August as It Was

In a nutshell. Mood. Hump Day. Shenanigans. Not at the top of the mountain but not at the bottom either. Hanging on as always with a smile as life is for the living and no one can’t take that away from you. August as it was, thank you. A blessed and beautiful September dear ones. Make it worthy, the month of your breakthroughs. Faith is all we got; keep it alive. Much love!

Running Out of Script

Dear God, I am trying to navigate, learn to trust, be patient, confident, have faith in tomorrow as you have prescribed but I seem to often ran out of script and straight to that peculiar box. Time and again, I find myself in the river swimming, fighting against the large ocean currents that only a truck full of cockroaches can deliver. It has been a challenge, I may add. I thought I was brave, built like The Rock but like a clock, wound up caving in, flipping at sign of a hot burning pot when the pump kept going, screaming my lungs out for the world to hear, to no avail. So I wave, do the hockey pokey dance like a dog with a tail in between its legs, put the mascara on but half way through the walking machine defeat parade, I wake up from the rubble to clap an Alleluia give me something fuerte, I am still alive, can you hear me?! The road is a tad narrow, crowded, with endless curves and adjacent noisy streets but I urge you to be a wee bit understanding as I plod through the gravels, leaving a black patch on my wounded foot. Sitting at curbside, I felt the wind going by, blowing the seat cover that has been my existence, emerging from the ashes I left behind. Signed, the birdman!

Just Sunday’s Talk!

Gratitude is a journey. It is a road some choose to travel and dance to it. I am a firm believer that one should always be in constant state of gratitude even in the face of difficulty. It is a fight I know but nothing like putting on your best smile and walk those streets. It invites and irradiates joy. It is a given, those days are here for a reason. Perhaps to cleanse your soul. Awake and make you more aware of what surrounds you. Live your life’s purpose. Put you in the path you were supposed to be.

It is during those difficult times when you learn to persevere, tolerate and be tolerant of life and anything other than what is thrown at you, understanding, love of and for others, trust you and others, confident, optimistic about yourself and life in general. Clear your heart. Appreciative of strangers who come knocking, crosses and will cross your path from every front, people you ever thought to meet lest again dine with, those who teaches and blesses you and vice versa.

Gratitude, the journey, molds you to become you, a reflection of who He intended you to be. Grateful for everything you receive in your life, appreciative of the earth you breathe and walk on, what HE has given and provided you with. Love. Faith. Hope. Ray of light. You are. A beautiful and blessed week to you. Cheers!