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“Now”

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“Now”

Now. The time to celebrate, love, hug, kiss, help or appreciate someone is now. Not when they are dead. By then, your name or any precious memories will no longer roam in their head. You will simply cry over their empty bed while you choke on all the words you wish you would have said.

You can choose to reach out now. Don’t know how? Ask a friend who’s lost a parent. They may show you how. When they reach out to you, give them your attention as there may be important and life changing things they would like to mention.

Enjoy their presence now. Tell them how much you appreciate them for who they are. A mistake we often make is to see someone only as a cash cow. If you are healthy and able, enjoy with them all that heaven and earth will allow.

Yes. The time is now. You might be right when you see nothing but blue skies ahead. Remember, death has a way of disguising a black cloud over our head. One minute we are enjoying life and the next minute we could be dead.

Why wait until someone is laying in a coffin to bring them a bouquet of roses or even a single flower? You can do so much more now. Don’t wait until their final hour.

The time is now. All we have is now.

“Was It Real?”

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“Was It Real?”

Several years have passed and I still wonder if what we had was real. From time to time, I recall those precious moments, when we both became one, and how it made me feel.

Did I do enough to conquer your heart? Did I do too much? Perhaps you were simply allergic to my soft and humble touch. One thing I know, whatever we had, no longer exists. Now, in my dreams, on occasion, I find myself desiring your sometimes cold but sinfully delicious kiss.

Many things brought us joy. Although we are no longer there, those things remain for another couple to enjoy. Was it real? Did I imagine your beauty and your existence because of the love I wanted to feel?

Was it real? Like me, from this invisible but luminous pain, did you require many years to heal? Perhaps you healed quickly and found yourself working your magic, looking for another heart to steal.

Where do stolen hearts go? Is there a pawn shop for those? Perhaps a healing zone once they are not able to produce a love dose? I still need to heal. The desire to love and to be loved is something I long to once again feel.

Was it real?

For a reason…

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I often hear the phrase, “Everything happens for a reason.” Your neighbor’s view on this philosophy might be different than yours. Of course, you may both have the same view. There are only two possibilities.

There are some who will try to prove their viewpoint with facts while their neighbor will simply blame the cat for all the good and bad that happens in their life. Then, there are what I call spectators. The ones who don’t exactly publicize their viewpoint at all. They simply live life and observe. I like to think of them as those fans you will find at a baseball game with a scorebook and pencil in hand. It takes wisdom to be a spectator.

I believe they have successfully managed to, at will, tap into their sixth sense, which I believe we all have. When something happens, they don’t just see. They have also learned to observe and therefore process the information differently than someone who just ‘sees’ what is happening around them or, sadly, to them. I like to think of it as them not blinking when a critical sign in their life flashes before their eyes.

I’m quite certain that if you look around your house you will find a pencil. You might even find several. The question is, Will you find a scorebook?

An Angel in Red

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My heart ached this morning as I watched a beautiful young child, an angel dressed in red, mimic the words, tone, and mannerisms of the person who is supposed to set examples for angels like him. Here, I will refer to this person as the devil.

The angel stood out. He was dressed in red. Surrounded by five family members, he seemed happy and full of joy. Every once in a while, I would observe a beautiful smile radiating from this angel and my heart ached less.

The devil’s words were mean and ill intended. Everyone present felt them cut through the energy in the room like a hot knife cuts through butter. All the while, the beautiful angel continues to imitate this devil. Based on the actions and attitudes of the other four family members, it was obvious to me that all of this seemed perfectly normal. Not one of them said one word. Instead, one insisted on catering to and pleasing the devil, which quickly proved impossible.

Not necessarily worth mentioning, but the devil in this real life story was wearing white. Ironic? Are your angels imitating you?

Contagious

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Negative energy is contagious. This morning, I once again experienced this fact. Purchasing my morning coffee proved to be much more challenging than other mornings. I could not understand why. A took a step back to take myself out of the event and became an observer. The cashier was not able to give me change because her manager was obviously not approachable. I sensed an invisible and apparently impenetrable shield of negative energy around her. She was not just negative, she was angry. In her attempt to promptly fill the orders, she dropped food. Seconds later, the cooks were dropping food. Another employee dropped a shake before it was filled to the rim. While all this is happening, the cashier is trying to figure out how to approach her manager about my change. She finally gave up. She apologized several times and asked if she can give me my change in quarters. While I welcomed this simple solution, I was saddened for the manager and for all of the employees that choose to put up with this bevahior. It was clear that the employees feared this manager. Was the manager even aware of how her attitude affected the entire staff? I know I was.

Are you alienating your employees? Do your cations contribute to a harmonious workplace?

Self Talk

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I talk to myself a lot. If you’re a writer and you talk to yourself, do it more often. If you don’t, now is a good time to start. Have your tools ready for the results may surprise you. Don’t hold back. Don’t seek approval. Just reach for your tools and write. Do not concern yourself with what others might think of you or your work. Doing so will prevent you from creating your best work.

“False Self Pep Talks”

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Are you doing things for the wrong reasons? Are you looking for shortcuts to happiness or success? Do you find yourself trying to justify your manipulative behavior?

False self pep talks do not fool anyone. Not even yourself. Your words are dead the moment they are spewed from your mouth. If you are using or manipulating someone for your own benefit, stop. You continually want to talk yourself into believing that it is ok. It’s not. Proof of this may be that you are the one that feels dirty and used. Why?

Going South

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Is Kanye West going south? If so, I doubt this to be intentional. Clearly, he is currently facing many life changing issues. Building a tribe takes years. For some, it’s a life’s work. Losing that tribe however, is easy. Very easy. It can be as easy as canceling a few concerts and a few misguided rants. I wish him well.

Are you building a tribe?

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