Are you doing life your way?
I’ve decided something
And it feels divine.
I’m no longer in the market
To worry
Over-analyze...
To people-please.
To ponder what this one wants,
What will suit that one’s needs,
What will make him smile
Allow her to be happy,
if you please.
No, to the double-decker, red London tour-bus, no.
This is my time for me.
To say what I want to say.
To write the words that flow freely from me.
To be uncensored
If it pleases little old me.
Sound selfish?
Perhaps.
Sound arrogant?
Maybe.
Do I give two f---s!?
Ah, no.
Sound like something you’d love to be able to jump into..?
Like the most refreshing pool
of translucent blue-green,
Bathwater-warm
Healing waters…
A waterfall of words,
Feed by a rumbling, tumbling wave
that sings your own personal song
As it trickles and slaps,
Crashes and mists
Against the timeless,
smoothed
stones
Of you.
See, I’m a poet.
Who knew!?
It’s rather new.
I’m a woman.
A dreamer.
A spinner of webs.
A writer,
A professional
For nearly three decades.
And that used to produce a snort.
Professional.
Ah, the tiresomeness of not
Loving me!
So over that,
can't you see?!
I am an
An animal lover
A goat maaah
To nine crazy creatures.
And now a faerie godmother…
[my JOY Family can read all about that]
With no time left
To hem or haw
To ponder this or that
To worry
To prolong the impact
I am here to have
By sharing
a part of me
that was gifted,
Bestowed,
Blessed
Upon
me.
See… if you don’t know
And it’s time I let them
Free
Flow.
As me.
No more shade.
No more spin.
No more what-if-ing.
Letting oh-so-go of all the
Wishing
Waiting
Wanting
Things to be
This way
That way
Perfect
Aligned
My way.
No more
Nada.
I’m just a girl
who once had
what was simply
a childhood dream
after reading
a most delicious book.
[rubbing my hands together with glee at that memory]
A little cottage,
On a hill,
Surrounded by secret gardens,
Overlooking the sea
Where I’d sit all day and write.
Guess what, Fabulous?
That dream
It’s my f-ing reality.
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What I write,
And making those dreams of yours
Your JOYful waking day-to-day
Life…
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A Fav Quote of Week:
Clarity is Kindness. - Brené Brown
With that in mind, let me just say I’m about to offer you an invitation
which technically is a call to action.
And that means an exchange of money for the value I bring to your proverbial word-table.
Ah, teaching moments abound, as a former educator, it can not be helped.
So, this is your moment of choice.
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A writer, who is living the dream
Earning bank
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Loving life
All from a cottage overlooking the sea.
And don’t forget the goats.
For there will be many goats.
And so it begins…
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And could lift yours above high tide
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with with a tropical deliciousness delight…
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