Choices

Life is about Choices.
You can choose to live it or you can chooses to not.
You can choose to enjoy it or you can choose to not.
You can choose to love or you can choose to lust.
You can choose to learn or you can choose to not.

Choices, Choices, Choices
We make are own choices in life.
Though there is a higher power that is guiding you to the right choice,
When you come to that fork in the road, you ultimately choose which direction to go.
You choose whether you want to crawl, walk, or run down the road you choose.
Your pace is but only a detection of how soon you will get to the end.
Once your own that road turning back is never an option.
You have to stick with your decision and keep pushing forward.
You may come to high tides, gusty winds, dangerous thunderstorms etc.
It is how you come out of the difficult path when the sun shines that matters.

So make your choice and stick with it.
Many people are sad for various reasons, only they don’t understand that they have the power to not do those things.
Emotions are but a futile attempt for attention.
So for your sake choose to be happy.

You choose and make the choice that you can live with, no matter what the sun always shines after the rain.

A Calm is Coming

Calm is Coming

Though today the road may seem tough,
There may be rocks even boulders you can see up ahead,
Just keep faith that calm is coming.

Though your life’s choices may not seem so good right now,
You may even feel like you created the problem
Just look to the sky and know that calm is coming.

Even though you thought your life was perfect,
Now you realize that everything is falling apart,
Close your eyes and hold on tight because calm is coming.

The road may get bumpy before it smoothens out,
Life’s challenges, may seem harder than you anticipated,
Know that he will never give you more than you can handle,
A test is happening and it is your challenge to learn and move on,
Just hold on, calm is coming.

Even hope may seem but futile, When with troubles you’re beset, But remember you are facing Just what other men have met;You may fail, but fall still fighting,Don’t give up, whatever you do; See it through, because a calm is coming.

Realization #1

Realization #1

Sometimes when you think you are doing the right thing for someone else, in actuality you are hurting your self. Nine times out of ten the thing you are doing for someone else is an exception, for if they were put in the same situation they would not do the same for you. So if you heart is urging you to do what is right for you, than do it. Life is short, for in years you will realize that, that thing you let go is gone, and you will never fully have it back in your possession because you let it go, and forever more will your thoughts towards your own feelings will become secondary. Always say what you really mean, and don’t let your mind’s power overpower your heart.

Please you first and everyone one else second, this is the key to your true happiness.

Drama

Drama

Drama is defined as “a composition in verse or prose intended to portray life or character or to tell a story usually involving conflicts and emotions through action and dialogue and typically designed for theatrical performance”.

I know all to well about Drama. As I have had my fair share of it early in life. I have had Life, Drama, Baby Mama Drama, Car Drama, Family Drama, Relationship Drama, and Friend Drama. So if the above is the actual definition of drama why must it find me? I did not set out on life to be neither an actress nor a director.
If this thing called Drama is supposed to be played out on a stage, why does it find me in real life.
Is this a lifetime movie, willing for an actual end?
Shall the words that are used to describe an emotion be so fruitfully played out that the real reality can not be found?
I have a life to live and a family to tend too.
I have got stars to catch and love to nurture.
I did not ask for you Drama, so go your own way.
Please never find me again in another day.
So I say to you this word Drama leave me alone, find another stage to play.
My curtain has closed and there is no room for you to stay.
The lights have been shut off and the applause has stopped, there is no room for you Drama in this Lot.
Go back to your dressing room and take off your costume.
Remove the makeup and tell me what you see.
Is it a face so cruel you can’t even see?
But first you must walk the line of the real life where, battles are fought and friendships are lost, and love is UN recognizable.
Drama is inevitable but knowing the real from the fake is where truth is recognized.

Michael Jackson truly fulfilled his Dash

I thought i would re post this thought provoking poem. As I watched the MJ memorial yesterday. All I could think is this man truly fulfilled his "DASH". You could tell by the speeches, the fans, the family and the tears that welled up in the eyes of those whom never even met him. he will always be remembered and forever in our hearts.

The Dash Poem - by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end
He noted that first came the date of her birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years
For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own;
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what’s true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life’s actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?
©1996 Linda Ellis

When a Woman's Over it..

When a woman is over it, it is a sign that you better shape up or ship out.
When a woman is over it she shows signs of displeasure.
When a woman is over it she calls you on your BS before you even think of it.
When a woman is over she knows the lie you are about to tell before you tell it.
When a woman is over it, she lets you know with her subtle glaring eyes and the sucking of her teeth.
When a woman is over it she shows no sign of emotion.
When a woman is over she no longer cares about anything in the world but herself.
When a woman is over it you better steer clear of any possible confrontation.
When a woman is over it, if you want to keep her you better pull out all the stops.
When a woman is over roses can’t help and neither will apologies.
When a woman is over it life for you becomes sensitive.
When a woman is over it her eyes are dry not enough emotion to cry.
Once a woman no longer cry’s she has past the line of caring.
Once a woman decides she is done with your childish ways, there is no return.
What’s done is done, what’s said is said; when a woman is over it you have lost the best thing you could have ever had in your life. For she knows that it is not her loss it’s yours.

Random

Love is complicated. Especially when you can't quite figure out what you are suppose to do with it. Is it suppose to make you sad? Isnt love suppose to strengthen and renew your spirt? Isn't love suppose to uplift and help you to rejoice? I find that love is found in the wrong places. How can you truly be in love if you still have this desire and feeling that you are missing something?

Love is complex enough in its own nature. In addition to love most people sometimes realize that they are yet to be complete. You were not yet finished what you were set out to accomplish. This is why you feel something is missing.

If you feel like you are talking to a brick wall you probably are, beacuse it does not respond.

Why do my needs and wants become unimportant in light of things that are less important. That therefore makes me feel unimportant. So, what do you choose? To have me or not to have me.