Thoughts: Create Your World

Thoughts create the world we live in

Life is a negotiation of our thoughts

Some thoughts bring pleasure

Some thoughts bring pain

All thoughts have a cost

Some have a steep price

Most of my life I have

Wasted my negotiating power

Wasted my thinking power

Wasted my creation power

Recently a realization hit me

As I reflected on my world

A world I had created

And I decided that

I want more out of life

And life replied

“Finally, it’s about time!”

So with my thoughts

I am negotiating

A whole new life

One with less worry

More joy

Less frustration

More success

Less debt

More travel

Less darkness

More light

And now each day

I hold my thoughts captive

Until they reflect

The outcome I desire

And I see the future

As if it is today

I feel the emotions

As if they are in play

And I am thankful that

I finally comprehend

How to have more of what I want

And less of what I don’t want

By using the negotiating power

Of the thoughts

Generated by my mind

While creating the world I live in

E.A. Fussell

8/11/2018

Dancing on the Edge

Life is a delicate balance

Or is it

Really?

Haven’t you ever

Pushed the limits

Of your body

Your mind

Your spirit

To find

You are still standing

Or you got back up

We waste so much of our precious time

Playing it safe

Normal

Acceptable

For the remainder of my life

I will push myself to the limit

I will dance on the edge of the table

Crystal candelabras be damned

If I should fall

I will get back up

But the universe respects boldness

And I believe it will cheer me on

Allowing me to teeter boldly

On the edge

Exploring “what if’s”

And “why nots”’

Until I slide sideways into the next life

Where I will not make the

Same mistake

Of living securely, safely,

Seated at the table

No

I will boldly live teetering

On the tables edge of possibility

Crystal candelabras be damned

E.A. Fussell

08/08/2018

Daily Choice

You will often see

Muddy

Or dusty boots

Upon my feet

Sporting high heels

Is just not for me

At least during the day

Sometimes I see

The office ladies

All dolled up

And it makes me kind of wish

Stilettos

Fancy dresses

And makeup

Were on my daily attire list

But a construction site

Is unforgiving

When you don’t dress the part

If I wear the wrong shoes

And prance around

Trying to avoid

The mud and dust

I won’t get much done

So daily I make my choice

To fill my thermos

Pull on my boots

Grab my gloves

Just go out

And get to it

E.A. Fussell

08/07/2018

Brave Your Ladder

I’ve reached the top of the ladder

A few times in my life

Only to find it wasn’t that grand

And often accompanied by strife

The next ladder top

That I hope to see

Does not revolve around work

This time what I aspire to be

Is an artist, an author, a mystic of sorts

Creativity combined with spirituality

Entertaining myself with learning

That ultimately encourages others

To brave their own ladders

And whatever they want….to be

E.A. Fussell

08/04/2018

Rattlesnake Preacher

I’ve never really known

A rattlesnake preacher

No doubt if I had

They would have scared the %#*!

Out of me

Truthfully, just the thought of them

Scares me a little

But also intrigues me

What passionate faith they must have

No I do not believe a person

Has to grab hold of a deadly live snake

To prove they are filled

With the Holy Spirit

But I have to admit

There have been days in my life

That I wish I had

The passionate faith it takes

To grab a live rattlesnake by the tail

Maybe

If I had had that kind of faith

I could have saved my son

From drugs and jail

E.A. Fussell

07/18/2018

Family Home

Texting with one of my sisters tonight

Longing for back in the day

When things seemed alright

Back when we were all at home

In a time before there were

So many cell phones

When we were carefree

For the most part

My sisters and brothers and me

Our whole life ahead of us

Most of our family members

Alive and well and still with us

We had no idea no clue

A few short decades later

There would remain so few

If we had known back then

What we know today

Fewer arguments there might have been

Over motorcycles, music, and friends

If we had only known how time would fly

We would have spent our time differently

More time listening to our parents

More time talking with each other

More time hugging our Grandparents

But we can’t go back to days gone by

Except in our memories

Which sometimes make us cry

So much love was there

But our rebellious hearts

Took us elsewhere

We understand now albeit too late

How many loved ones

Would be taken away

And how very quickly time slips away

Now all we can do is remember

And long for those days

E.A. Fussell

07/03/2018

An Old Fashioned Man

He is one of those rare people

The kind most people like

The kind who doesn’t realize his impact

The kind who is mostly thinking of others

Takes little time for himself

A force to be reckoned with

In his passion

To promote his community

Or preserve history

Or take care of his loved ones

He is the kind of man

That can make a wounded woman

Believe in true love again

Believe in taking a risk again

Believe in happily-ever-after again

He brings a since of security

To a world set on destroying itself

He is from another time

A time of shared milkshakes

A time of front porch sitting at night

A time of knowing and helping

Your neighbors

Your local businesses

Your pastor and church members

Sometimes I wonder if he is real

Or just a figment of my imagination

A dreamed up old fashioned man

Representing the life I wish I had

But then a package arrives

And in it the most thoughtful gift

Things to make me feel at home

While I work in a distant place

And I know he is real

He is not a dream

And life is offering us the chance

At how wonderful love can be

E.A. Fussell

05/20/2018