How do we know when wrong is really off the right path?  Does it have to involve hurting others?  You know... like a city not wanting to put up a traffic light at a very busy intersection until someone is badly injured or killed.  Being an outsider all you can do is be a great listener and yet the greater answer is ignored in fear of taking sides.  Side stepping the problem isn't leadership.  The one needing the help can't find the right words to help heal.

Journaling.  There are so many different ways to help free your story and or empty your mind and heart.  Is there a wrong way to journal?  When do you know you're doing it right?  Should it be handwritten or spoken into a smart phone?  The importance of journaling is my daily discipline.  Then one day something changed.  The system broke down.

There's always room to be more open with allowing mistakes to be healed moments rather than fire starters.  It doesn't mean we must become an open door mat for mental abuse but more aware of how love teaches us to heal.

When we let small issues become giant walls.  I was blinded by the rising of a springtime sun.  It was amazingly difficult to write in my journal.  Rather than standing up to pull down the shades, I chose instead to live in the moment of now.  No anger, no reason to stop writing.  I appreciated the gift of the sun and patienly I allowed all that is right now to be enjoyed.

People are what I don't want to become.  People are extremely open with their emotions, lacking a serious amount of self control.  We're giving ourselves permission to be angry, sad, disappointed  and unreal with what's going on upon the paths of this everyday society.  We used to hold back, thought things out and came up with a different solution.  Are we standing up for the right things?

What about this side of the process?  The con artists and bullies that leave what we do in pools of doubt, shame and a serious lack of faith.

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

We're constantly talking about how fast life is moving.  Yet we complain about change.  It's going to happen.  What will you do with your change today?  How will you react to it?  Will you embrace your change or run from it?