Wisdom seeds

Wise words usually fall upon deaf ears.


How does one speak the truth and make it palatable enough for an individual to want to receive  the message loud and clear.


The last thing a wise person wants to do is come across as daunting or disconcerting.






You have to choose your wise words carefully and bring them into your realm of understanding.


What is true will never cease being so.


Knowledge is knowing.


Wisdom is pointing a person in the correct direction to go.


Let them drink their fill from the depths of your knowledge well.




Quench their thirst with your wisdom in order make all things parable.


Yes indeed.


Go the root of knowledge and sew your wisdom seed.


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HLH©1/16/2020

faith in believeing

Testing the water or taking a plunge.

Do you have faith or are you a believer?

Faith is like  taking a seat in a chair and hoping that it will be strong enough to support the weight of your derriere 

When you believe you just  know  the situation will work out.

A believer will move forward briskly with no fear or doubt.


Both deal in the realm of trust.

Both are essential and necessary for plans to  unfold.

Both are an absolute must.

The question is  will you be more comfortable knowing or leaving it all to blind trust.

This is an eternal conflict dwelling within all of us.

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HLH© 1/16/2020

Rythmic quandrey

What if we could actually see music.


What would it look like?


I'm not talking about musical notes.


I'm not talking about the rhythm chart.


I'm talking about music.


What would it look like?


Would it have a face?


Would it  have a stoic expression?


Would it smile?


Would it frown?


Would it be in the sky?


Would it be on the ground?


Would it be brightly colored or a conservative hue?


hmmm.


I think I'd rather just listen to it anyway.




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HLH©1/9/2020

I have time

They say patience is a virtue.


Well then call me the virtuous one.


I remember a time I used to get overly excited.


Anxious beyond belief.


My heart would pound.


My fingers would tremble.


My mind  would play out the worst scenarios.


I would always picture myself getting the short end of the stick.


I would literally worry myself sick.




So many thoughts.


Then theirs's the what ifs.


What if it doesn't work out.


What if I chose wrong.


What if I never recover the loss.


What if.


What if.


Now I just take my time.


Now I understand that I always have time.


I may not get it right the first time or the One hundred and fifth.


But one thing I do know is what I will get it .


I'll get it because I will not quit.


I got all time in the world.


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HLH©1/9/2020

Nolesome(alone but not not lonely)

My biggest fear used to be being alone forever.


Then I learned how to appreciate the silence.


It was in the silence that I heard the truth.


I learned what was dwelling within me internally....all the way down to  my roots.  


I learned how to appreciate myself.




I learned how to let my conscious be my guide.


I learned how to trust my intuition and let my instincts steer me in he right direction.


I learned how to let my minds eye capture the scenery like a photograph.


I hold these still images until they are bought into precise focus.


I hold them until all the blur is gone.
I hold  them until all shadows and lines have dissipated.


I hold them until I can see what is clearly before me.


I could have never gained such incite running with the crowd.


I do get lonely every now and then, but chasing after them moment is small in comparison to moving mountains from within.




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HLH©1/9/2020

For the culture?

Do it for the culture?


What do people really mean when they say that?


No.


Don't do it for the culture.


Do it because you give a damn.


Do it because you love it.


Do it because that's how you like to express yourself.


Do because your passionate about it.


Do it because you like the way it challenges you.


Do it because it defines you.


Do it because it's a part of you.


Do it because you can't picture your life without it.


Do it because it's an extension of you.


Do it because you want to master your craft.


Do it because it means something to you.


Above all.


Do it because you truly want to.


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HLH© 1/2/2020

Finish strong.

Breathe.

Stretch.

Warm up.

Keep a steady pace.

Stay focused.

Concentrate on you.

Run your own race.

You'll get there in your own time.

You know what  you want to do.

Find the time.

It's a marathon not a sprint.

Keep pushing.

Don't quit.

If you fall nurse your wounds and get right back up.

Just remember.

Some may be at the finish line to greet you.


Others may be waiting  at the finish line hoping to cheat you or attempting to rob you of your win.


After you break that tape don't look back.






Take a moment to catch your breath to run that victory lap.


Then leave them blowing in the wind.




It doesn't matter how long it takes you.


It doesn't matter what route you take.

As long as you get there.

There is no right.

There is no wrong.

You  may  start off rocky .
Just stay the course and finish...  strong.

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HLH©1/2/2020