A Message to Trust

We are all victims to the unknown. We’ve all dealt with pain, all dealt with sorrow, anger and even death. The truth is, we are creatures of questions. We want to know everything before it happens, but how could we ever learn if God made it that way. We are blessed with hints here and there, feelings that arise to tell us if something is right or wrong. We fall to our own disasters. We can keep choosing to fall down the road of pain and hurt, or we can take the hints God gave us and use them to find a happier fate. We must have faith that someday, our sad experiences and open but healing hearts will see something magnificent. We aren’t living this life just to play it out and have it end. There is a purpose, a meaning to each and every soul on this earth. It just takes the heart to find, the courage to unwind our fate, and jump into faith.

You can do it, because I and God believe in you. You just have to believe in yourself.

Love,

A. Willow

Our own Choice

This segment of blogs is coming to an end. I’ve made it clear that choices aren’t meant to be taken lightly and that we choose to be who we are every single day. But today I want to share with you why. Why is our choices we make right now, more important than any other choices we are going to make or have made.

The reason is it’s in the Now. There is no other existence but right now, this moment, where you see, can hear, and breathe in the air. You can choose to shut your eyes…right now, you can choose to listen to those nearest you, you can choose to walk away.

So what is so important about this, and our choices? The fact that we are given freedom to think and choose is a blessing. We don’t always get our way, and most of the time life isn’t fair, but we can choose to still be happy, to fight and figure out what we really want in life.

God didn’t send us here to tell us that fate overrides all else and we don’t have a choice in the matter. We weren’t made for destruction of that kind. Instead we have a voice, to spread the love that we choose to feel in our hearts every day. So get up out of  that dreary bed, open the curtains, let the sunshine in and say “Today is going to be a glorious day!” And I guarantee you, that if you choose Cto do this, it will be.

Because no matter what happens, no matter what obstacle life puts on our track, Today is going to mean something wonderful because you chose for it to be so, you chose to be happy no matter what.

And that is the Choice-. The greatest blessing to have love and find happiness no matter what life throws at you. I love you all and wish you the very best from the bottom of my heart.

A. Willow

Story of Fate and Choices

For now that you grasp the story of fate,

You know that choosing is wise.

So holdfast to your heart,

and songs of love,

and don’t ever

close your

eyes.

Choosings of Fate

The Choice is yours…

Are you up for the task.

Choosing to be oneself,

With the wings of fate.

Days we live in precious time,

and yet we can’t be late.

For today is the choosing of endless time,

That decides your fate.

What Choice we Do have

A choice is what we are given.

To choose to be me,

We aren’t set in our ways with the wind of fate.

We Choose day by day

Choosing to find the harmony and love in our time.

Nothing is exactly set in stone,

so please learn how to love.

and grow, grow, grow.

The Choice

A choice is all we are given.

To choose to be who we are,

To set our ways.

Choose to be your day.

Choose to find the harmony of love.

Nothing is set in stone,

But we choose to love.

More to Me….

More

Much, much more.

To think, that maybe one day I’ll be more.

To think that today is the start of it.

One thought

One wish

Doing is never out of the option

Doing is the only way.

Stop fighting yourself

Stop the negative mind.

You see what you want,

You seek God.

Open your eyes to the stars above

Open your eyes to the love of God.

No more shouting out in the dark,

No more crying eyes that do part.

You are the person you want to be.

You believe in you…

And that’s all it takes.

The Story of a Baby on the Way

It’s starts as an itch as you pass one. Their bright child eyes looking up at you, helpless…and yet happy beyond compare. You can’t help but to smile back, and wish somehow, you could see the same world they saw. The one where villains stayed in books, and the heroes always won. With love conquering all.

For that is what a child sees. They see love, and they share it with you even if they don’t know who you are.

So here you are, stuck watching that child wave goodbye, and that small piece of happiness you had for a moment vanishes into the brightly lit sky.

You wander through your life, going to work and doing your job, talking to friends and family, and suddenly it hits. Babies seem to be everywhere, in the store, the vet, or in the street. It doesn’t matter where, you just seem to notice them. Like a little  happy disease following you around, their eyes are always on you…smiling.

So you go about your day, worried you’ll be alone for the rest of your life. You toss and you turn in bed, wondering, when am I going to find the one?

So you imagine little “you’s” and how small their hands will be in your palm, and yet…you don’t actually know. You’ve never held a baby yourself, but all you can feel is this raging happiness when you see one, and a simple tear when they go. You want to show them the good in the world and shield them from the bad. Even if they aren’t your kids, you still wish to be like their dad. So on you go, venturing forth into the unknown, waiting for the day they call a wedding to you.

You feel the love of a lovers kiss, and then again you think of this. The babies are swirling in your head, and yet it doesn’t make sense. Why on earth would a baby be of as much importance as this. Babies are hard work, they pee and poop, and sometimes they like to spit up, and cry without a break. So you go along your way, scared of the day, when your wife is pregnant with your son on the way.

You panic and sometimes want to bolt out the door, when you see her scream with raging deplore. She is needy and consistently sick, you don’t understand what has happened in this. So you wait out the months thinking it won’t get worse, but the delivery room brings chaos and a hell of a big hook.

You fear for her safety, and wonder if it was all worth the wait, to see the look on her face, that’s when you’ll stay. Holding that baby for the first time, is like heaven sent to earth. All Sublime. You cannot hold that baby close enough for comfort, you wish to spread joy and smiles among his life, and never let the villains take his might. So you smile with your wife, and sing a song to the tot, and there you find happiness….there you found God.

The Story of the Song

*

Flowers bloomed in the meadow,

Where church bells rang of future.

The sunny rays streamed across the grass

And covered all that would never last.

The deer they grazed in eloquence of fate

 But the bear hid in shadows of triumph.

The loon across the sandy lake

moved along with none.

*

So the church bells sing to the tune in one

With the essence of the meadow’s song.

Life flits by and the world still goes on.

Nothing has ended, it’s only just begun.

 *

The couple stream from the wedding,

Hair flinging and a veil falling to the light.

They prance and laugh, and share a kiss of mirth,

For soon they shall experience birth.

*

Their beginning as a couple

Is a mystery, but we know they are double.

Twice the heart of love is many,

And too few is love where it is empty.

*

They come and go through the meadow of time

And soon their child comes of nine.

He sings and dances among the stars

The night has fallen, and there shall be scars.

But the little one doesn’t see,

For the night shelters thee.

Prancing along until the day

He enters God’s hand to say…

“When shall my life begin?

I’ve waited so long.

Never have I felt so empty,

Or lost without the cause of love.

There is no one’s hand to hold

No shoulder to cry upon.

Who shall lift me up,

And who shall I hug?”

*
Twenty years pass among the land,

Yet still the meadow lasts,

The man who cried to God one day

Now holds a child’s hand.

They laugh and play, and sing a song

Of no worries and no woes.

Instead they sing of fate and love,

In the meadow’s everlasting song.

My Reflections at the Coffee Shop

A lot of the time I wonder, “What am I doing?”

I look to God, asking him if I’m taking the right route, and if there is somewhere else I’m supposed to be. It’s not that I feel incomplete, but I’m in that stage in my life where life is taking me on it’s waves and I don’t get to choose my destination. I can try to paddle one way or another, but if I force it too much I can be way off course.

So here I am, sitting in my hometown coffee shop wondering, “why?”.

You know, I’m confident in myself and my capabilities. I reach where I want to go, but if fate doesn’t agree with my plan, how am I supposed to stay on this road?

It’s only been recently that each time these questions come up, that I’ve answered with my heart.

Of course I’m on the right track. I’m doing what I love, and I’m striving to be better everyday. If that’s not the right path than what is?

Sometimes on our paths the foliage will be thicker and we can’t see the destination. The signs pointing us in the right direction disappear or are smudged with indecision, but still, we follow where our feet lead. I tell my feet where to go and I can jump off the path and create a new one any time I want. God is with me, and with my heart leading my feet there is no more doubts. I will be where I want to, in some form or another, and it might take a while, and it might not be as soon as I wish it to be, but it will come.

Strive for your dreams. It won’t happen on it’s own, you have to make the best part of you available to the world before greatness takes you.

Love,

A. Willow