The senior years

The sunset of life is approaching

Where will it take me

How long will it last

Will I row my boat alone

Or will a partner help

I don’t know

It really doesn’t matter

The sunset will come

Regardless of my relationship status

And life has taught me

That no matter how much I plan

Plans don’t always work out

So I will try to be still

And enjoy the beauty

Of every moment

Of whatever comes

Knowing that it’s my sunset

And regardless

Of who may be with me

Only I can see it

E.A. Fussell

10.04.2020

Hiding the true you

Who is living your life

The image your parents created

The image your partner created

The image your children created

The image your co-workers created

The image your ego mind created

Who is living your life

When you were born

You came here as nobody

Then somebody put a name on you

Somebody started telling you

Who you are

And it continued throughout your life

Maybe the you

That you portray

Really is the inner you

But some

Have never expressed their true self

They keep it hidden

Under what the world

Tells them they should be

Knowing our true selves

Is the simplest thing we can do

But definitely not the easiest

To empty the ego mind

Of all its senseless chatter

In order to hold our core mind

In the heart center

Takes a strong desire

To get rid of

All the veils of identity

This doesn’t mean the veils

Can’t be put back on

All of them or selected ones

To allow the world to see us

As it thinks we are

It simply means

That we are no longer

Triggered by thoughts or emotions

We are no longer bound

By what others think

They can think whatever they want

They can see whatever they want

As we rest in the center of our being

Knowing who we are

Regardless of which hat

We chose to wear

E.A. Fussell

10.04.2020

Unfollow the norm

Nobody ever made a difference

By being like everyone else

So why are we so consumed

With hiding our authentic self

We plaster on makeup

False lashes and nails

We repeat the latest meme

Everyone else has shared

We buy the same books

Drive the same cars

As herds we flock to the same

Large stores

Does Big box selling work

Because it’s cheaper

Or because we’re too afraid

To unfollow the norm

It’s easy to make a difference

In the world we inhabit

It may be a small difference

But that doesn’t matter

We can still have an impact

By listening to our inner self

Not the one that’s always talking

The one that’s subtle often silent

Until we get quiet and listen

It’s okay

If we are the only one who knows

What our inner self wants us to do

We don’t have to make a show of it

That’s the ego

(the one who’s always talking)

Trying to take over

Just quietly do something different

That raises your vibration

Makes you feel better

Inside there is an authentic soul

Waiting to be heard

It may come in the form of a feeling

Or be journaled into a word

You will understand

How to recognize it

If you just get quiet

And the more time you take to listen

Your understanding will get better

And you will feel and see

The impact

Subtle, or sometimes huge

A small change can have

On your life and your world

It’s amazing

How spending quiet time

With ourselves

Can make us feel more connected

To our creator, our environment

And all the other souls

Some of whom we know

Some we may never meet

But if we raise our vibration

For ourselves

As God created us to do

We inevitably support

All of God’s creation

E.A. Fussell

08.09.2020

None of my exes live in Texas

True story:

This afternoon as I was checking out at a local store in Lago Vista, Texas the cashier exclaimed,

“I know you!”

I looked at her in bewilderment because I didn’t recall ever having seen her before.

She continued, “Didn’t your ex-husband used to work down the street at the Dollar General?”

I chuckled, “No, all of my

ex-husbands live in Florida and none of them ever worked at Dollar General.”

She laughed, “All! How many do you have?”

I replied, “Let’s just say my song would be titled:

🎶 None of my exes live in Texas 🎶

Then I gathered my bags and gestured goodbye as she chuckled to herself trying to guess the number that I refused to disclose.

E.A. Fussell

10/13/2019

Life cannot beat God

I’ve hated this woman

I’ve fed her lies

Told her

She wasn’t good enough

Allowed others

To treat her that way

I’ve tried to break her

In many ways

I’ve crashed her marriages

Broken her heart

Fed drugs to her son

Tried to rip him apart

I’ve taken her best friends

Sent some to early graves

I’ve moved her

To places where

She knows no-one

I’ve given her great wealth

Then taken it all away

I have temporarily paralyzed her

Sent illness

And depression

Tried to make her fear

What might happen next

I’ve made her feel like a failure

As a wife

As a mother

As a daughter

As a sister

As a friend

Yes, I’ve hated this woman

By now she should be broken

But still she stands

Still she smiles

Still she believes that

I cannot beat her

She see’s through me

I am only life

And she knows

She was created by God

For His purpose not mine

E.A. Fussell

9/21/2019

Almost Unseen

Being the quiet observer

It’s a hard thing to do

Our ego wants to be recognized

Not fade into the shadows

But when we take the time

To quiet our mind

To meld into the background

Almost unseen

We can bend reality

Impact the vibrational field

Raise our frequency

Have the power to heal

E.A. Fussell

9/15/2019

(Photo by Alan Murphy)

Majesty

To look on Your majesty

And still not see

To be touched by

Your Holy Spirit

And still not feel

To be swept up in a birds song

And still not hear

I can’t imagine any such numbness

When I look upon

Your majestic works

I see Your Glory and understand

What a creative force You are

When Your Holy Spirit’s touch

Raises me above life’s battles

Comforts me, encourages me

I feel You right here with me

When a bird’s song joins with

The rest of nature in symphony

I hear the beauty

Of Your essence

You are the one true Living God

The Master Creator

The Great I Am

E.A. Fussell

9/13/2019