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
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
Hey girl, Hey!
Sometimes
Life gets a little crazy
Don’t let it get you down
Friday’s here
The weekend with it
Have a little fun
Soak up some sun
Put on a fancy gown
Go out on the town
Or just relax
And read a book
Whatever you do
I will be sending
Good vibes to you
E.A. Fussell
04.29.2021
Homes
Big or small
I love them all
And one of my favorite
Things to see
A good crew finishing
Freshly poured concrete
E.A. Fussell
O4.28.2021
Live your life
Take some chances
Ignore the fences
Climb across the barbed wire
Crawl underneath it
Be wild and crazy
Like nobody’s watching
And if they are
Let them
You’re more interesting
Than those Kardashians
Make some waves
Relax on the shore
Dance barefoot in the sand
Sleep under the stars
Remember
In the end
You are the only one
You have to answer for
Right now is the oldest
You’ve ever been
And the youngest
You will ever be again
What will you do
With the rest of
What life has to offer you
E.A. Fussell
04.27.2021
Little lily
Fresh and pure
You make me long
For something more
Your effortless springing
From the dry crusty ground
Makes me believe
Maybe
Hope can still be found
E.A. Fussell
04.21.2021
I used to tell you
I love you to the moon and back
A million times
Do you remember
You were the only thing
That kept me hoping
And now
Somedays it feels like
All hope is gone
This is one of those days
I see your eyes
Light up
I hear your laugh
I feel your hug
I’m running to you
Running for my life
But going nowhere
I wake up
And I’m still in this lonely place
I know you’ll make it
Anywhere
I wish you had known that
While you were here
You made your choice
I have to accept that
But to think I might not ever
See your eyes again
Makes it hard not to cry
Can you hear my voice
Can you see my tears
Do you know how very much
I love you
No matter that worlds
Separate us now
You live on in my mind
And in my darkest days
The memory of
Your beautiful smile
Lights my way
And eventually
Pulls me up from
The darkest place
E.A. Fussell
02.21.2021
Mastering detachment from
Thoughts that cause pain
Letting them show up
Letting them go
Not ignoring them exactly
Simply acknowledging
They are there and
A choice can be made
When they come
To engage with them
Or not
Wallow in misery
Become immobilized by pain
Walking down memory lane
Or sit quietly
Reflecting only the love
That exists in the memory
Detachment allows
Awareness of the emotion
While choosing not to get lost in it
On the outside others wonder
What is going on
Is it denial
When will the grief express itself
They fail to understand
The grief expresses itself
Every minute
Internally
Asking me to pick it up
Play with it
Scream, sob, be ripped apart by it
I acknowledge the request
And choose not to participate
At least for this moment
Understanding that
In the next moment
When the invitation comes again
I may not be strong enough
To remain detached
I may choose
To play with grief
Let it overtake me
The invisible battle inside
My mind and heart
Going on minute by minute
Turning me into someone else
I’m not sure who she will be
This woman who no longer
Has a son
Is no longer a mother
Can no longer expect to be called
Grandmother
She is something different
Than the me of a week ago
But not yet what the me will be
After battling this grief
Which moment by moment
Asks to consume me
E.A. Fussell
1.30.2021
Enlightenment
It’s such a catchy phrase
People toss it around
Like confetti
Sparkly and fun
It’s not fun at all
It’s a simple complicated process
Filled with regrets and guilt
Sorrow and remorse
Forgiveness and letting go
Burning up thoughts
Ripping out layers of programming
To reach increasing levels of
Insight
Understanding
And finally
Wisdom
Which eventually leads to
Enlightenment
Thinking back on my
Decades of seeking it
I am reminded of an old saying
Ignorance is bliss
Sometimes I wish I was still ignorant
Of this thing others call
Enlightenment
Sometimes I wish I was still
That blissful young woman
In her twenties who hadn’t heard of
The catchy phrase yet
She was wrapped up
In thoughts of her husband
And her young son
She was ignorant of trying to reach
A higher level of consciousness
Yes, sometimes I wish I was still her
If given a second chance
I’m not sure I would choose to chase
The catchy phrase
I might let someone else
Have all of the confetti
And stay safely
In the ignorance of my blissful life
Instead of setting out on this long
Painful pilgrimage
Through truth to enlightenment
That blisters like the sun
The journey of which has been
Many things
But most certainly
Not fun
E.A. Fussell
01.24.2021
Self awareness
You have to meet people
Where they are
Not where you wish they were
Or even where you are
We are on individual journeys
Existing on different planes
Of consciousness
As much as you may want someone
To see things the way you see them
They may not choose to
They may not be ready to
They may not ever be able to
Their journey through this world
May be very different than yours
And that’s okay
You are only responsible for
Your own journey
Accepting others where they are
In their journey means letting go
Of being right
Right for you may be wrong for them
Right for them may be wrong for you
Only God judges in the end
And when you stand before Him
He will only be looking at you
Not them
E.A. Fussell
01.24.2021
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