Maybe There’s A God Above

1. the abode of god, the angels, and the spirits of the righteous after death;the place or state of existence of the blessed after the mortal life
2. heavens~
     a. used interjectionally to express emphasis, surprise, etc.
     b. a wooden roof or canopy over the outer stage of an Elizabethan theater
3. The sky, firmament, or expanse of space surrounding the earth
4. a place or state of supreme happiness
Supreme.  Wow.  Have you had that?  Something supreme.  Have you felt this?
Contrary to it’s assumed positive undertone, it’s impact is best made in the darkest of times.  Why?  Maybe because it’s at our most desperate, we are able to SEE.  To see with clarity.  This is what I believe. This conclusion didn’t come easy though.
I avoided it for a long time.  Why?  Because I wanted to believe in something.  I had a vision.  A vision which I always believed in.  But then it was gone forever, before even beginning, never to be a reality.  It died.  It died just within my grasp.
When something dies, it creates a pain.  A pain to carry.  You just carry it wherever you go.  A constant weight on the heart, which you pretend isn’t there.  Pretending.
But as most things ignored, it won’t be ignored for too long.  And when that moment arrives, it’s frightening, isolating, and baring.  Exposing one’s most intimate fears and beauty.  Both full and knowing.  Knowing you need to SEE both, to survive what you carry.
Alas, there is a purpose to the pain.
My mission is to understand that purpose.  If that’s possible.  It might take days or it might take eternity.  But one thing is clear, I look upwards and onward …and know exactly why.
Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah [x4]
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew you
And I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

As You Choose Them To Be

1.  something that is asked; a favor sought
2.  benefit; blessing; something to be thankful for
When is the last time you were really appreciative of what’s good in your life?
For all the things I think I need, I already have the most important.  And they don’t have much of anything to do with “things”.  It’s more of an acceptance of who I am.
To walk the planet knowing the best thing for me is to be me is one thing.  To have the forces supporting me to do just that…well this is quite another.
Not everyone has this.
When you SEE the gifts of life, the troubles are only as you choose them to be.
Boons come in all forms.  Throughout your tenure.  Reminding you to say thank you.
To say it just when things seem utterly hopeless.  THANK YOU!

Let’s Go Be Happy



1.  to spring through the air from one point or position to another; jump 
2.  to move or act quickly or suddenly 
3.  to pass, come, rise, etc., as if with a jump: 
4.  to jump over 
5.  to cause to leap
6.  spring, jump, or bound; a light, springing movement  
7.  the distance covered in a leap 
8.  a place leaped or to be leaped over or from
9.  a sudden or abrupt transition

10.  by leaps and bounds, very rapidly 
11.  leap in the dark, an action of which the consequences are unknown 
12.  leap of faith, an act or instance of accepting or trusting in something that cannot readily be seen or proved but in your heart is KNOWN…
A simple and profound realization which so many of us consider and too few KNOW to be ours?  I SEE it to be within grasp.  Or maybe I was always holding it…only my grip had loosened on my understanding of it’s concept.  Instead of dwelling on the don’t haves, couldn’t do, will never be, I am ready to embrace myself with unabashed acceptance of who I have become.
 At some point, it comes down to a choice, (which we actually all have), to have trust in the process of our lives.  To trust that when things don’t go our way, life has a plan…even if the one we set forth on, falls through and completely apart. My reaction when things fell apart was the key.  So what does it mean?  Well, basically the difference between being frozen in fear, trapped in a safe, chance-less existence, OR freeing yourself forever, as you stretch to climb to new heights.
New heights of comprehension, humility, gratitude, desire, and will.  Heights which initially could not been foreSEEn. They would have been lost and unknown forever, had it not been for a brave leap of faith to a planet waiting to amaze.  So, what do you say we jump and let’s go be happy?