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Santa Did It
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December 24, 2020
I know for a fact I’m not the only one admitting this. Not a good night last night. With all that’s moving around us and through
us I’m shocked that any of us are still standing. My eyes were shut by my mind wouldn’t shut down. Did I meditate? Did I rely on Nidra to calm the inner core of
a war? Nope. I got up to write. Not a good decision. Once the creative imagination is activated
there’s a required time it demands to play out before checking out. 11:58pm quickly became 2:51am. There’s not enough coffee in the world to
wake up this writer. Not even a walk
through the forest on a rainy Christmas Eve Day is going to play well. Nobody wants a warrior that fails to show up
during a time of need. Here’s the
thing. I said it in the beginning. I’m not the only one present in this
storm. What I’ve learned through several
years of study is how to make and take the biggest step. You need to stay away from the
headlines. I’m talking more than Chris
Cuomo and Rush Limbaugh. Your
headlines. Oh my daughter hates me
again. How am I going to pay that
bill? Amazon didn’t deliver that
package. Back away from the headlines. I’m gonna say something that’s going to fly
miles above your head. I’m ok if you
have to go back and read it three or four times. Lord knows when it fell out of my writing
instrument I sat there thinking, “WTF?”
Pay attention. As a people we’ve
allowed ourselves to be bombarded by unfactual actuals and brain washed
examples that are built to resemble authentic stars in a daylight sky. As a people.
You and me. Your neighbors and
family. As a people. We’ve allowed ourselves to be bombarded by
unfactual actuals and brain washed examples that are built to resemble
authentic stars in a daylight sky. I
didn’t start writing at 11:58pm because I was depressed, felt fear, shame,
doubt and anxiety. That creative little
wild monkey inside needed to see the light of day at midnight. That energy source where thoughts are no
longer ideas but turn into physical steps of reality. So many of us are consumed by our headlines
that we’ve forgotten how to be us. Candy
coated plastic bathroom mirror smiles waiting to be turned into a Facebook post. No matter who you are or where you live. You were born to be creative. This nation.
This planet cannot get back on its feet in post Covid without your
creative energy and source. Now is the
time to give it some love and attention.
Do not quit your creative self.
Sure you’ve had to readjust but it’s not over. You are needed to make things work. Tap into your creative self. Listen to its expectations. Be nice to it. Allow your inner child to have a voice in the
reconstruction of the world. 11:58pm is
only a number. Use your experiences on
this journey to evolve into chapter of resurrected success.
Wednesday, December 23, 2020
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The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 229
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December 23, 2020
Becoming aware of your sub-cultured life. There’s the effect and the aftereffect. The physical act of belonging to without
participating with the expected process designed to meet the demands of
progress. Whoa! That was a lot to take in! The physical act of belonging to without
participating with the expected process designed to meet the demands of
progress. Being faith filled within the
forest that live is a subculture. The way
this collection of trees is 100% the opposite of societies perfectly pruned
limbs and sculpted lawns. Both points of
direction are beautiful. Let me put it a
different way. One of your passions is
listening to music. I’ve played music on
the radio for 41 years. The subculture
is how I believe you would probably be a greater radio talent because of your
passion for sound whereas I’ve seen what actually takes place behind the
curtain. The connection is music. The subculture is how it’s presented. I totally respect both sides! Here’s where it’s going to get heavy. The only reason why any of this came up in my
daily writing was because of what is seen and not seen as being Christian. I study.
I activate. I’m deeply involved
with community. The sub-cultured life is
that I don’t participate with the four walls of a church. I tithe by way of what my heart has been led
to. It’s joyful to hit a website and
share. But does that make me less of a
Christian? I’m one of those people that
falls under the label of being spiritual, universal and open to all beliefs and
structures or lack of. Another words I
don’t fit in. Which is why I love the
moments I get while sitting in a forest.
All of these trees, streams, lakes and wandering array of collected
animals are alive and living. Through
each of their personal experiences by way of wind, water, light and darkness,
winter and summer their sub-cultured presence paints for the heart equal
love. Equal respect. The point of this paragraph. Long before March 2020, each of us have
walked several miles clinging to the spirit of what gives us presence in a
modern world. Learning to respect another
person’s subculture was either tolerated or not associated with. Since March 2020 our personalities and
lifestyles have changed. Subculture is
larger than life. Taking the time to
listen is more important than forging unseen paths. Don’t be a Dr. Phil but rather a link to
furthered growth of a generation that has to provide. Being a people watcher I’m truly interested
in how our workplace cliques will evolve once decision makers reopen their
businesses 75 to 90%. What will the new
Teamwork attitude look like? Subcultures
have been crafted. Will they be broken
apart by the hands of the mighty check writer or can our steps into an
unpredictable future equally love and equally respect? The answer to that question starts with
you. Being a leader in your decision
making. Allow your subculture be to present
not dominate. We’re all moving through a
storm and history needs us to locate and activate peace.
Tuesday, December 22, 2020
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Stream Thinking Learning How To Live Deaf
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December 22, 2020
A different kind of Christmas. That’s the subject of my Stream Thinking
writing exercise. One page. Ten minutes.
No editing. How can you keep the
Christmas of 2020 down to a page? A
tough year. Not just for you, me, the
neighborhood but the world. You already
know that. We’ve become the generation
of nations that’ve accepted the unexpected.
We need a break. Space. To rejuvenate the inner spirit that makes
being human unique and blessed with strength.
I think it starts with a physical decision to stop saying, “I need.” We’re driving Amazon and Walmart crazy! I need.
To be kept up to date with headlines every chance I get. I need to land my eyes on those addictive
websites. I need each and every one of
them lined up. Convinced there’s balance
in life when you take them all in. This
past weekend I heard something that wasted no time getting into my creative
soul. The movie Sound Of Metal. Big time Heavy Metal drummer becomes
deaf. Not slowly. Overnight.
Boom! Out goes the lights. He had to disconnect from the world he once
knew. To learn how to communicate. To embrace.
To grow. It wasn’t easy. He wanted the implants. Life will be better again. You know back to normal. His mentor calmly invited him to try a daily
exercise, “Walk into the room that I’ve provided for you and learn how to live
deaf.” Stop! Rewind. Learn how to live deaf? Accept all that is real. Begin a process of
learning in a way of not injuring. Get
your mind off the quick fix back to normal.
Learn how to live deaf. Instantly
this movie grabbed me by the nap of the neck.
As a globe we are living with something we don’t have control over and
we’re wasting enormous amounts of energy and time trying to locate the implants. As mentioned.
I’ve got a horrible problem with staying too close to the headlines. During this digital age every person has a
voice. A single thought from their
writing instrument can become what feels like the quick fix. Only to face plant the soul into another
trashed out day of let’s pretend. What
if we agreed to do the daily exercise from the movie? Walk into a room. No digital devices. A cup of coffee. A donut, writing instrument and pad of
paper. No music. You.
With yourself. Learning how to
live deaf. How quickly will you become
angry? Deprivation is a horrible place
to walk. Do you stay in the room? Thinking of it as a place of misery and discipline? I’m a daily writer. I’ve experienced the jotting down of thought
for 27 years. But never by myself. Wanna take a walk? A new journey? Learn to live deaf…