Bravery or Ignorance

Photo by Robert J Wagner Photography

Bravery
Can
Make
Us
Look
Ignorant
To
Those
Unwilling
To
Take
A
Stand

Ignorance
Can
Make
Us
Look
Brave
To
Those
Unaware
Of
Our
Circumstances

Compromise
Can
Allow
Predator
And
Prey
To sun
On
The
Same
Log
In
The
Middle
Of
The
Day
Without
Letting
Bravery
Or
Ignorance
Get
In
The
Way

E.A. Fussell
05.30.2021

Fragments of life

Fragments


Experiences


Thoughts 


Feelings


Words


Given away

Collected


In different sized pieces


Wondrous 

Glorious

Terrifying


How much there is 

To take

How much we have

To give


A never ending supply

Fragmented pieces

For as long as 


We live

E.A.Fussell

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Peace somewhere in the pieces

May we find peace
Somewhere In the pieces
When we must come undone

Losing our ability
To hold ourselves together
In the face of life’s tragedies
May we fall apart beautifully

Knowing that eventually
We will pull ourselves back together
Forever changed
With some cracks remaining
But back together all the same

May the cracks in our soul
Created by the lost pieces of ourselves
Shine brightly as beacons
To other suffering beings
Letting them know they are not alone
And that they will survive the pain

E.A. Fussell
05.09.2021

Thoughts can trip you up

Note to self:
Today’s thoughts
Become today’s choices
Which become
Tomorrow’s reality

What reality do you desire
Be mindful of your choices today

Or you might find
That your old thought pattern
Has tripped you up
And landed you on your keister

E.A. Fussell
05.08.2021

As Mother’s Day approaches

Son
Since your death
I’ve been renovating 
Wrecking myself
Crashing down heart walls

Stumbling through the rubble
Of a life wasted 
Pulling invisible cables 
Trying to hoist myself up
Out of the depths of despair 

Depression can’t have me
I’m elevating
Adding multiple floor levels
Insulating and protecting myself
Layering bricks of numbness 

Upward out of the mire
Of should have 
Could have
What if
If only

Tears flow 
Like a fountain
Forming a mote of memories 
Surrounding me
On all sides

My thoughts are the bridge
Separating the fragile glass castle 
Of my heart
From the dark mired forrest of grief 
Threatening to overtake my mind

E.A.Fussell
05.08.2021

A twist on Childhood memories

Lately life feels like I’m playing a game of pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and that creepy Jack-in-the-box keeps spinning me around and moving the donkey. 🤡🎯

Where is my trusty wooden dog Snoopy? 🐶

He would chase Jack back into his box so I could ride off into the Lollipop Forrest of Candyland on my bouncy Wonder horse… toy guns a blazin’ 🔫🤠🍭🐴

E.A. Fussell

05.06.2021

Your path is your choice

There is no failure

There is no success

There is only feedback

If you like the feedback

You are receiving

Then continue with your path

If you don’t like the feedback

You are receiving

Then change your path

The mind likes to classify

Failure and success

The ego likes to compare

Itself against others

The Universe is indifferent

We have a free will

To walk whatever path

We choose

Feedback is freely given

Based on our choices

How we use

The feedback

Is also

Ours to choose

E.A. Fussell

05.05.2021

Finding the gap

Beauty can often be found in the midst of ugliness. Isn’t it inspiring that man-made things, such as asphalt and concrete, cannot contain the beauty of nature? Nature’s beauty is determined to exist and bloom. Finding the gap in man’s creation, forcing its way up and out. These expressions of unmitigated defiance inspire me to push through my own self-made obstacles to find fresh and interesting new perspectives.

E.A. Fussell
05.03.2021

Decades of memories in a scent

Isn’t it amazing how scents can bring memories rushing in? Sometimes good ones sometimes not so good. Aging and memory loss go hand-in-hand so exercises to help lessen the effect are always good. Remembering things tied to scents can help with recall. A few scents that I can imagine as if they were happening right now and bringing with them multitudes of good memories include:

FRIED CHICKEN:

In my childhood I can see my granny standing in the kitchen over one of her favorite cast iron skillets filled with hot Crisco oil, cooking up a fresh chicken from her brood out in the back yard, and when it was cooked we enjoyed a great family dinner filled with love and laughter.

Then later as an adult I can see me, my best friend Sherry, who was taken from us far too soon, and her man Robert Griffin sitting at their kitchen table as we shared a bucket of KFC and had some very entertaining conversations. I always told them they could be the stars of a show called:

The Adventures of Big Daddy and Little Mama

FRESHLY BAKED PECAN PIE:

My mama made the best pecan pies. She doesn’t cook anymore and when i try to make her recipe it never tastes the same. But I remember the times, long ago, when I was a child and mama would make a batch of pecan pies. Usually she made them after a family member had gone on a trip to Georgia and brought back a bag of Georgia pecans. The house would feel with the sweet smell of Karo corn syrup and roasting pecans. Then mama would take them out of the oven and set them to cool. The anticipation of the first delicious bite still comes to mind and makes my mouth water to this day.

GARDENIAS:

My granny & grandpa had a large gardenia bush near the front door of their house. When it was blooming granny would share the blooms with others. We lived next door to her and she often took me and my sister Cindy Fussell Cindy Fussell Whitfield to the bus stop. When the gardenia bush was blooming she would cut a flower, wrap it in a moist paper towel and tell us to give one to the school bus driver or our teacher. Granny was always gifting things to others like flowers from her garden, fresh baked sweets, home made buttermilk biscuits,(there’s a great scent), or handmade crafts.

LAVENDER OIL:

When the housing market crashed in the early 2000’s i had to find a new way of making a living. I am so thankful that I was able to enter the realm of alternative healing through massage therapy, energy healing, and other types of bodywork. Lavender can be found throughout various bodywork modalities. It has been used since ancient times to relax and calm the body and mind. The scent reminds me of all the healers I have been honored to work with as well as the Individuals I have been blessed to serve in a healing capacity.

CAMPFIRE-SMOKE:

When i was a child I remember that my daddy and grandpa spent every moment they could in the woods. During hunting season they would be gone for several days and return smelling like pine and campfire smoke. Once they had unpacked the trucks and buggies we would all gather around in the living room, or front yard, and listen to their stories filled with adventure and funny antics.

Then later in my lifer there are memories of wonderful conversations around a campfire, sometimes blazing, sometimes smoldering. Sometimes with a bunch of family, sometimes only a few friends, and of course those unforgettable times with a lover.

E.A. Fussell

05.01.2021