I held dear the stories you shared, as if they were secrets for only us; But I'm just a visitor in your world, watching your movie next to the crowd.
August 27th
I have talked myself into you so many times -- sometimes I stop to think where my soul would have wandered if I hadn't.
I think of who I used to be and sadness looms, for the sentimentalism of the past always seems to interfere with the progress we work so hard to make.
to have & to be willing
Have... the courage to be imperfect; the compassion to be kind to yourself -- and then to others; Have authenticity. Be willing... to let go of who you think you should be -- to be who you are to tell your story with your whole heart Have the authenticity and the courage to understand that... Continue Reading →
Eyes of a Stranger
JANUARY 16th, 2018: Scattered eyes, scattered minds, racing for a seat. Cityscapes blur, sounds fade; Momentum slows weighted by monotony pervading through the space; Sensations go unnoticed as my daydreams circle once more. Lost in the moment, a connection electrifies through my body. Quickened rhythms beat to the tapping foot of my soul. The energy... Continue Reading →
Call me Jay 