Who Seriously Cares?

HOPE.

New Beginnings.

Waking UP.

Going to sleep with an automatic 'rewind' that allows a new and fresh beginning.

Nothing ventured.

Nothing gained.

Past.......is .....well.........the past.

Gone.

The future............??

Is yet to be determined.

Presently?

What are you thinking about?

What are you accepting as your reality and what are you releasing because it no longer serves your highest good?

What are you calling forth with your thoughts, energy, activity, words, touch, focus and spiritual energy?

Does it feel like you?

Does it feel right?

Does it feel honestly good?

Would you feel guilty if you chose _____?

Would someone talk about you if You did _______?

Bottom Line.

Are you causing harm to someone else?

When you face the person in the mirror in the morning ..............is it all good?

Who cares?

Who cares about what society has called "acceptable."

Who honestly cares about what your family has declared as "normal"  and is living it to the "T"  ?

Who cares about what politicians regulated as right or wrong ?

Who cares ....seriously.....who cares?

Are those who are supposedly caring for you........ backing you emotionally, physically, spiritually, financially and sexually?

If not ............

Who Cares?

Who are you living for?

Of those..............

Who really and truly care?




Live, Laugh, Love.................
Debbie Kesley

Seasons of Life ......and Life Is Good!

Ever wonder ....about how the seasons affect you?

Ever paid attention to the sights, smells, temperatures, ............that bring something to mind?

I'm consciously doing that this Fall... stopping myself .......thinking a lot more.....especially winter .....and purposely already focusing on things that are true, right, pure ...excellent and worthy of praise.

Who's story am I living for myself?

Is it mine and only mine?

Is it true?

When I look in the mirror..............or in the face of a friend....or relative....what is reflected back?

Do I like what I see?

Watched a movie last night "The Ride"...........a reminder that life does not always seem fair..........but it is up to us to Live It Anyway!

Every year in my life.......more "untruths" are released.  

Every season..... good memories and a positive life experience presents themselves...and I see them....smell them....taste them.....hear them.....touch them....embrace them....and they are mine.

My reality.

Life is good.

Written by Debbie Kesley

My Hump

Midlife ........hump days.........hump years.......guess the question is "which direction am I looking with my thoughts and energy which create?"   Debbie Kesley 

"We must be willing to let go of the life we've  planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us."
 Joseph Campbell 

Stick to What You Know.....

What conditions do I require ..............to feel my worthiness?

Whose approval do I need......to feel my worthiness?

Lots of contemplation on the concept of "unconditional love' ..... how I give it, how I choose to receive it.

When it is all said and done ...............my human side and my spiritual side are sometimes at conflicting ends.

Sometimes.......life seems unfair.

Period.

At those times it is when we have a choice .....a choice to choose where we put our focus.

Ever tried to explain "crazy" before? 

Ever attempted to take situations that are so "f*cked up" that you are damned if you do and damned if you don't?

Well.......those are the times I think that it is best to treat the situation like a bomb threat.

Call in the Higher Powers ...........and walk away.

Leave it to the professionals.

Stick to what you know and what you have control over.

Your self!

Have control over yourself.

Who , what , where, when and why do I want to be myself?

and..........

What conditions do I require ..............to feel my worthiness?

Whose approval do I need......to feel my worthiness?

Then move along and get happy!

Written by Debora Kesley 

Breathing Again

Honestly........probably this last year in my life has brought all of the below.

I'm coming out of a season of great emotional loss and like the little green peas in my garden , who inch by inch are continuing their journey upwards toward the light....and producing all the fruit within their ability to produce.........

I feel the 'shift' within me from death to life.............
from mourning to dancing ...............

Like being under water...disoriented.....and with that first gulp of air when the lungs breathe in the oxygen from the small amount of space that distinguishes drowning from swimming naked, newborn, into the calm waters of life.................


I'm alive..........I'm breathing........I'm swimming............I feel again...........and it is good.

Ecclesiastes 3
1There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

An UnMerry Christmas

An UnMerry Christmas

The Ghosts of Christmas Pasts are attached to every  

Christmas word, song, smell and tradition.

Feeling like a knife that scrapes away little pieces of my heart,

leaving it shredded and bleeding.

The bright lights

meant to please just

hurt my eyes,

that are puffy from crying.

Crowds that once

empowered my

extroverted personality,

now leave me feeling drained.

Christmas music I used 

to hum and sing along with,

just lure me to a door on my heart

with a protective “do not enter" sign.

Smells of festive foods

bombard my memories with

meals I use to prepare

and served to loved ones.

Decorated trees have no place in my home

to stand towering - pointing branching fingers

toward loved one’s residual energy

whose physical presence can no longer be felt.

There is a time to be merry, and a time to grieve.

Grieving feels real and that’s okay for now.

To grieve does not require effort

or pretense.

It is in reality my “UnMerry Christmas.”

Please let it be what it is and help

me respect it's power to pass through my heart

and life this year without pretense.

Written by Debbie Kesley

Summer Storms in Life

Summer Storms

Unpredictable,

Cleansing,

Refreshing,

Making all things new in some way. 

Rain, falling freely,

A gift from the Creator.

Washing away the dust, grime and pollen

While watering the tender bamboo transplants and the strong trees standing tall.

Does rain in the physical reality possibly

Represent times in our life when out of no where

The storms blow in,

Sending us running for cover from it’s power?

Do the strong roots of those tall places within us

Soak up the power of change

Transforming it into deeper roots

Of wisdom and strength?

Do the tender, newly transplanted areas of

Our life benefit from the pounding,

Soaking aspects that makes us

Reach deeper for the roots to grow?

Summer Storms

Unpredictable,

Cleansing,

Refreshing,

Making all things new in some way. 

Written by Debbie Kesley  at  ccpmsblues.blogspot.com