There’ll Be No…

 

If you ever leave me, baby,
Leave some morphine at my door
‘Cause it would take a whole lot of medication
To realize what we used to have,
We don’t have it anymore.

There’s no religion that could save me
No matter how long my knees are on the floor(Ooh)
So keep in mind all the sacrifices I’m makin’
To keep you by my side
To keep you from walkin’ out the door.

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday it’ll rain, rain, ra-a-a-ain

I’ll never be your mother’s favorite
Your daddy can’t even look me in the eye
Ooh, if I was in their shoes, I’d be doing the same thing
Sayin’ “There goes my little girl
Walkin’ with that troublesome guy”

But they’re just afraid of something they can’t understand
Ooh, but little darlin’ watch me change their minds
Yeah for you I’ll try I’ll try I’ll try I’ll try
I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding
If that’ll make you mine

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday it’ll rain, rain, ra-a-a-ain

Oh, don’t just say (don’t just say) goodbye (goodbye),
Don’t just say (don’t just say) goodbye (goodbye)
I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding
If that’ll make it right

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday it’ll rain, rain, ra-a-a-ain

Maybe There’s A God Above

heav·en  
–noun
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
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
Hallelujah

Pay It Forward

share
 –noun  
1.  one of the equal fractional parts into which the capital stock of a joint-stock company or a corporation is divided  

2.  the full or proper portion or part allotted or belonging to or contributed or owed by an individual or group
I have plenty.  So it seems appropriate to think about someone other than myself.  Shocking isn’t it?  So shocking that it took years to accept it.  But it has sunk in.  I’m basically a study in the practice of perseverance and patience.
But there is no way I would have ended up in this place unless I had someone by my side.  In “light” of the the time and energy this person has given of themselves to our life, it’s now my turn to devote my  life’s work to not letting another second go by without giving in the same manner.
What separates some from the selfless?  They don’t have to be taught.  But it is within us all.
Look around, share of yourself, and pay it forward.
There are plenty who could use a lucky star in their life.  I have one such star.  So bright.
Help someone find their way home.
Dear You,
Thank you for quietly shining your bright light, finding me, and bringing me home.
Love, Me

“When you’re lost and you’re alone and you cant get back again
I will find you darling and I will bring you home.”

~By Your Side, Sade

Sent From Up Above

Oh, angel sent from up above
You know you make my world light up
When I was down, when I was hurt
You came to lift me up
Life is a drink and love’s a drug
Oh now I think I must be miles up
When I was a river dried up
You came to rain a flood
And said drink from me, drink from me
When I was so thirsty
Pour on a symphony
Now I just can’t get enough
Put your wings on me, wings on me
When I was so heavy
Soaring on symphony
When I’m low, low, low, low
I-Oh-I-Oh
Got me feeling drunk and high
So high, so high
Oh-I-Oh-I-Oh
Now I’m feeling drunk and high
So high, so high
(Woo)
(Woo-ooo-ooo-woo)
Oh, angel sent from up above
I feel it coursing through my blood
Life is a drink and your love’s about
To make the stars come out
Put your wings on me, wings on me
When I was so heavy
Soaring on symphony
When I’m low, low, low, low
I-Oh-I-Oh
Got me feeling drunk and high
So high, so high
Oh-I-Oh-I-Oh
I’m feeling drunk and high
So high, so high
I-Oh-I-Oh
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
So high, so high
I-Oh-I-Oh
I’m feeling drunk and high
So high, so high
That we shoot across the sky

A Soldier Of Love

front line
-adjective 
1.  located or designed to be used at a military front line
2. highly experienced or proficient in the performance of one’s duties
-noun  
3.  front
4.  the visible forefront in any action, activity, or field
Battles come in all shapes and forms.  We all have them and whether we like it or not, they should to be faced.  How we face them, and more importantly, when, can be the key to avoiding post traumatic stress disorder (or at least decreasing the recovery time).
Having a close, reliable source, I can say Clarity Girl has acquired more than a few wounds along her search for clarity.  Some wounds deeper than others.  But all impactful to her current and future existence.
Wounds take time to heal.  They require care, rest, and consideration.  All items which Clarity Girl only recently realized were in need of immediate attention.
Why now?  Excellent question. Well, an interesting things occurs when one is so focused on not focusing on something.  It gets ignored.  Then the universe, in it’s infinite wisdom, makes it impossible to ignore any of it any longer.
This is when the flood gates open and game on.
There is no time to prepare, to condition, to grab the emergency kit.  That time has passed.  You have to adapt quickly.  There are bullets of the past hitting scars, reopening old wounds all over.  And out of no where, one is forced into full MacGyver mode. (Google it).
Make it or break it time has arrived.
Funny thing happens when this moment arrives.  Once the anarchy is absorbed and accepted, it’s calm.  It’s quiet.  And your heart can finally speak and be heard.  What did it say?
“In the name of love.”
There on the front line of my life, tattered to the core, brought to my knees, I knew I would always be a soldier of love.
So I battle on…

“Let It Help You Along”

Take My Love With You~Bonnie Raitt
Daylight, I think about you and wonder where you are
At night I’m wishing, looking at the stars,
But I don’t worry ‘bout you, I know that soon you’ll be home.
But while you’re gone

Take my love with you.
Let it be the light that sees you through,
Chase away your blues.
Where you go and what you do,
Take my love with you.

I’ll be your talisman.
I’ll be your lucky charm.
Put it in your pocket.
Put it in your heart.
That in your weakness, baby, just let it help you along.
And make you strong

Take my love with you.
Let it be the light that sees you through,
Chase away your blues.
Where you go and what you do.
Take my love with you.
Take my love with you.
Take my love with you.

And if the world around you begins to crumble and fall,
It wouldn’t matter at all

Take my love with you.
Let it be the light that sees you through,
Chase away your blues.
Where you go and what you do
Take my love with you.
Let it be the light that sees you through,
Chase away your blues.
Where you go and what you do,
Take my love with you.
Take my love with you.
Take my love with you.
Take my love with you.

By Giving Me Yours

heart
noun
1.~Botany
the core of a tree; the solid central part without sap or albumen
2.  good condition for production, growth
3.~Zoology
a.  the homologous structure in other vertebrates, consisting of four chambers in mammals and birds and three chambers in reptiles and amphibians.
b.the analogous contractile structure in invertebrate animals, as the tubular heart of the spider and earthworm.
4.  the center of the total personality, especially with reference to intuition,feeling, or emotion
5.  the center of emotion, especially as contrasted to the head as the center ofthe intellect
6.  capacity for sympathy; feeling; affection
7.  ~Anatomy
a.  ahollow,pumplike organ of blood circulation, composed mainly ofrhythmically contractile smooth muscle, located in the chest between thelungs and slightly to the left and consisting of four chambers
8.  a person (used especially in expressions of praise or affection) spirit, courage, or enthusiasm
9.  the innermost or central part of anything
Dear You,
“They” say love makes you weak in the knees.  What about calves?  I woke up this weekend and I could barely walk across the room.  Anyways, if the knees are the first to go when you fall in love, what happens when love ends?
When you are the one who didn’t want love to end, the lasting affects can be especially traumatic.  At least for an unknown amount of time.  This is what sucks-the not knowing “when is this feeling going to end?”
Along with the high you once felt, the lows are just as deep.  The astonishment you once felt and thought, “how did you get this lucky?”, turns to a stunning sense of shock.  The shock waves ripple like a missile to the place inside, leaving you convinced you can never let anyone in there again.
This missile blew my soul into so many pieces.  It was unimaginable that the pain would ever recede far away enough for anything alive to have enough air to survive.  It would be a long while before an outsider was given an insiders view to this special space.  To allow them to occupy me fully again.
But then one day it happened.  The surge of vitality caused me to awaken and SEE.  I could feel life beginning to pump throughout me.
It was because of you.
There are moments of realization which are fleeting.  If you blink one too many times, they can be lost forever.  You are a once in my lifetime moment.  The time when the world came together just long enough to make me SEE.
The planets aligned.  The force of it allowed the universe to resuscitate me.  You brought back the innermost part of me, by giving me yours.  You have my heart always.  Thank you.
I love you.
~Me

 

There’s A Quiet Storm

ta·boo
noun, plural ta·boos
  1.  a prohibition or interdiction of anything; exclusion from use or practice
  2. (among the Polynesians and other peoples of the South Pacific)
    a.  the system, practice, or act whereby things are set apart as sacred, forbidden for general use, or placed under a prohibition or interdiction.
    b.  the condition of being so set apart, forbidden, or interdicted
  3. exclusion from social relations; ostracism
adjective
  1. prohibited or excluded from use or practice
  2. proscribed by society as improper or unacceptable
Interesting concept wouldn’t you agree?
In a way, like the rain when it falls.  It comes down sometimes without warning but needed each time.  I think it’s like you.  Some things in life are known by simply living them.  This is you.
Simplicity, comfort, and peace is what you provide…just like the rain’s rhythm.
How can this be wrong?
Why are we drawn to that which we know is not good for us?
Or is that just the voice of society defining what we should want vs. following the quiet storm bounding us to our sweetest taboo?
Sweetest Taboo~Sade
If I tell you
If I tell you now
Will you keep on
Will you keep on loving me
If I tell you
If I tell you how I feel
Will you keep bringing out the best in me

You give me, you give me the sweetest taboo
You give me, you’re giving me the sweetest taboo
Too good for me

There’s a quiet storm
and it never felt like this before
There’s a quiet storm
that is you
There’s a quiet storm
and it never felt this hot before
Giving me something that’s taboo
(Sometimes I think you’re just too good for me)

You give me the sweetest taboo
That’s why I’m in love with you (with you)
You give me the sweetest taboo
too good for me
(Sometimes I think you’re just too good for me)

I’d do anything for you, I’d stand out in the rain
Anything you want me to do, don’t let it slip away
There’s a quiet storm
and it never felt like this before
There’s a quiet storm
I think it’s you
There’s a quiet storm
and i never felt this hot before
Giving me something that’s taboo

You give me the (you give me the) sweetest taboo
That’s why I’m in love with you (with you)
You give me, keep giving me the sweetest taboo
Too good for me

You’ve got the biggest heart
Sometimes i think you’re just too good for me
Every day is Christmas, and every night is new year’s eve
Will you keep on loving me
Will you keep on, will you keep on
Bringing out the best in me

As You Choose Them To Be

boon
noun
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!