Signs and Trusting them

I think everybody's done it..

That nagging voice, or the gut feeling: "should I" or "shouldn't I"

There's always a choice in doing something, or not. Is it a knee jerk reaction stopping you from doing "X"? is it your brain thinking you out of it? is it your gut saying "Give 'er"?

The one who always dives in is consdiered "reckless".. the one always saying no: spineless.. is it a label that keeps you from doing what you want?

Some sage advice i've gotten over the past few months began as a small "crackpot" seed planted in my brain has germinated into something i'm now wishing i'd done earlier in life.. if you don't know the answer, "ask"..

the "crackpot" part of this is based on the idea that something out there is watching over us.. what ever it is (or whatever *they* is..) truly wants us to be ultimately happy and safe.. i say ultimately, because there's sometimes a whole lot of misery one must endure to truly appreciate the happiness you're entitled to..

so here's the thing.. "Ask".. then watch for signs..

if you're not sure about a situation, or what to do, a "normal" methodology is to bounce an idea off of someone you trust, right?

so who better to trust, than someone who's looking out for you? If you "Ask", out loud, in your head, *however* you decide to do it, they'll get the opportunity to tell you..

then watch for signs.. a song on the radio that catches your ear.. a bilboard that catches your eye... your gut reaction to actually hearing the question out loud.. the form of the answer you need will be specific to you, and you'll resonate with it..  just be open to looking for it, and *trusting* the sign.. even if it makes your heart heavy to do so..  because remember, its your ULTIMATE happiness that they're looking to give you (which may mean not being happy "right now")

so take a chance.. have some faith.. or at worst, give it a shot sometime when you're just plain really not sure about something.. Ask, watch for signs, then trust..

oh, and as far as that "crackpottery" go's.. some would call it angels.. some would call it god, or allah.. or pick your diety.. call it whatever makes you comforatable,

because it also could be just "you"...

Valentine's day

(originally i wrote this in a note in Facebook.. but it got me in the mood to start up my blogging, so i figured it was only fit that i replicate it here... I know i wrote it because i couldn't be with the one i want to be with on this day, in the hopes she reads it and knows i'm still thinking of her.. a sneaky way of allowing me to give her a valantine without actually giving her one.. heh.. but it is also something i believe to be true.. so read! as always, i welcome feedback..)

oddly enough, for as much of a fool for love and romance as i am, i don't celebrate Valentine's day..
 

i *understand* it..  i get it.. and i recognize it.. but i've always felt picking just one particular day to show you someone you love em just wasn't quite right.. and never really "enough".. i'd rather tell someone i love em every day.. do something special for them on a consistantly irregular basis (keep em on their toes!), to show that you care, you're just thinking of them, and they're worth making an effort for.. and hell, that you're just plain happy they're a part of your life!




not that doing something special for your Hunny Feb 14th should be SHUNNED.. i just don't think it should be an acceptable excuse for *not* doing little things for the one you love over the course of the rest of the year.. Love is a partnership of mutual respect, passion and true caring for that special someone who shares your space and time.


so rather than just let the day pass, i invested some time and came across this:
http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/st-valentine-beheaded



one theory of how valentine's day started.. in a nutshell: an unfair decree in the pax romana is passed (no marriages or engagments), Priest defies "the man", marrying people in secret, and gets beheaded for it.

Pretty unsavory when you mash it down into it's basic parts.


but the devil's in the details..
- the priest defied tyranny to allow true love to flourish, even in the face of possible (and in his case, eventual) death..
- a note left for his jailor's daughter, of thanks for her companionship  (and possible love), found in his cell on the day of his execution

so if you take anything from my ramblings, take this executive summary.. this priest died for the service of love, and so in honor of his noble intentions, on this day, tell the one you love "you love them" today, by prose, writ, or word..

and keep  remembering them for the other 364 days that come.



so on that note: :O)

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Flowers bloom and wither, pictures fade, "unforgettable" events come and go..
memories become convoluted over time; details of where and what, faltering..

except for those truly special times, burned forrever in the mind..
never failing.. never forgotten.. always as vivid and bright as if only yesterday..

every day i spend with you
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a wise man once said "of all the emotions i could choose,  I choose love"
abso-lootly.. :O)

Happy valentines day!
"Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while."

A New Beginning to an Old Friend

My life's gone through some troubly-bits.. some of my own doing, others not.. who hasn't?
(and who's lying..) ;O)

After this latest bout of seemingly unsurmountable devestation, i was advised by someone I trust to start writing down my feelings.. and to start putting to pen things that come to my head..

"These thoughts are going to help someone else someday, but it's up to you to either seize this part of your lifepath, or to do nothing.."

Welp.. the lazy in me said: sounds like a lot of work..

But there's something in me that wants to "help".. i put help in quotes for a reason.. what i say here may be gospel.. may be utter BS.. it'll be up to the reader to decide.

But i can't deny my gift.  To "listen" to someone is something my soulmate once told me i had a gift for.. "you're my rock" she said.. She wasn't the first.. but coming from her made it believable.. and utterly desireable.

I embraced it, for as much as I am her rock, she is my passion.. She inspires me to dream and to follow those dreams, and I in turn, ground her so she can make her dreams real.. I hope to continue to do so, even though she isn't currently mine. And i hope i will get the opportunity to say this to her face to face.

in fact: i know i will.. because i believe in us. Whatever path "US"  takes us on..

Until then, "I miss you Angel.. I love you,  and I thank you"

Writing is something i've always had a gift for. I used to do it often, hence the title..

My words may not be elequent (or spelled correctly) but the thoughts behind them will resonate for some of you.. if you've found this page, then you're searching for something.

Ask, and you may find an answer..
Read, and you may find courage to Ask..
Search, and you will find cause to Read
and use what you find to answer your own questions...

Do nothing, and you'll reap that reward as well.

Step 1: get off your ass.

thanks for reading!