Greeting's Kind One's,
Maybe I had an Epiphany earlier today. Or maybe this was Enlightenment. I swear please, let me share and let it be, because Folk's, look, I have been on such a desperate travel for quite sometime. My Path and I, for one has had such a history of ill health for such a so long time now. As Folks have their 'aha' moments, I have had another and this 'aha' moment screams at me and I hear this baby loud and clear - in my deaf left and I see and hear what it is I must do, what it is I must do for I and I, my wife, Bermuda, my beautiful daughter's, Honorable Daughter Number One and Honorable Daughter Number Two. Hm, don't think I have mentioned them by name, but yes, I have two baby gurl's, one is thirty one and my other baby gurl is twenty six. Yes Sam, I know baby. Daddy knows. And I know that there are a whole bus bunch of Folk's out there who are my Reader's, you all, who are my Special Guest's. You are my medicine that is not in a pill or tablet or that is injected into my ears, scalp, neck or my fury face. Good form?
My dearest Kinfolk, and my dearest Kindred, I have to face that I have been cut off and away from myself and Folk' other than my Better Health, Mind, Body and Spirit Team, for far too long in sometime now. No, this isn't some random moment of temporary bliss, this appears to be life happening right before my very eye orbs.
You see, this 'aha' moment reminded me and my alters that I've got to keep on trucking for myself. I believe today, at this very moment that I must dig deeper and walk double time. Most importantly, for me, and this child of who I was once or maybe never ever was once, am now able to acknowledge my child within and my Spirit's rejoice. I mean, really, how am I supposed to disappoint this gorgeous innocent one within my very being...
...please, if I may, I wish to bring up another alter, as in an alter that I might be able to prostate my human form to my God. I hold full responsibility on my lacking in prayer around these parts lately. Oh, please, I do pray my prayer's, my "Hail Mary's" and my "Our Father's", but I have not had that Direct Line To God, hooked up in a while. It is time to get reconnected. I feel this in my Heart. And I realize that maybe, just maybe, I had permitted the evil one's influence to get too deep and too far far into my space. My Inner Circle. Yes, I see looking back through the rear view mirror of my memories that I grew calloused over these past few years...
...as in, since that last time I was sent home from my job at Starbucks Coffee Company, bloodied, scraped, bruised and in tears. Was it 2008? 2009? I ferget. (Yes, fer-get) It has been so long in my head that I have let this medically imposed exile bloody and beat me into tears for too many years.
I have been isolated and alienated from my community for way too long. God Knows this. Oh, how I so miss the wonderful and fantastic folk out there. My People's. My Brother's! My Sister's! Yes. Yes. Yes, and I hope I am able to chip away at this outer egg shell that surrounds all of me.
I believe, still, that I am too damned young to feel this damned old. Seen.
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