365 Days Later…

Knowing~Photo by Trupti

You never know what a new day can bring.  Today, for me, came a message from the past.  A reinforcement of sorts to stay…be steadfast to my truth.  Doubt has a way of meandering into our lives just when we begin on the path of “It’s coming together and I’ve got this.”  As if it knows just when to enter the dialogue in our head.  You know of which voices I write.

And then it happens…a moment of clarity.  Shutting down those voices.

At various stages in our lives, time can stand still or push us forward like the speed of light.  But then the moment comes where you want to evolve, it’s value, and trust that eventually, you will be exactly where you were meant to be.

Wiser and grateful in the place you have landed 365 days later.


Caution: Falling Rocks Ahead

  1. a round about or circuitous way or course, especially one used temporarily when the main route is closed.
  2. an indirect or roundabout procedure, path
  1. to make a detour; go by way of a detour
  2. to make a detour around
  3. to cause to make a detour
Having to change the designated route can be frustrating.  How do you handle things when you have to?
I have the tendency to methodically swing like a pendulum when adaptation is necessary.  After all, I was born under the sign of the scales.  Finding the right balance is key to my happy, peaceful existence.
Some can rally and make the best of it while others get overwhelmed and sucked into the negativity of it all.  Which person are you?
The reason for this question?  Curiosity I guess.  Curious to understand how we as mortals behave and why.  I have been witness to an array of responses within a plethora of human situations.
How we react to our own circumstances and how we behave when in the company of others when it comes to light someone is going through something.  Main point here is, THEY are going through it.  “Through” infers there is another side they are working to get to and the way they choose to do it.
 But it may not be similar to how you would do it.
It’s still a bit shocking to SEE how the most accomplished, educated, and superficially envied people, lose all sense of reason and composure when either things don’t go their way or you use your free will to disagree with them.  The result?  Pretty much a child throwing a temper tantrum when they are asked to share their favorite toy.  But they are adults and supposed to know better.
What is the lesson here?
We all have problems.  To each of us, they are significant and impact our existence in one form or another.
You don’t know what detour people have had to take to get back on the main road and continue on their way.
Be mindful of this when you speak, drive, email, or basically anything involving human contact.
No matter how much you may think you are helping, sometimes you’re just another falling rock in their path.
Rock Detour~Photo by Trupti

To Save Me From Myself

verb (used with object)
1.  Computers~ to copy (a file) from RAM onto a disk or other storagemedium.
2. Sports~ to stop (a ball or puck) from entering one’s goal.
3. to avoid the spending, consumption, or waste of  
4. to set aside, reserve
5. to rescue from danger or possible harm, injury, or loss
6. to keep safe, intact, or unhurt; safeguard; preserve
7.  Theology~to deliver from the power and consequences of sin.8.
to keep from being lost
New month beginning inspirations coming on like a locomotive.  Fast and with frenzy, thoughts rush in.  Just how easy it could have been to have gone off the track?  Be derailed forever.
How is it some have a clarity that others can not SEE?  Why does it take some longer to find this level of clarity?  Does everyone eventually find their own clarity, even if it’s literally at the end of everything?
Or are some lost forever in this battle of good vs.evil?
I’ll start with this, I know I don’t know the answers to these questions definitively.  What I do know is that only when I wanted to change did things occur.  Taking all my life’s reflections and putting them to work from within and working my way out.  UGH.  Slow, patient, and often painful steps out of the well I had fallen into.
But not all of us survive long enough to come to this realization.
I know I was fortunate.  Very lucky or is it blessed?
Only when I wanted to change deeply enough did it happen.  What helped in opening my eyes to the reality I had created?  What brought me back?
My Wonderwall.
To say thank you for this is beyond words or actions.  A gift of this significance can only be repaid and respected appropriately by living everyday with perseverance, passion, and gratitude.
The power it takes to propel someone to a higher level of understanding, acceptance, and clarity is a sign of “the force”.  But to keep someone from being lost forever…to save them from themselves, is a power from the beyond.
To My Love, Thank you.

The Tides Of Hope

Like waves
Some thunderous
Others soothing
Cold with froth
Refreshing under the sun
Day to day
Carrying in
But always back
Into vastness
Sometimes darkness
Pulling and pushing
Stronger than will
(Or are they?)
Swim to the light
Glide up
Without effort
Like pouring water
Significant but tranquil
Moving gently
Back and forth
To a safe deep hope
~Clarity Girl
Tides of Hope~Photo by Trupti



Shooting For The Moon

1. to point or direct a gun, punch, etc., toward 
2. to position or direct (a firearm, ball, arrow, rocket, DREAMS etc.) so that,on firing or release, the discharged projectile will hit a target or travel along acertain path.
3.to direct efforts, as toward an object
4. to strive; try  
5. to intend
6. to intend or direct for a particular effect or purpose
As the new moon approached, I have been busy continuing on my path to my life’s true purpose.
Today, as I sit in silence, I realize what I still must do and the stillness allows me to recall just how far I have traveled.
“It’s about not doing the old dances.” ~D.P. MD 
This resonates.
It was also a new moon on that fateful night.  In that moment when I didn’t know what to do, there came a light out of the night sky and the electrical charge surged for my brain.  But, only after resurrecting my heart first…
And ever since, it’s been all about my Plan B.  I know Plan “A” is what most of us want and A-spire to but for some of us, Plan “A” can end in a colossal infliction of pain and psychological damage.
Now, Plan “B” is what I aim my strongest and most committed efforts towards.  Why?  Because it’s bigger, bolder, brisker, balanced, brilliant, breathtaking, brighter, and blissful. 
Simply B-YOU-T-FULL, as I keep shooting for the moon.  
New Moon Magic~Photo by Trupti

Everything Will Change But…

1.  something that remains or is left
2.  Remains~
a. traces of some quality, condition, etc., 
b. a dead body; corpse
3. to be left after the removal, destruction or loss
4. to stay behind or in the same place 
5. to continue in the same state; continue to be
Dear You,
We should have had the sun.  But instead we find ourselves here.  In this place.  How did we get here?  It seems so long since we started our steps together.  The pursuits chased as we forgot about how quickly time goes by.
Together.  One behind the other, walking silently behind to break the fall, and then we would switch.  Never letting the other to be left alone.  Waiting to be let in, because I knew there would come a moment where I would turn around and SEE you were there…always.
Always.  A courageous, symbolic, and pure extension of your heart.
Why did the sun set on what we dreamed for, we may never understand. What I do know?  Everything will change and “even the very wise cannot see all ends.”~Gandalf
Formed in character and sublime for the weathered erosion it has endured.  The signs of a true life built, shared and continued, love remains.
Mine for you and yours for me…it remains the same.  After it all, this I know, I love you. ~Me
Remains~Photo by Trupti

Heart vs. Brain

And you know what? The battle doesn’t get easier to manage as time goes by. Especially if you don’t know who you are. If not careful to understand the time & place for each and how they impact YOU, you will be lost.
How ironic to have to think & feel...

And you know what?  The battle doesn’t get easier to manage as time goes by.  Especially if you don’t know who you are.  If not careful to understand the time & place for each and how they impact YOU, you will be lost.
How ironic to have to think & feel to know, when to feel vs. think and think vs. feel.  It’s annoying.
Even Superheros get confused and mix it all up.  I mean just watch any Superman movie.
After the heart wants something so deeply which it can not have, by the time the brain catches up and absorbs this, there’s quite a mess left to clean up. Having said that, I’m slowly cleaning it up. There is hope for me yet!
Not always easy when impatience enters the equation.  And I go get impatient.  Quite frequently. Realizations occur when you least expect them and when they do, you just want to get on with it.  BUT, again, what you realize in your brain as the rational thing to do, isn’t always cohesive for your heart.
Balancing them equals knowing~
1.  How decisions made by the brain should have a genuine connection to the heart feeling content
2.  How the hearts passion fuels the brain’s capacity to act and provide further peace to the heart


Here Comes Our Sun

1. to burn with an unsteady, swaying flame  
2. to blaze with a sudden burst of flame  
3. to display conspicuously or ostentatiously
4. to signal by flares of fire or light
5. to cause (something) to spread gradually outward in form
6. to shine or glow
Ugh.  What is coming?  What shall it be like?  Will there be joy?  Will I find peace?  Or does this not exist?
It would be a relief to know so I can plan either way but this is not going to happen.  Life comes on it’s own terms and then it’s up to you.  Do you want to watch your life pass you by…or not?
I choose “or not”.  Even with the Rocky Road sundae served, I am still choosing “or not”.  Even with the overwhelming frustration of wasting in a place in time which didn’t know my value.  Or is it that I didn’t know my value?
AHA moment.
I will not let the story end there.
It’s my time now.  To figure out my place in this new world of mine.

The colors are beginning to come into focus and the shadows are getting lighter and brighter.  Looking over my shoulder is no longer an act of fear but one to acknowledge how far I have traveled and it reaffirms where I still must go.

The pages of this new chapter are still mostly blank.  But not for long.  Life has come back, suggesting I continue writing my story with each new day.
Isn’t that what we all want?  The perseverance to survive and thrive as we journey on?
None of us are meant to go out an inconsistent flare but rather to continue spreading our glow. Gradually, outwardly.
Just as the dawn comes up slowly over the mountains, here comes OUR sun.
Here It Comes~Photo by BTP

Pay It Forward

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

A Soldier Of Love

front line
1.  located or designed to be used at a military front line
2. highly experienced or proficient in the performance of one’s duties
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…