human being, not a human doing

I am a human being, not a human doing.  Don't equate your self-worth with how how well you do things in life. You aren't what you do.  If you are what you do, then when  you don't...you aren't. ~Inner Wisdom Cards by Dr. Wayne Dyer

Lord, what fools these mortals be! ~ A Midsummer Night's Dream, 3. 2

Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear! ~ A Midsummer Night's Dream, 5. 1

It's incredible that when you do and do and do; three things happen.  It is always expected of you to 'do'.  What you 'do' eventually is all the is described of you.  When you stop 'do'ing, you don't know who you are.

I stopped.  I stopped talking, caring, loving, trying, preaching, hoping, dreaming, listening, speaking, feeling, doing.  I just stopped!  It wasn't intentional.  I just one day realized, there isn't a single person alive that really knows me.  You show a little and the rest is assumed, stamped and trademarked.  You are now whatever a person has seen you do.

I stopped.  I couldn't tell what I wanted to stop, change or continue.  So...I stopped it all.  The silence was brief but profound.  In all the complaints, babble and chaos the one sound I heard the loudest was...my silence.

The numbness feels so good, I don't even try to start again.  Rather, I accept that all must change and the all is me.  A rebirth of sorts.  You can't go back, you can't stay; you can only go forward.  Might as well go with a clean slate.

Do you know your worth? Is what you know of yourself or what others perceive? Are you what you do? What happens when you stop?  Are you the sturdy bush or the imaginary bear?

I dare you to be you!  The real you; who will that person be?!