Reflections arent always what you see…..sometimes, when your looking you see what you ONLY choose to see. Everything has a form of beauty in it…..look past outward appearances, and find what draws you in. You may be surprised at what you find.
Jewels on a necklace
cut differently, you and I
all attached one way or another on a strand,
in life just touching one another briefly,
as we stroll through our lives journeys individually.
Thought for the day…….
Where does brilliance come from?
The body, or mind?
Heart or soul?
In which direction does it flow?
Lastly, just how bright do you shine to others?
It has been some months now that I have unplugged, and for good reason. It has been a bumpy ride, and I have found myself doing more soul searching. These last few months have left me in more emotional anguish, jobless, and in pain then I care to share. However, it has taught me one thing, that being that we are ALL invaluable. Some of us have never tasted the feelings of self worthlessness, some have. In any case, I have to say that no matter who you are, what background you came from, there IS purpose. What that purpose is, Im not entirely sure. Thats what your own journey decides in life. That will be another day. To be honest, I wasnt sure just how many people I have touched, and often wondered, should I stop blogging or sharing all together?? With that said, I will continue to share my thoughts on life, abuse, and emotional baggage as I have done in the past. I will also gladly continue posting my pictures everytime I blog just to keep you all in high spirits. If you choose not to read my posts Im ok with that…..however, you may find yourself one day thinking back on something that I’ve shared that may have touched you in one way or another…..at least, thats what Im aiming for! Im not looking to become famous, or rich….just to be honest, and share in life journeys what may help someone, somewhere along the line in how to be more loving, positive, and cope more productively instead of just being numb and self destructing or simply on auto pilot going through life feeling no purpose. Im here, always have been…your not alone…never will be. You are loved….and you will always have a friend in me.
I wish for you during this time of seasonal change, the harvesting of a new spirit. Inner sanctum and peace, a place in your soul that you may tap into to get comfortable within your skin, and reclaim you and your life. Health and prosperity, love, and a kindred heart. Live life everyday with no regrets and love entirely, never give up, and dont hold back. Explore your mind, spirit, and soul with all you have….learn to put yourself first.
Until next blogcast…..Be well my lovelies….be well!
Clowns wear a face that”s painted intentionally on them so they
appear to be happy or sad. what kind of mask are you wearing today?
Clowns Cry to. I wonder why that is. They are under paid and underrated I believe. Its truly amazing how they can put on a show, forgetting their own lives, to bring joy and happiness to others that need it. They are laughed at, mocked, and people snort and point at them behind their backs. They are painted comedians. What I find most interesting is that in almost all cases the clown or comedian has come from some form of tragedy. Laughter heals they say. I would like to meet the person responsible for this “so called” saying and ask him/her personally what makes him/her the expert on that. So much pressure is put onto the person that is the abused or the victim. We are expected to go through life pretending that nothing has happened or is wrong. We are forced to set aside our own feelings, never dealing with them, and suck it up and move on.
“The mind is but a mystical dark circus;
we are nothing but a clown playing along to life’s theater.
Our faces delicately brimming with giggles;
painted in bright colors,
As we hide from the world…..
showing them only what they truly want to see.”
— G. Parkhurst
There is much pain, sorrow, and sadness in most of us, as we trot along in life. In most cases people are so oblivious they don”t even see. In fact, is it that they don”t see…or wanna see? Could they handle it? Its a hard luck life,…….. no, a hard luck story. No clown or comedian asks you to feel sorry for them. Just that you take time to understand them. To respect them and all the hurt that comes along with them. Most often times, we are not seen or heard. We dress to impress and put on our happy face, pushing aside those things that haunt us.
” I remain in the dark.
My face misrepresented by this circus of life, tormented by my emotions and memories.
My mind constantly working, never allowing silence or peace.
I fear the silence, it shreds my soul a bit at a time, never leaving me
to stop entertaining the idea that I MUST continue to hide behind a mask.
For behind this mask of characters, nobody can see what truly pains me.
My heart is lost to the enchantment of each mask, intricately made, just for me, that I must put on and wear.
Im caught up in confusion, cleverly disguised as being a normal person.”
— G. Parkhurst
I’ve heard people often remark that they are scared of clowns. Some petrified. Why you ask? Could it be that those very same people are in tune with their surroundings? Im not saying pedophile here….Im saying that possibly they see past the paint and all the make-up. Their intuitions prove that they see that there is so much more beneath the surface. What is it that they are hiding? What really is going on in their souls and minds? Could it be they see the pain, trauma, horror, abuse…or even evilness? Kinda scary to me.
The bottom line is that the next time you find yourself judging someone…look at them a little deeper with more understanding and compassion. Dont expect them to pick up…dust right off..move on…forget and forgive. It should be on our time, not yours. Try to get past the clown and see the person. Try to be understanding and get to know them. Listen to their stories and what they are really trying to tell you without speaking.
They are my heroes….and I there sister or brother. We are family. We share a commonality. We have a unwritten or unspoken bond,
I respect them and their jobs, they do it so well, and I like them, and so many others out there, who bring joy to others where there is sadness. Its a heavy burden to carry. However, when I put my mask on..its easier to focus my energy on your pain and sadness…then to face my inner demons and fears, i would rather forget about mine, to help you let go of yours! We touch peoples lives every day and forget about our own…casting it to the wayside. SO much so…..that we get lost in ourselves…some struggling to get out…others content in still wearing the masks…it no longer is just a mask…but has become and always will be part of who and what they truly are…….lost forever…what we wanna be…and wanna do…or ever wanna feel.
What mask are you wearing today?
I wish for you today a sense of inner peace and healing. Truly that you know that you are not alone and that no matter what mask you choose…..I love you for who you are, not which one you choose to wear. Dont fear the mask…embrace it and let it surround you and keep you. In it, you feel a sense of safety. Its ok. I wont and dont judge you. When you are ready, I and others like me will be here for you to help you, guide you, encourage you, and we will ALWAYS love and support you! Safe journeys today for your inner spirit…let your mind wander freely today, reflecting on which masks can be thrown out and which ones you still need.
Until next time my fellow clowns…..live to laugh another day, shed a tear , and always keep smiling! ❤
No one can hear you scream
high up on a mountain top
Left alone for the wind to swiftly
carry your worries and thoughts off
It takes your breathe away with
the sounds of birds and the breeze
blowing freely swaying through the trees
The sun kissing your skin
melting into it as it comes so alive with warmth
giving generosity and showering me with its natural powers and charm
Staring straight into the heart and soul
of its timeless beauty
and surrounded by its drawing forces through my minds eye
It sweeps me away, cleansing my inner fears taking with it my inhibitions
making me feel things I have buried so deep
I become enveloped, entranced by its wondrous nature
grounded by its strength
All time is forgotten and lost becoming non- existent
I become one and am reminded just how
peaceful and splendid life can be
for up on a mountain top……
Nobody can hear or see me!
— G. Parkhurst
Photo — G. Parkhurst
Taken Leavenworth March 2014
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We ALL our demons…..mine are part of my family. Unfortunately, we cant pick and choose them. I would pick demons over my family however, any day. At least I know what they are, in what closets they hide themselves, and what to expect from them. Cant say the same about my family…..they are about as fucked up as they come. In my family, its split in my directions, and the “normal” is complete chaos and dysfunction. My family has more secrets then any major government conspiracy I think. Its corrupt, full of lies, and abusers, thieves, and rapists…..that’s just a brief summary. Like I said…to bad that we cant pick our family…..I would have clearly elected to simply NOT have one at all!
I was out taking my pictures to bring to my blogs and I happened to capture this. I was completely taken back by it. I stood there frozen. My feet like concrete. I realized he had the answers that most of us seek. If life’s a garden….I wanna walk in it……take time to enjoy the things around you…….forget the past it was yesterday…tomorrow hasn’t come, don’t let it worry you…live in today , in the moment. Breathe deeply……and know that with each passing moment you become stronger, and wiser. We cannot control others…but we have control over our selves and our feelings and thoughts……live according to YOUR plan…NOT someone elses…….learn to forgive yourself….making mistakes….only means your human!
Hope to see you all soon……Peace, Love, Harmony, and Balance to you….may your soul find what it is that you are in search for on your journey in life!
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