Venomous Truth

How many times to we let ourselves get talked out of OUR dreams by those to whom they don’t make sense?  Seriously! Think about it.  Why are we where we are? I’ll tell you why…Because we CHOOSE to be there.  I do believe that I have set artificial limitations on myself in the past couple of years and I am about to get totally bad-ass when it comes to changing my life.   I already began the process a few months back when I kicked certain people out of my life for good. I also changed my phone number.

Now I have to set more goals.  I have to allow my ambition to move forward and will not be deterred by anyone.  Mark my word.  In 6-8 weeks, a new person will emerge around here.  I will promote those who do quality work.  I will do so unabashedly.  If people don’t like it, OH WELL.

I will not live the rest of my life for others.  This is my time and I will go where the wind blows my sails and fly to wherever my wings will lead.  I am free. That being said, I’m taking a special trip for MOI in March…Photos and such will follow.

Waiting for You & The Road I’ve Travelled

 

WAITING FOR YOU

I leapt from the top of the cliff, my wings beating more swiftly than the wind that gave me speed. I swooped down to see the grasslands below and then made a right turn and headed for the south. Instinctively I knew when it was time to leave my nest and go toward the sea, but I waited for you until I could wait no more.

As my brothers and sisters took flight, I stayed just a little way behind them, hoping to find you among them, as we crossed many mountains and rivers. You never came. I then swooped upward into the mist and rose high above it thinking that you played a game of hide and seek.

I began to grow tired as the bright glow I could see was now becoming shades of blues, purples and pinks. I knew I had to stop for the night. As stars began to appear, I took rest with my brothers and sisters. After many days we reached the shore of our new home. As the sun greeted me the next morning, we again began to jostle around and move about, continuing our existence. And I went on living, still waiting for you.

THE ROAD I’VE TRAVELLED

Another winding road–twisting in all directions
taking me with it at every turn like a rushing wind
and not giving me reprieve for one second–
Until I call on Calypso to take charge
So I can just take in the rain she gives
While standing still as that road keeps winding…

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