Paradigms

I’d rather be wrong

And have you say I’m nothing.

You ARE lovable.

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Ambivalent Heart

Still feeling angry.

Still feeling hurt and betrayed.

But damn! I miss you.

My Box

Just like Pandora,

Opening my box won’t kill you.

Years should’ve proved that.

Worth the Work

When I remember

I think Pixar and road trips

The things that made Us.

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The things we don’t say 

Eating away at our souls

Listen to the truth. 

A Letter to Today: Bloodlines, Boundaries, Dirty Glass Wear and Death

A Letter to Today: Bloodlines, Boundaries, Dirty Glass Wear and Death

Today,
You have been a challenge; you have led me to question the ones I love, my work ethics, my faith, my blood, my boundaries and my ability to clean glass wear… to this I say:

I believe we will all find our path while climbing the same peak. “One mountain many paths” as some Unitarians might put it. Some are fortunate and never have to search.  They are born onto the path that fit them, comfortable in their skin, with their kin and their craft, while strolling gracefully to the summit. Where some of us have to realize, search and discover our path. On this trek the load may be heavier, people may come and go, and we may stumble along the way. To both I feel no pity, ill will, nor envy, as we are all exactly where we have chosen to and as we should be. In the end, no matter what trail we choose, what lover or career we take, as humans we all will die.

In death, our faith, career, love and even culture cease to matter. The living are left to carry the woes and worries of bloodlines and traditions. In death… we are dead. That is it! And no matter where we have come from, what or who we have worshiped or how we lived, this inevitable fate awaits us all.

With that said, I believe there is no man or woman, mother or father, saint nor sinner that can with 100% proof show me that there is a rightful god, culture, religion or Way. I know God.  And I know God to be True (for myself), because of my faith. And it is my faith that led me to the path that is Judaism… not my blood.
In the end, I believe the important question about life won’t be: How “good” was I in order to die righteously? But rather: How well did I live in order to say I truly lived at all?

“Faith is knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.” -Khalil Gibran

In faith and love,
Gia

P.S.  I still hate cleaning glass wear! And I’ve decided to never do it, again! There I’ve said it! ❤

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Up

Something’s up, Puppet
And which way is up?
Both have direction
Both have demons
All have wounds
All will wound

Something’s up, Puppet
And which way is up?
The question wants answer
The Conflict, resolve
Time is on standstill
The decision on the clock

Is something up, Puppet?
Who’s way up?
Nothing is right
No one condemned
The ears will listen
And the heart will decide

It’s all up, Puppet
Wherever that is
Just fret you not
It all just is

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