Just a quick post.

It is a music night and I felt like posting this one.

One of my favorites.

I'm Movin On ~ Rascal Flatts

I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons



Finally content with a past I regret


I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness


For once I'm at peace with myself


I have been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long


I'm movin' on






I've lived in this place and I know all the faces


Each one is different but they're always the same


They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it


They'll never allow me to change


But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong


I'm movin' on






I'm movin' on


At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me


And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone


There comes a time in everyone's life


When all you can see are the years passing by


And I have made up my mind that those days are gone






I sold what I could and packed what I couldn't


Stopped to fill up on my way out of town


I've loved like I should but lived like I shouldn't


I had to lose everything to find out


Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road


I'm movin' on

The best season ...

    I used to be a summertime kinda guy, but these days I have shifted my preference. I really look forward to this time of the year. It kicks off with Mitchell's birthday and Halloween, then comes Thanksgiving, then Emilee's birthday, then Christmas ... and then another brand new year appears out of nowhere, full of possibilities and new memories.

Words

    They tire me, they have no value without some type of emotion or action. It has frequently occured to me that the more knowledge we posses, the less we actually have to say.

    Funny, I find myself speaking frequently, and for extended periods of time ... so to apply my recent logic, I must be lacking quite a bit of knowledge. Interesting thought, I dunno, maybe it doesn't compute, but there is the possibility that we speak to learn. Maybe we speak from fear. Maybe we speak because we simply dont know what else to do.

My Center

    Tonight is a music night. Music is a soul cleansing thing. It is where I go to find my center. It tends to ground me and slow me down. Below is a link to a tune that is one of my favs. It is actually from the soundtrack to a movie I tripped across many years ago called Beautiful Girls. The movie has a lot of star power, but was relatively unknown. I dig the movie, I dig the soundtrack. Check out both if you would like.

Beautiful Girl

The Secret

    There is a movie, that my mother first introduced me to, called The Secret. It is a very interesting, self-help type movie, that is filled with wisdom and common sense. If you have not seen it, I urge you to take the time to sit through it and really take the time to process the information that is outlined. Prior to watching The Secret, I was exposed to a similar movie named What The Bleep Do We Know, I also highly recommend it. Food for thoughts definately.

Strength ...

There is an old quote that states ... "behind every good man, is a great woman" ... I have been thinking about that statement. Most of my life, even dating back to my childhood, I have seen examples of that being the reality. My Grandma Opal is the personification of that statement. My Grandfather Carmel is without a doubt a man that I (as well as anyone that knows him) admires and respects. He is strong, kind, and wise. He is the type of man that has never met a stranger, and would take the shirt from his back to help someone he barely knows. What makes a man like that tick? What gives him that level of confidence and pride? My Grandmother is the answer to those questions.

My life has allowed me this example, to see how a great woman can indeed propel a good man to a completely different level.

For the first time in my life over the last year+ I have finally *felt* what that really is. I am so thankful to finally have someone who can exhibit that same selfless and magnificent quality that was first shown me by my wonderful grandmother.

<3 you Jilly.

Riddle me this ... ahh the days of reflection, the days of wondering, questioning, analyzing. I have always been proud of the fact that I pause. I pause to think, before I speak, before I act, before I react. Ahhh but life is nothing, if not a balancing act. It seems that paying too much attention is not productive, yet it is quite obvious, in the behavior of others, that not bothering to pay attention is definitely no better. So the key lies in the balance, without a doubt, and it requires constant effort. One just has to be careful not to be consumed by those efforts. Pay attention to the detail, just don't put too fine a point on it. Some days it is effortless, just falls into place ... other days, not exactly, takes a bit more work, and is definitely more exhausting. Such it is, I still wouldn't trade the responsibility of awareness for the simplicity of ignorance.

I'll leave you with the lyrics from one of my favorites performed by one of the great Alternative Rock Bands.

Alice In Chains : Down in a hole

Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom


Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who wont let himself be


Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied


Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
Ive eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
Of my feelings beneath


Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied


Bury me softly in this womb
Oh I want to be inside of you
I give this part of me for you
Oh I want to be inside of you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers (oh I want to be inside of you)
In a tomb...in bloom


Oh I want to be inside...


Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, outta control


Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

Rest In Peace ... Layne Staley