Arroe Collins The Choice The Silent Wolf

All we hear about at work is how bored people are. They're tired of giving to needy bosses. Upset that favoritism is rampant and for some sick reason you still can't figure out the winning combination at work. Ummm maybe the problem isn't them but rather you.

So many questions. Or are they statements? Visions of the Frida/Phil Collins song There's Something Going On have entered my soul. Every day we bathe in the stench of something trying to pull the wool over our face. We're told how to trust, have hope and rejuvenate our faith. Others aren't so in tune with your open wings. It's a dull ache of needing to embrace because if feels like there's something going on.

I’m always asking questions.  The fun begins when you start researching for answers. Such as…   So many preacher people speak positive words of wisdom inside the walking steps of Lazarus… why wasn’t he seen as a savior?  Plus…who were the people that came with so many rules of why Lazarus kept to himself in silence?   I’m Arroe…  I am a daily writer.  A silent wolf.  I stand on the sidelines and do nothing but watch, listen study then activate.  I call it The Daily Mess.  A chronological walk through an everyday world.  Yes, it’s my morning writing.  As a receiver of thoughts and ideas, we as people tend to throw it to the side and deal with it later.  When a subject arrives, I dig in.  It’s still keeping a journal!  By doing the research the picture becomes clearer.  This is the Daily Mess…

Do you believe in resurrections?  They happen every day.  But are you willing to listen, to participate, to explore and find newer ways to understand your personal journey? This podcast isn’t about what we study and see through the eyes of religion. My Boy Boy Ernie spoke with me every chance we had together.  But this isn’t about resurrecting a spiritual brother of nearly 34 years.  This resurrection is that of a writing instrument. Verbal documentation of what some may call a vision quest.  Trusting the great mysteries of life.  Tools are handed to us to carve out each expectation.  This tool was laid to rest inside a forest floor.  To experience the elements of reality while connecting with a universe that unconditionally shares its stories.  But whose writing it?  Welcome to The Resurrection…

So often we feel like we're being led onto desert floors and commanded to swim. The calling is to not think of it as sand or a burnt-up atmosphere. Stop concentrating on what you think you heard as a calling. Define what swimming without water truly means. Anyone can walk on the floor of a pool or lake but how many are willing to stretch their flat body out while reaching for gain rather than steps?

I’m always asking questions.  The fun begins when you start researching for answers. Such as…   I watch a lot of old black and white television shows.  Studying those who’ve been labeled the masters.  You can’t help but take note of the limited number of single women who own homes.  Was it a difficult task pre-1974?  Plus…if you were a single woman what measures did you have to go through to become a home owner?     I’m Arroe…  I am a daily writer.  A silent wolf.  I stand on the sidelines and do nothing but watch, listen study then activate.  I call it The Daily Mess.  A chronological walk through an everyday world.  Yes, it’s my morning writing.  As a receiver of thoughts and ideas, we as people tend to throw it to the side and deal with it later.  When a subject arrives, I dig in.  It’s still keeping a journal!  By doing the research the picture becomes clearer.  This is the Daily Mess…

Thew truth... the tools and toys we invest money into daily are made to be broken. They know consumers will come back to buy it again or something else. How do you keep your calm?