What hides behind the smiles? The vacant staring eyes? Aren’t we tired, so tired, of wearing masks?
We stare into the mirror and what do we see looking back at us? There living inside we see the mystery, of the imposter who we do not trust. The eternal fight rages ever on, to be who we were created to be. An endless war wages in our brains, could we be more than what we believe?
We must stand firm and unafraid, for we are not meant to be fools. We toss away the sweetest poison, of false truths and the ridicule. We have a destiny and a mission, a path less traveled that beckons us there. We must rise like a phoenix from the ashes, knowing we are not the disguises we wear.
What hides behind the smiles? The vacant staring eyes? Aren’t we ready, so ready, to take off the masks?
This poem was inspired by my hope that in 2017 I can continue to remove some of the many masks I wear that hide me from others. To be more authentic and real, more vulnerable and accepting, of myself and others. To not live under the shadows others expectations. My wife and I have decided that 2017 will be a year of preparation for us. Preparing our hearts, minds and bodies for the future of all that is good and available to us each day. Now, I leave the ball in your court, how will you live in 2017?
Two short videos from the Roy Pioneer Rodeo in Roy, Washington over Labor Day Weekend here in the Pacific Northwest. The video above was edited by me using the smart phone app Magisto. The video below was compiled by Google photos from my video collection.
Do you have a favorite? We enjoyed a great afternoon at the rodeo as summer starts to wane into autumn. What fun have you had lately?
“Don’t be afraid to go after what you want to do, and what you want to be. But don’t be afraid to be willing to pay the price.” ~Lane Frost
“If you haven’t fallen off a horse…then you haven’t been ridin’ long enough.”
A short video created using the phone app Magisto from pictures I took during a mountain bike ride last weekend. Accompanied by a bit of micropoetry below, edited and revised from an earlier post. Hope you enjoy! Now get outside, breathe the air and enjoy our beautiful world.
Remembering an old friend who died many years ago in the spring 1997 at the old age of 14. A collie / shepherd mix she was a one of a kind treasure of a dog. She literally saved my life, but that is a story I will tell in another blog at another time.
She was with us through our entire marriage and unfortunately was only around for a short two and one half years after our daughter was born so they barely got to know each other. She was loving, loyal, a true companion and a trusted friend. She was always with us on many trips all over the Northwest from the mountains (in bear country) to the sea and she always was a protector and a source of joy! She loved the beach but was not to fond of the water. 🙂 We miss you Shilo!
This is the photo that was the inspiration for the drawing of Shilo in her usual spot in the back of the pickup, we could never leave home without her!
Poetry, creative writing and a desire to inspire..... Isaiah 40: 31 But they who wait upon the Lord will get new strength. They will rise up with wings like eagles. They will run and not get tired. They will walk and not become weak..