Monthly Archives: April 2012

What does power taste like?

I did not know whether to barf, cry, scream or just sit silent, and so I simply said, God, you’re in control. I have to keep on reminding myself of that when I look around and see some people making themselves powerless. Yes, some.

I saw this quote some time ago. “The most common way people give up their power is by thinking that they don’t have any.” Alice Walker

Why do they think that they do not have any? Or, if they had it, then why did they give it up? Did it taste bad? Was it bittersweet, or was it too much to swallow? You do know that it comes with responsibility and how it is use determines how it will taste. Just remember, be careful with it.

Have a lovely, sunflower day. 🙂

Pull It Out

They must have been walking for awhile, beads of sweat on both their faces as they stopped just beyond view of the people in the building. With their work tools in their hands, they spied and waited; perhaps out of shame or out of trying to convinced themselves that they were doing the right thing.

The building – A social welfare center. They – Two young men.

I saw them recently and I thought, Where does one get the “second wind” when he/she is down? Where does the strength come from to move on when you just do not want to? It lies somewhere; a place where not giving up, seeing a glimpse of light and hope need to be pull out. It is you that will make it, not some cheap, wordy politician, some babbling, false preacher, some hypocrite that is going to do it for you. The question is, “Are you willing?”

By definition, you are . . .

“My experience is that I find myself having to constantly define myself to others, day-in, day-out. The quote that’s helped me the most through that is from Toni Morrison’s “Beloved” where she says, “Definitions belong to the definers, not the defined” — so I find myself defining myself for other people lest I be defined by others and stuck into a box where I don’t particularly belong.” Wentworth Miller

Where and what is home?

OneRepublic – Come Home//Uploader –  JalapaoMaji

Phil Collins – Take Me Home//Uploader – MusicVidMaker2010

Vanessa Carlton – Home//Uploader – HillOfFlowers

Michael Buble – Home//Uploader – BlackDream123a

12 Stones – Home//Uploader – EvilEmoX

Switchfoot – This Is Home//Uploader – mastergamelord

Cinematic Orchestra – To Build A Home//Uploader – iZenbi

Wayne Watson – Home Free//Uploader – syrocke

Rocking on musically. 😆

Have a lovely, sunflower day. 🙂



Peter Walsh’s Love & Septimus Warren Smith’s War

Love is war some might say. Here were two men, not knowing each other as they appeared in Virginia Woolf’s novel, Mrs. Dalloway. One was damaged by his unrequited love for a woman and, the other by war.

Peter was empty and the things he used to fill it did not satisfy him. He loved Clarissa, i.e., Mrs Dalloway, but she did not share his feelings. He married, divorced and was in the process of marrying again. He thought that he was over her, but sometimes the mind plays tricks on the heart. But he lived.

“I will come,” said Peter, but he sat on for a moment. What is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with extraordinary excitement?// It is Clarissa, he said.// For there she was. From page 194

Septimus too was empty and full with the wrong things. He served his country. He saw death, and what did he get from it? What did he become? Damaged.

“. . . when Evans was killed, just before the Armistice, in Italy, Septimus, far from showing any emotion or recognising that here was the end of a friendship, congratulated himself upon feeling very little and very reasonably. The War had taught him. It was sublime. He had gone through the whole show, friendship, European War, death, had won promotion, was still under thirty and was bound to survive.” From page 86

He became crazy, and in the end, killed himself.

There are a lot of people out there that need to be emptied; emptiness like Jesus’ tomb, a person releasing his/her pain, a room where one can sit and think, is not bad.

Although I did not fancy the book, it did have some great points.

Have a lovely, sunflower day. 🙂

Death Was The Purpose

Have you ever seen a movie where the hero could have been someone not fearful or someone fearful who got enough courage to do something spectacular? He/she prepared his/her self to go to battle to save whatever it was that needed to be saved. And then when approaching the battlefield, the epic music resonated as emotions climaxed. Then with one last look around, he/she charged ahead, ready to die but perhaps hoping to live with victory as the endgame.

I thought about Jesus and what he did. Death was his purpose; it was planned all along; and nothing was going to stop it. Matthew 26. So a Good Friday to all who celebrated. And remember that his death was not the endgame.

Have a lovely, sunflower day. 🙂

Have You Seen Happiness?


“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.” Unknown

“We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting something we don’t have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.” Frederick Keoniq

“The world has grown suspicious of anything that looks like a happily married life.” Oscar Wilde

“Happiness is not the absence of problems but the ability to deal with them.” Unknown

“Some pursue happiness – others create it.” Unknown

“Happiness is a by-product of an effort to make someone else happy.” Gretta Brooker Palmer

“When one door of happiness closes, another door opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.” Helen Keller

Have a lovely, sunflower day. 🙂