Thursday, August 8, 2013
Friday, July 26, 2013
Emotional cocktail
Emotional cocktail
spent
time with my friend as I do now and then,
sharing
what we have of our memories and what we choose to express,
some
of the emotions that go with the memories that are hard to digest,
but
as friends we go on, because some emotions need to be released.
When
it seems to be difficult and tears are so close, there's something about a
friend, that can help you get through and when you add in a hug, a touch, a
laugh and a dance when you take your next breath you realize this. You just
shared an emotional cocktail and with a friend they can taste so good. There is
no set recipe but it seems that as long as love is a part of the ingredient the
emotions from those memories are better when shared with someone who cares.
Someone who if they could as all friends do would gladly take your pain so you
wouldn't have to be sad.
Then
sadness is an ingredient in an emotional cocktail that needs to be blended with
love, concern, compassion, and understanding that sadness is a part of our
emotions and there are things in our past, in our memories that cannot be
denied or made light of and that no amount of faith or philosophy will take
away the pain. Emotional cocktail I had one just the other night shared with a
friend as that's what we do. We try not to have too much and most of the time
we do not but now and then. I'm looking for something within and realize that
my searching makes what I seek seem out of reach.
When
I do not search and try to find the feelings to express I give up that illusion
that I am capable on my own of expressing the beauty that is beyond me. It is
the realization that beauty comes not from me but as a source available to
everyone if they would listen and feel the beauty that is around us and in us
but at the same time a gift that we might share and not try to possess
exclusively for our own purposes.
I
wish to reconnect as often as I possibly can to the source beyond me and beyond
you the source that is here ,the source that is love a source that is beauty
and I must be ready for that when given freely from that source. My house must
be clean my heart must be open I'm just a man and don't say that as an excuse
but realize that as a man I'm at constant war at one time or another with
myself as I believe both men and women are. I seek peace within myself so that
peace can be shared in this form with the people in my life now and the people
to come.
Friday, May 31, 2013
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Figured out how to get back to my blog finally
It may be that blogging is not for me, but since I found out how to get back to post a new blog after going through two additional accounts here I am. My interest has been renewed by the possibility of doing a podcast. In some reading material I was reading it said the best way to do this was from a blog.
Not feeling very well today, and I'm sure that my comprehension level is rather low, but I'm going to at least write down my name and password so I can get back to this particular spot which took me so long to return to.
Yesterday I did audition for a book that is searching for a narrator. The name of the book is The Finger. It's a story about getting older in America. I felt that I would be the ideal person to do such a narration, but have not heard back since I submitted my audition. Getting back into recording, and hopefully will learn how to do a better job and according to one video be more professional. I'm not really striving for professionalism, and I'm sure that shows in my work.
I was recently married to Rhonda formally Mendoza who is now Rhonda Riley Whisenant. I'm sure she did not consider the mispronunciations that are to come with this particular last name, but I think that would probably fall under the heading of for better or for worse. Actually it's been more of a source of amusement for me through the years.
I'm dictating this blog entry, and hopeful that the misinterpretations will be limited, but in case you do come across something that seems a bit out of place it will indicate that I missed something in the translation.
The idea of doing a podcast using the pen name of séance fullofit is appealing to me, so will give that some consideration in the time to come.
For now Rhonda and I are doing very well, and except for a few minor health issues, I'm doing extremely well and so is she. It occurs to me that the Internet can fail, and this seemingly recent journal entry by the name of a blog could be lost. Fortunately I seem to have no shortage of words, or the ability from time to time to string them together into some semblance of coherency.
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