Look at me, Love

There’s nothing like telling someone you love them while looking into their eyes. And I mean, looking into their eyes, studying their eyes, seeing how the colors swirl with the emotion of the moment. It’s said that the eyes are the windows to the soul and it’s true. The eyes can also speak in certain ways and say things that the mouth cannot say.

Eye contact is so important and yet so rare.

Even if the relationship is completely platonic, look that other person in the eye. It’s very important.

Do it especially if you love them. Love with your eyes which lead to your heart.

If you say you love me, look at me, Love.

the art of being STILL

Have you noticed the trees? Have you noticed how the wind can change so suddenly? When’s the last time you actually looked at the sunrise/sunset and examined the colors that are hidden behind the colors everyone else sees?

Being still is so misunderstood and over thought. When I refer to “being still”, I’m not talking about Zen or doing yoga poses. I mean, slowing down, noticing what’s around you, breathing and being aware of where…you’re…at….

Society teaches us to go, go, go and if you slow down, you’re doing something wrong.

How are we supposed to know where we’re going if we’re always going and we don’t stop or slow down to catch our bearings?

Be still and know that I AM GOD.

Pieces

This girl makes me so proud to know her. She inspires the hell out of me.

Peachy Prose

March 25, 2017

7:19 pm


Unreserved, unrestrained

Your love is wild, Your love is wild for me

It isn’t shy, it’s unashamed

Your love is proud to be seen with me.

You don’t give Your heart in pieces

You don’t hide Yourself to tease us

Uncontrolled, un-contained

Your love is a fire burning bright for me

It’s not a spark, it’s not just a flame

Your love is light, and all the world will see.

You don’t give Your heart in pieces

You don’t hide Yourself to tease us

You don’t give Your heart in pieces

You don’t give Yourself to tease us

Your love’s not fractured

It’s not a troubled mind

It isn’t anxious, it’s not the troubled kind

Your love’s not passive

It’s never disengaged

It’s always present

It hangs on every word we say

Lobe keeps its promises, it keeps it’s word

It honors what’s sacred, cause…

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Work In The Waiting

I have an older MacBook Pro, the 2011, 13-inch to be exact and while it is not the oldest to be still in use, I sure have used mine to it’s fullest.

I write a lot of music and on average, record up to 4 or 5 ideas a day. This is also aside from all my photography files, clogging up the memory. I have not backed this laptop up since the day I first got it and now, it’s starting to catch up.

Things are starting to slow down, programs aren’t opening up as fast as they used to and even Safari is a slow on the jolt. It truly does suck especially, you want to get something up rapidly and it wears on you slowly but surely. But, it’s also causing me to slow down. It’s causing me to think, “It’s just so much work in the waiting, is what I have to say really worth the time I’m going use waiting for this to boot up?”

Ok. I guess that was an intensely large introduction to get this point: sometimes, waiting seems like so much work and it doesn’t help that we live in a society so obsessed with “instant gratification”. It seems like so much work to just sit there and wait for something to happen. It can make it harder when it used to be fast but now, it’s slowed down. Learn to think of the waiting as a chance to evaluate everything you do and if it’s worth spending your time on or even, spending your time with.

Some of you reading this may not be happy with where you’re at in life, or where you’ve been living… Hang in there. The waiting is always for worth it in the end. The difference between the mundane and the adventure is whether or not you listen to that little voice telling to wait. Sometimes we act out, foolishly but more often than not, we tend to overthink.

Enjoy the wait for the good that comes after it is usually worth it.

Strength Through Discomfort

I recently got a pair of Red Wing boots for the first time in a very long time. I had a pair several years ago but lost them after playing a show. (Long story short, don’t let a merch guy pack your personal items, especially when you’re in a rush.)

Day one was of the most uncomfortable days my feet had experienced in a very long time. I’d forgotten how much fresh leather hurts. The instant gratification of comfort is not an option when it comes to breaking in real leather boots. Everything about my feet hurt, the arches, the soles even, my toes.

It’s currently day seven of wearing them constantly (possibly falling asleep in them a couple of times. I’m pretty sure I burned a hundred calories). The leather has softened and there are creases from using them like they should be.

The good things in life will take cultivation and time. At some point, durable things will involve pain but if you can last through it, it makes it all worth it.

Sleep Is For The Weak…Or The Strong

I’ve been struggling writing, thinking and just breathing this whole week. Even writing music has been a ridiculous hardship.

Sleep is so important for the wellness of the soul. It’s very misunderstood and many don’t take it seriously. I do a really shitty job of getting a good amount of it.

And that’s why I’m on this journey of discovering that I can’t do this on my own.

There has been incredible grace within these insurmountable sleepless nights.

After tossing and turning endlessly during a night, I realize that, I am not just a mere human. I am also a son. I have to push aside the other voices of failure, even the voices that sound like reason and realize the battles already been won for me.

That’s half the battle right there. Realizing who you are.

Radio and the art of listening

Radio. When I hear that word, I think of something that my father would reminisce about as something of the “good ole days”. Radio now means a thing of the past and something I’ve heard people wonder why are still in cars.

In my generation, the millennial generation, we have Spotify, Pandora, iTunes, and other very customizable listening options under the term, radio. Things nowadays are set for instant gratification and personalization. It also goes along with society’s point of view of me, me, me.

Radio is just an example of what’s happening to society. It has become easier to talk to someone on Instagram, text, Facebook or Snapchat and then we wonder why we struggle with face to face. We find conversation harder without a screen on either end.

While I do appreciate being able to choose what I listen to, there’s a certain beauty to listening to the radio and hearing someone’s opinion, facts presented and not having a quick way to rebut, agree or join in the conversation. The notion of sitting back, thinking for yourself and drawing conclusions based on another person’s words is foreign to many people my age.

So, to conclude, try turning on the radio, and listening. You might be surprised at how much you’ll enjoy it.

 

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Photo by Erick Endres c. 2014