Upon the wings of infinite prayers you set flight toward a Kingdom you emphatically knew was waiting for you Last breaths such as yours are difficult to forget because with its exhale you changed the scenery around us Colors went to black and white immediately until a grieving lady, hiding under the guise of a […]
Read more "I Picture You Home"This is the prologue for a novella I’m writing. I’m going to test a few chapters here in the next few weeks. Its title is The Power Of Once My name is K—. That is actually one of my nicknames from childhood, but it is the name my mother used to call me and […]
Read more "Prologue: Call Me K—"Sometimes I have to put the words on paper for the thought to find a home and reach its natural conclusion. As a writer I have many open projects that go from infancy stage through maturity, some never seeing the light of day because they fizzle out in the realm of materialization. Yesterday I was […]
Read more "The Power Of Once"Why I would choose today to write a post with this title is yet another great dichotomy in my expanse of my writer’s choices; after all, yesterday was July 4th and flags and fireworks were waving and blasting, respectively, across the land. Today is a different celebration, still of the liberation kind, but vastly different […]
Read more "Day 186: Independence Day, Somewhat"Red It is the sanguine color of life It makes a statement before speaking It is loud, defiant, honest and bold It is heartfelt Many feel it should not be present at the most solemn of occasions I disagree Red can attend any function A birth A party A wedding Even a funeral As long […]
Read more "Day 166: Lady In Red"So this long and arduous chapter of your life and death finally came to a close yesterday as we said our final farewells and delivered you to your final, physical resting place. You were graced with a goodbye befitting someone of more notoriety and stature than that which you ever enjoyed in this world, and […]
Read more "Day 165: Going My Way"She’s out of sorts The hands shake The eyes look aimlessly around the room Looking for what or for whom Digesting this surreal moment Swallowing its bitter-tasting reality A little distracted and despondent with what will certainly be permanent melancholy The cycle of life has been altered, with sequences taken out of sort Her first-born […]
Read more "Day 163: The Champ"He’s a fighter. He hangs on to the essence of this life, gently tethered by his waning human condition and an unyielding faith that spins his world and holds his feet steady to the earth. With his forever gloved hands, he is slowly weaving the rope that will tie him to the heaven he valiantly […]
Read more "Day 162: For Whom The Bell Tolls"They argued. Each wanted to be the one to transport him to the final destination. They thought about drawing straws, picking numbers, initiating a raffle, but they all wanted the distinction. ‘I burn brighter than you.’ ‘You are not old enough.’ ‘You are going to disrupt your constellation – I’m an independent.’ These were the […]
Read more "Day 161: Star Wars"I don’t hear you anymore. Your persistent taunting appears to have been silenced. You didn’t win, you didn’t lose – you simply quieted down when your presence was no longer a threat. It does not pay to get close to those you afflict, because ultimately they lose their fear of you and embrace the sad […]
Read more "Day 160: The Wait"In the quiet of morning when all that is heard are the faint drops of rain from a leftover cloud, I can hear my garden grow. Plants finding strength in their wet earth, sprouting roots and looking toward the sky with pride etched into their leaves welcome the rain. The clouds, dissipating, leaving patches of […]
Read more "Day 159: Baby The Rain Must Fall"We are foolish thinking that we own anything or anyone in our lives. Our rights of possession over our ‘belongings’ are merely temporary leases we are given by destiny and life, those two jesters of existence acting as executors over our ‘stuff’. The people we gather at our table of quotidian meals, the […]
Read more "Day 157: Rent"The journey and not the destination Is what we must hold onto in the memory banks we fill Daily deposits of experience and reality Create the palpable happiness we seek and achieve For we are not born to pursue suffering Instead we search for the moments of righteousness That define the moral fiber Coupling with […]
Read more "Day 149: A Walk To Remember"The gardens of life are always in full bloom Sprouting forth seeds of joy and pain Coloring our worlds with hues uniquely paired to our destiny Flowers abound at all aspects of this journey Adorning our room at birth and decorating our final resting place In between we smell the roses taking time to live […]
Read more "Day 142: The Fault In Our Stars"Commencement time Bring on the pomp and circumstance Celebrate the accomplishments Outlined in the syllabus of life As one of the major milestones we revere Watch your kids make the trek through the auditorium, gym or hall As they receive entrance into the reality of the next phase of their lives Some walk the walk […]
Read more "Day 136: The Graduate"Your timing is impeccable Decidedly imposing during life’s happy moments Clearly you did not take the right lessons in etiquette Instead you push your way in The bull in the china shop With the china being human lives The shop being a life meant to be well lived I’ve called you usurper before Yet you […]
Read more "Day 131: The Human Stain"Break free. Push for positivity. Seek light where dark dominates. Embrace the good moments. Erase energy drainers from your life. Look for the smiles. Breathe. Take in life. Release the tension. Learn the lesson. Find the wonderful. Anger, while a necessary evil when too much adrenaline, unbridled stress and pointed disappointment take over a situation, […]
Read more "Day 71: Some Kind Of Wonderful"We drop through and find ourselves in this peculiar dining room. There it is on the table, in plentiful amounts suitable for sharing amongst many. It is served quickly and cold, little attention being paid to presentation or entrance. It is a dish that rather than nourish, drains of energy, perpetuates sadness and impairs the […]
Read more "Day 64: Through The Rabbit Hole"Sitting on the bench is at times the best we can do Staying out of the game is more helpful Getting in the way is obtrusive and unwelcome People need time to go through their motions sans e Attend to the tasks at hand Fulfill the societal requirements Not allowing themselves to feel The magnitude […]
Read more "Day 60: The Perks Of Being A Wallflower"All the world’s a stage and all the men and women merely players… Shakespeare is coming to mind in this somewhat reflective Sunday. I’m dressing the wounds of overindulgence today while simultaneously thanking God for the many blessings He continues to bestow upon me. It is difficult to feel unlucky when one is loved well […]
Read more "Day 54: Tender Mercies"It came upon us silently Creeping its way into his life mostly Affecting us indirectly Carving certain truths upon our walls of destiny Each facing the reality as we are internally wired to do Human nature It is a funny thing Less LOL and more curious Conspirators blame Victims internalize Realists rely on science The […]
Read more "Day 9: His One True Thing"We laughed last night. There it was, exposed for all to see and hear: happy, funny, contagious laughter coming from a crowd of people who were also fearful and sad for the illness their loved one is facing. But for a moment we ‘took a moment‘ and simply enjoyed each other’s company. And, for a […]
Read more "Day 328: Send In The Clowns"I don’t give space well. I’ve never quite understood the whole ‘leave me alone with my thoughts’ concept. I am one of these ‘in-your-face-type-A-let-me-railroad-you’ type of people. And because I usually come from a place of love and I can be charming as I attempt to force someone to perform my bidding or see my […]
Read more "Day 322: No Permit Required"When you’re standing on the precipice of time Torn between your wants and destiny’s design You take a quiet breath and pause Though the scenery around you remains the same It somehow takes a different look With hues of blue tinted with a deep pastel conformity As your eyes now see with a new found […]
Read more "Day 321: A Change Of Scene"The art of giving up control is simple. Just give it up. Relinquish the hold you have on the situation and share the wealth of toil associated with today’s weather. I laugh as I write this because in the realm of control hoarders there is no one more guilty of this behavior than this humble […]
Read more "Day 317: The Open Door"Friendship starts quietly. It’s a seed, easily planted and easily grown, watered by the passage of time. Two people make the choice to carve hours from their schedules to partake of each other’s company. As children, this happens in the playground; In the workplace, it may happen in the few minutes before the start of […]
Read more "Day 316: Through The Noise And Through The Quiet"The morning is the most telling time. It is when the recap of the evening is received and it is when the most state of rest is achieved. (A few hours of sleep will always help) So we wait for the update, hoping that the night brought comfort and slumber, that the absence of pain […]
Read more "Day 315: The Neverending Dance"Sometimes in life we need a simple cleanse from the piles of challenge that keep coming from our rainy skies. In our wait for the sky to clear, we need to take a deep breath, assess the situation, and accept it for what it is – a perfectly surmountable obstacle. Of course, when faced with […]
Read more "Day 312: The Rinse Of Tides"I’ve been sad lately in an internal let me hide my angst behind my smile sort of way. Hence the reason why I sent her the invitation. Let me explain. I asked Hope to sit down with me so we could have a talk and a little bite to eat. Being good friends and all, […]
Read more "Day 311: The Essence of Hope"Steadfast True Constant She’s a mother Ready to feed Ready to fight Nurture Support Willing to sacrifice all For you She’s a mother She knows no boundaries To the depth Of the well Of affection For you She’s a mother She cries at your pain Feels it too She knows Where you’ve been Where you’re […]
Read more "Day 305: She’s A Mother"I opened the cupboard of my destiny My world rocked by one moment Where the light of truth Invoked the shadow of a dare As reality challenged faith to a duel Everyone concerned about the geography of the malady My focus on the location of vitality and resurgence Plotting their course through my person How […]
Read more "Day 302: The Detour"Last week our family was once again touched by cancer as Yvonne’s cousin was diagnosed. His response to this news, rather than his condition, prognosis or current physical state has driven many of my writings these past few days. I have been deeply moved by this young man’s innate grace, overwhelming faith and ability to […]
Read more "Day 300: When The Bell Rings"Dear God, It’s me. What have You done? You take me on these journeys where I have to question your existence when You challenge the people around me with obstacles seemingly insurmountable. (These are people I love, deeply.) How could You do this? Why can’t You focus on the people who spread havoc through the […]
Read more "Day 298: You Do It Again"I looked out the window and I saw Blue. ‘What are you doing here?’ I asked. ‘I will tell you…’ he replied. He began speaking in the third person: ‘Blue is a state of mind where the hue of the sky can present the purity of clouds blended with the softness of the sun’s reflecting […]
Read more "Day 297: The Color of Blue"Ashamed to say you gave me peace When it is I who should have comforted you You sat there with a weary smile Taking part in the conversation around you Lending support and bravery Masking your pain Teaching us all a lesson in humility Vastly impressed to see this side of you Foreign to me […]
Read more "Day 296: Profile In Courage"Expect the unexpected They tell us all the time Prepare for things Plan on the calendar Set goals and execute The road to success is mapped out It is not a seat-of-your-pants Kind of journey The unexpected will happen We will be thrown curve balls Our decision is weather to catch them, Hit them or […]
Read more "Day 295: Change Of Whether"
Juan Day At A Time 