Sharing my Guardian Angels

What are friends for!
It has been said that "laughter is the best medicine"

I Accept

Its happy Wednesday!
As I spoke with a friend about emotions and how they awaken something within. I decided today’s post would be just that, about accepting the gifts that are placed in our path for a moment , a hour , one day or a life time. In my case I believe the gifts are eternal and once given become apart of who we are . No tears of sadness as the joy of life brings with it the beauty of each days renewal like that of a spring day.
My Friend
I love the morning of sun lit bright
reminds when laughter outshined light.
I love the breeze that whispers in my ear songs
of romance only I can hear. I love the feel of soft
cotton gentle against my skin, reminds how gently
I was touched from within. I love the moment at the
waters edge where the river takes my woes down
stream and memories are set in. I love the treasures
not of silver and gold but more valuable as they
are shared from our souls. I love the day that
our hearts had met and you became my friend .
This
I shall not forget.

Once again peering through my "Rose Colored Glasses"

Is violence instinctive and passed down through genetic inheritance or a learned behavior from as early as childhood ? Researching the possibility that the blue print for war is instilled within our genetic make up and that some cultures are more predisposed to violence over another I wondered if the theory of educating the general populace would eminently change the face of the future and how we deal with attacks upon humanity.
Intuitively my mind considers that society on a whole is based on good and evil and some personal code of morale conduct and that biological make up is a societal excuse for failure to accept personal responsibility.
If you look at the structure of our political systems and how it benefits the upper crust of society and how we make the less advantage dependent upon the system we see failure and weakness within the ground steps of human rights.
In all instances of war we must consider the economic benefits compared with the investment in peace. What price is put on the future of humanity. Peering once again through “my rose colored glasses” in a perfect world we would have no greed , no sickness and no hatred. Unfortunately the greedy thrive , the sickness is not always seen and hatred runs ramped through the mines of many.
So where do we start in understanding and changing the future? It starts now , not only with ones ability to seek change but the ability we have to make change within ourselves first.
Genetic mapping is our future can we use it for good in giving birth to a more intellectual and peaceful people . A futuristic thought at that or as long as hatred finds a home we shall continue to have violence and war .

The battle of mankind

With the thought of my friend leaving for Iraq I question what will be gained by continuing a war that seems to have no end , as for every evil person that is removed another simply takes their place. Are our mens lives that replaceable that we would continue to place them in harms way to fight that which we cannot see. Hatred gains strength as it is able to condone the evil and promotes its cause world wide. I have spoken with women from all over the world in various cultures and I find that intuitively we are simple in the visions of what we want or expect for the future of our world. Strength of many and the battle to educate is the sword of justice.
The more I tried to understand war , the more I realized that not all problems have solutions that make sense to the world as a whole. As I gain insight to the magnitude of the deaths of innocents in all spectrums of life. I see that as far as we have come as a people we can see historically very little has changed .Barbaric in nature we see that evil grandstand against good .
Can we be on a peace keeping mission and still protect the innocence from the hatred that gains strength with its own soldiers of destruction?
The mentality that exist within some cultures to justify taking a life has not evolved through out the years but has gained in warriors of hatred to carry on a medieval and uneducated response to our existence. As I review the history of people I see that everyone believes in their cause , that they are able to give their life for rebellion in the name of freedom in one format or another .The human race and the leaders and followers leads me to believe that people as a majority want peace and yet fail to express or support their beliefs, as generally those who stand for the peace and the goodwill of all people are rarely aggressive in nature and tend to follow those in control of our very lives.
Yet I speak as a mother who understands natures instinct to protects ones own. What animal in the wild would not stand to protect its young when threatened? I have questioned my own response to violence as I see its effect on people from domestic violence to government controlled wars. Could I stand by and watch harm come to my own children or would I fight to protect what I so dearly love? Not violent in nature first thought is like that of a rat backed into a corner , no choice but to fight.
No matter what side you are on it is the human race that is at a loss. Our intellect , ability to comprehend and speak separates us from all animals and yet instinctively it is the animal trait within that has not found another way to deal with violent attacks upon humanity.
Education takes time to change the cultural defects engrained within people . The political climate of control cannot be removed but only replaced with another view of who should have the power.
Our enemies will not disappear , from as far as history could be recorded we see that there are two sides to every war. Good verses evil ,one the aggressor the other the defender. If we fail as people to educate and we believe that good can overcome evil by removing a sector of people we are only fooling ourselves into a false hiatus, that separating a few will control all.
I fear that we do not have the essence of time on our side and that the animal instinct instilled within will continue to battle the evil in the way of the bible passage a eye for a eye....words written so long ago still ring true.
Looking at the bigger picture are we actually full filling our role as protector and are our borders and the innocent lives guarded against evil or are they just carefully sitting back awaiting a weak moment in history to again attack us on our own land. Invisible armies gaining strength as we sit in denial of right and wrong and the impact on the human race and its existence.

Control

I see Control as the dominate quirk of humanity at all levels of the hierarchy. This Idiosyncrasy to assert power over people and to gain some personal satisfaction in restraint over the freedom of life and liberties.Control camouflaged in the name of righteousness, to set limits on the souls ability to soar beyond the structural containment set upon everything from individual relationships to the government at large.In the name of love , religion, money and power people gravel to set what they believe is structure . I see it as limitations set on the mind to reach its full capacity. If you dare to explore beyond what is expected in the societal approach to life you are either outcast or whipped into conformity. The encroachment upon our freedoms are set to protect those seeking the ultimate power.
To step beyond what is bred from birth and allow the only control to be that which seeks power over ones own action. To enrich the world around us with a diverse cultural and less then paradigmatic approach.
Simple in theory, if we not dealing with societal misfits and the mental illness that runs rampant within the community at large. Tobelieve that we can live in a idealistic world would be to view life again through “my rose colored glasses.”

The Inner bloom

The hills of the hollow awakened from a somnolent state, as the leaf bud of green profusely tantalize the inner spirit with a taste of reality and a hint of dream. The carpet of floral spring display , song birds eager to nest and the gentle sound of trickling water through the ledge of rock soothe the temptation to let the mind wander through an array of events past and present. The soul restless comforted by the familiar surroundings, grasp towards the sun and the world that await. Graced with the gift of life , I am haunted by the instability that man himself thrust. True paradise exist within the mind. The courage to see within oneself, to view the inner beauty and know that the true gifts of life start at the first moment you allow yourself to feel and react accordingly to the splendor of nature that blooms inside from birth. We are who we dare to be!

Love met survival

Emotions are those tricky threads that weave our heart through our soul. I find the similarities are the survival with which we cope. Fantasy dreams and the desire to have one distant feel close . You are viewing "Love met Survival" simplicity is not a word that can be used to encounter the minds ability to survive . I find the issues people deal with are quite similiar. How we choose to get beyond the circumference of sadness to grasp with blinded faith varies.

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Just your ordinary day!

Living within my own corner of the world issues with which I have to deal with seem trivial , as much beauty that exists, the simplicity of life cradles upon the determination of evil to stain that which seems so pure in thought. It boggles my mind that the negative energy has found a platform to survive.
Astonished with the lack of conscience that exist within some individuals and a troubling mind set that would enable one person to hurt another or the ability to carry out destruction without any morale respect for human life . I can’t imagine walking in the steps of evil. What must evil do to condone such actions?
Is educating enough or is the mind bent from birth to lean towards the beast of violence. Optimism wavers as each violent strike against society trials the patience of good. The instinct to protect threatens the stability of our world as we know it. Do we step on the same podium of destruction to prove righteousness? I fear that the minds whom we trust to make decisions have a Neanderthal approach. The old adage “ history repeats itself “ sends a chill of sadness.