Neece Daily Vibes

I see a palette of which colors of vast array are piled on, awaiting a brush to take away. I see fields painted with the rainbow from God above, I see happiness as calming as a dove. As we walk into the open fields your hand in mine, I cannot help but breathe in the glory bloomed in the spring time. The beauty of a Tulip is one so natural and free, the smell of citrus, honey and green are just a few your mind will see. The forgotten hills that our ancestors walked, the voices that echoed deep in the valleys below, the memories made and the trees In which will outgrow.

My eyes have been open to the world we are in, not by the chaos that surrounds us but by the single phrase uttered from my little humans voice. Confusion and uncertainty crossed my mind and flooded my face, my daughter asked to paint my fingernails which would leave a colorful trace. The question asked is simple and pure, why would anyone care Dad, and the answer is reluctant and full of fear. At that moment I realized the world is full of hatred and pain, why are we judged on the color of our skin and the gender in which we live. Why are we mocked for what we wear and how we look, the purity of my daughters words made my emotions shook. The joy she has to play is so innocent and free, I will never again be scared because I am human and I am Me!

Push the pen and feel the paper, does it draw your mind to a certain subject or specific rhyme. Sweat drops from my anxiety ridden face like blood from a cut at an unprecedented pace. What will my hands be controlled to write, will you understand, will you believe it tonight. Since inception of filling a blank canvas with graphite and ink, I have learned that my emotions and thoughts have been in sync. I crave to be heard, I crave to allow those who are listening with their eyes, to touch with their minds and follow in my path. Who am I that one cannot be, who am I that one cannot see, who am I to not allow the mind to be set free.

Fabric wound together from your side and mine, moments caught by chance from a simple comment in a fraction of time. Do the eyes found in the reflection show the beauty within, will you allow me to explore deeper and let the fall begin. Embrace from the heart, letting go of procrastination that drives emotions from the start. Build what is needed to sustain in time, the grace and giddy nature which pulls your heart to mine.

Washed free of the mental blocks that bound my mind, dried in the clarity of a better tomorrow, lessons learned taught me to seek a certain kind, one I crave to follow. Twisted change at the disposal of your thoughts, giving chance a different color than that of your past, where pain was contrast. Do we ever flatten the image broken in life’s kaleidoscope, does it cause confusion in what we see, enlighten where I seek to be, loosen the rope and set me free.

Stitch the negativity that flows, close the windows to the soul that look upon not what it knows. Restrain the extremities that lash out, block the thoughts that shouldn’t be and reroute from you to me. A snail will speak to every word that is listened to, not caught in the race of a tongue tangled in something not true. As the sun crests over the mountains from the east, the dew begins its retreat to the heavens above, leaving a mystery vapor in what nature calls love.

As we turn and burn the pages of our past, they sometimes rise like the Phoenix from the ash’s. Complex are the noises of right and wrong, burdened from the lessons once in life that didn’t belong. Rivers of emotions overflowing from within, does the challenges of tomorrow keep the honest from sin. Complicated knot wrapped deep inside, choking the normalization that once resided. Choose to be better than the caretakers of your heart, don’t allow pain to fester from the very start. Allow failure to happen when it’s meant to be, don’t quit at something that will ultimately set you free!

Where do we go when the past year has tortured our mind, body and soul. Why do we succumb to the daggers of opinions thrusted into our hearts with no self control. The string artwork of veins that control the life within, seem like they are bulging with confusion of the path in which they need to begin. Does the changing of the year mean something great, or do we live to allow a single moment to dictate our tomorrow, that is the ultimate debate. Sounds of crackling in the distant sky, sets the tone for what was and what will become a new year and the same ole faint bedroom cry. Resolute I am by nature, stubborn I am by blood and forgiving I am at heart.

With what we know of this past year, is the emotional roller coaster pushed to new heights of humility and unsettling fear. What would a Diamond be without pressure, what would a train be without its track, do we trust over time or at the drop of a dime?

As I listened to the trickle of the river cutting the silence in the air, I reflected on my time within 2020 as the earth has been hibernating like a bear. Take this time to water and feed the change within, we have a new year upon us, don’t stop just before it will begin!

Rain ripping through the dark morning sky, the sound of my alarm awakens me into a world of frustration as I ask my self why. Its time to leave the comfort of your warm blankets and loved ones as you journey into the life of success and financially binding responsibilities. Focus on today and have faith that everything will be ok, look forward to what awaits your return. Trust the process and know frustration is just the absence of happiness, pain is the absence of comfort and quitting is the absence of determination.