I Know The Way Out

A guy falls in a hole one day and the walls are so steep he can’t get out. So he’s down there when a doctor walks by and the guy says “Hey Doc, I am down in this hole, can you help me out?”. So the doctor writes a prescription and throws it down the hole.

A little while later a priest walks by and the man shouts “Hey father, I’m stuck in this hole, can you help me out?”. The priest writes the man a prayer and throws it down the hole.

Then a friend walks by and the man goes “Hey buddy can you help me out”. The friend jumps down in the hole with the man and the guy goes “Hey what are you an idiot, now we are both stuck down here”. The friend says, “Yeah, but I have been down here before and I know the way out.

I read this little story the other day; I bookmarked it because it was so thought provoking for me. I was going to write commentary of my thoughts around this. However, I decided to let the story speak for itself. Take a few moments and reflect about it a bit. I hope it speaks to you as beautifully it spoke to me.

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Life Is Best When Lived Passionately

The Tug – Love, Sex and Poetry

imageThe Tug – Love, Sex and Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Pull it out of me
You pull it out of me
Reluctantly, I succumb
To the tug at my heart
You lassoed around my heart like
The sun orbits the moon
The tug at my heart pulls
Me further into its center
Gravitating to what I resisted most
As if a meteor on a collision course with the earth
Seeing the crash yet finding no brakes
I pump my foot in vain to stop
Admittedly, only to say I tried
Tried to stop the free fall
The one for which my heart had no choice nor defense
Nothing to keep the moth from the burning flame
With heat luring me to its intensity
I tried to stop the tug that so sweetly
Sounded the drum of a heartbeat faintly once lost
Almost without recognition
Driving the beat down to my soul
Tugging it with bittersweet desire
To follow it
With faith only we can see
To have it
With passion only we can know
To succumb to it
With love awakened unexpectedly
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Life is best when lived passionately

Note: If I was a DJ today, I would send this song out to Mr. Blue Eyes❤️ #believe

An Open Letter To Satan

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Dear Satan:
I’m being tested. I now know that. You’ve been testing me. In the last couple of months, You’ve seen to it that every decision I made for myself in the four years was put in jeopardy. You’ve offered me opportunities to go back to who I was in the past. You tried to break me and make me small again.

You made me sad during the Holidays and made me I want a drink. You made me want my old life. I stood strong and made it through without giving in. Fuck you Satan👍

You tried to break my spirit by bringing pain and illness into my body the last two months. Straight up, you almost won on this one. You almost beat the shit out of me on this one. On the brink of despair I prayed to God for strength. The answer came. I remember the things that nourished my mind, body and spirit and make me feel good. I leveled out my emotions with Yoga. I helped my body find balance with QiGong. I slowed my mind down with Meditation. I had a good cry. I spoke honestly with those I love and reached out to people when I was freaking out. I listened to my instincts and sought better medical care out if the area. I took care of myself. While I am still navigating the health issue that started two months ago, I’m stronger and in a better frame of mind. John Wayne said, “Courage is being scared to death but saddling up anyway.” Guess what Lucifer? I saddled up! Fuck you👍

You brought a former lover back into my life not as temptation of the flesh but as an opportunistic bastard trying to reintroduce an unhealthy relationship I left behind. I took pause and thought about the past. Asked myself if it would be good for me to revisit this relationship. The answer was clear to me. No, no I do not want to go back to the past. I don’t have those feelings for him anymore. He knows that. I wished him well and left what we had in the past. Fuck you Prince Of Darkness. I moved on👍

Satan, Lucifer, Prince of Darkness, this is the face of a woman who will rise up and defeat you every time. Look at the Cross in my Cleavage. That’s right. He will help me defeat you every time. But go ahead! Take your best shot! Go head! Test me👍 I will fight you. I fight for the life I chose four years ago. I will fight for my emotional well being. I will fight for a healthy relationship with the good man I now see in my life. While things are still complicated, he is good for me. Even if he is to be Just a friend, he’s shown me by example what I hope to have in my life. I will fight for that and him – if I need to! Fuck you Satan👍You lose!

But, remember my face. Remember my name. Because I am one strong confident woman who doesn’t give a fuck what people think of me; I will straight up beat your ass ever time. Every.Single.Time👍😄👏

Namaste,
Linda🌹🙏

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Seven Ravens (Long post)

 

March 31, 2014 – I took some online quiz to find out what my Spirit Animal was this morning while I was laying in bed at 4:30am.  It said I was a Raven.  The description said, “In some mythologies, the Raven represents the Creator. It is a dark, mysterious, and highly intelligent animal. Like the Raven, your soul is filled with creative energy. You will make something that others will be in awe of…”.

It reminded me of the the “Seven Ravens” poem I wrote a couple years ago and it also reminded of the post I wrote last year at a time of reflection.  The last three years of my life have been nothing short of unbelievable. These three years of my life were filled with complete honesty and authenticity. I stripped everything away and truly saw myself.  I learned to love everything I saw in myself even the things that aren’t pretty. I survived, overcame and blossomed in spite of opposition, naysayers and negative forces.  I rode out the highs and lows. I made changes and choices. I found the courage to let go of anything and anyone who held me back, wasn’t good for me, spoke negatively about me, didn’t wish me well and wasn’t healthy for me in body and spirit. None of it was easy. But, I did it.  I choose it every day. If I could chose between my life ten years ago and my life today, I choose today.

I am grateful that God gave me the choice.  Many in life do not get choices. I got them and I feel I took responsibility and owned my life and my actions.  I grateful that I am not afraid to show my vulnerability on this blog or to the people I care about.  I recognize a good soul when I see one and to them I will show all of me. I will NOT hold back or hide from those who I know belong in my life. I live in gratitude everyday for the life I am living now.  It didn’t happen by chance. It happened by choice. 

I choose today!
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May 1, 2013 – I originally wrote the poem, Seven Ravens, in October 2o11.  At that time, I was sick, I was depressed and I was overwhelmed. And, a relationship abruptly ended after a horrible incident. It almost broke me that it all was happening at the same time. Sensing that the only way I was going to survive the storm my life was in was to relax in to it and just let go. I felt like if I didn’t stop resisting everything or if I kept trying to hold on, then I was truly was going to die.  I tried to do it my way. I tried to force my path. But, nothing was working.  I was filled with anxiety.  But, I was so afraid to let go of everything I knew. I was so afraid to change. I was afraid I would lose my friendships and my social life. I didn’t think I was strong enough to do what life was calling me to do. I was ready to give up rather than change.

Everywhere I went I was receiving little messages of comfort and reassurance from unusual places.  People out of the blue telling me it was going to be ok. Phone calls from people I lost contact with saying they had dreams about me. And, I was having recurring dreams of my decease sister and father holding my hand.  Talk about spiritual experiences!  

On one particular day I was exceptionally anxious. When I am feeling anxious I chant and visualize my lucky number seven. While doing this, I take deep breaths. This practice seems to work like magic at calming me down and returning me to peace. So, one day after I was chanting and visualizing the number seven I logged into Facebook. I started reading status updates and then I saw “Seven, a journey” posted on a friend’s status. It was so unbelievable that as I was chanting and visualizing the number seven to relieve anxiety as she posting the number seven as a journey.

I called her and told her about the synchronicity of our actions. She told me Seven Ravens landed on her window ledge at the same moment I was chanting and visualizing the number. Incredible! She told me about the Native American meaning of Seven Ravens. Seven Ravens is a Native American symbol of a journey. The Seven Ravens come to you to provide you direction and safe passage in your journey.  As the Ravens sat on her window ledge, she prayed. Then one by one she watched as each flew off carrying her prayers into the wind. She said the Ravens gave her great peace and comfort. They were a confirmation that the choices she has been making are good for her. And, now she knew for sure I was on the right path as well. In traditional Medicine cards, Ravens symbolize strength and healing.

That was 19 months ago.  If I only knew how my life would be changed. If I only knew how much healthier I would be. If I only knew my broken heart would mend. If I only knew I would find peace and happiness within my own soul. If I only knew those Seven Ravens were providing me a safe passage on this incredible journey. Would I have continued on knowing everything I would eventually change and give up? I don’t know. All I know is the friends that really mattered are still in my life even though I don’t go out drinking with them. They support me now in what I am doing. What I do know is that Yoga has been a refuge and safe haven for me and has provide me relief and sanity on some hard days. What I do know is that my world has opened up and new powerful spirits and come in and refreshed my spirit with hope. What I do know is that I am healed and back to living. I am changed forever and that was supposed to be my journey all along. I was jus too afraid and stubborn to give in. But, oh what magic happened once I finally let go…

To those seven beautiful ravens, thank you for providing me safe passage. I am eternally grateful.

Seven Ravens – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Did you hear that?
It was a voice
Gently calling your name
If I close my eyes
I can play its melody
In my mind
Calling to you
The sound calms my spirit
And nourishes my soul
Softly drifting
It carries me to sleep
The sound of your name
Carried by the wind
Nestled gingerly
On a leaf
Floating miles
To my window
As if to heal me
And bring My weary heart Peace
In its presence
I say your name
As low as a whisper
I place it carefully
On the backs of
seven ravens
And ask the ravens
To protect your journey
And to keep you safe from harm
They leave my window
And take flight
Saying your name
With a message of love
Seven Ravens journey
From me to you
They wait
to softly kiss
your ear
Preached on the ledge
They sit
with the melody
of my name
On their backs
to sing to you
Their song
Of love and peace
Seven Ravens
A journey
Follow the raven
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Running Down A Dream

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I suppose it was being sick for so long that changed my perspective on things. Maybe it happened when my best friend was diagnosed with advanced Peritoneal Cancer. Or maybe it happened when I thought I was going to Steve & Cookies for my Tuesday night Chicken dinner but instead got my head put on straight by good caring friend. But, probably the time came and I was ready. Ready to look my fears in face. Ready to break free of the shackles that were holding me back. Ready. Maybe that’s all.  I was ready. Maybe I was just ready to move again.  Maybe now the comfort zone is awkwardly uncomfortable.  Well, I should say I am mostly ready. Nervous, worried and excited. But, ready to get back off the bench. Ready to live again.

I spent such a long time keeping myself in a holding pattern I lost some of my fabulous “Linda confidence”. Everyone who knows me well knew something wrong. But, no one could put their finger on it. “Is she still sick and not telling anyone?” “Why isn’t she re-engaging?” “She seems stuck.” “Should we say something to her?” Yep, I heard the well-meaning whispers. The truth is I  lost my confidence and wasn’t sure how to get it back. I spent the better part of two years healing my body and feeding my soul that I neglected the rest of my life. I forgot about my dreams. I lost touch with the fire that has always lived in my belly.

A few months ago I had two weeks off from work and had sometime to really look at my life. I saw it all very clearly. I was living smaller out of fear and allowing my anxiety about my health control every aspect of my life.  It had to stop.

About a month ago I ask myself “why am I waiting to live?” “Why am I waiting?” Well, the truth is if you don’t try, you can’t fail. That’s the bottom line. As a recovering perfectionist I still have fear of failure issues. But, that’s not the only reason. I conditioned myself to live safely, take precautions – after all, I was sick. But, here’s the thing. I WAS  sick. I AM WELL NOW. That was my mind playing tricks on me and trying to keep me stuck. I also see now people who fed into this way of thinking were not real friends and were just trying to hold me back the same way they hold themselves back.

As I’ve slowly left my comfort zone my confidence started coming back. One day I woke up and before I even opened my eyes I knew “Now is the time!”. Almost like angels were whispering in my ear that night. I heard the message. Before my feet even hit the ground I was running down my dream. I was planning an escape from the comfort zone. My mind was spinning. It was time. The time is now. I will write more in coming weeks about the Beach Lover’s Dream I am running down currently. . But, for now, I have a big smile on my face because I am no longer afraid. One demon slayed, hundreds to go (lol).

What’s holding you back?  What dreams have you lost touch with?  How many demons do you need to slay?

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Jump – Poetry

Jump

Jump
By: Linda A. Long

Jump
Take a deep breath
And jump
No time for fear
No time
To second guess
Trust
Your gut instincts
Have faith
Your plans are solid
Believe in the best
For your self
Have confidence
In your ability
To make strong
Healthy choices
For yourself
And
Just Jump
Out of the comfort zone
Into a new life
Full of possibilities
And excitement
Jump
Into your life
Free fall
Into exhilaration
Feel alive
Once again
Feel amazingly alive
Jump
A new life
Is waiting for you
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NOTE: I am jumping. Although nervous, my intuition is telling me it is safe. So, I am jumping. This is what being alive is all about. I’ll provide more details in coming weeks. But, the important thing to know is that I am on the move and out of the comfort zone 🙂
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Are You Feelin’ My Good Vibrations?

I am very aware and in tuned with the emotions of those I care about.  It can be extremely rewarding and extremely worrisome at times. Today I am feeling a strong undercurrent of worry, anxiety, sadness and frustration not only in myself but in the vibrations around me.  With mindful concentration, I am working very hard today to turn the negative energy I feel into a positive vibration not only for myself but for the world around me.

I need you all to join me in focusing on the GOOD vibrations.  Focus on positive things.  Do something good for someone in your life. Smile today. Be happy. If nothing else, enjoy one of my favorite songs by The Beach Boys and catch my GOOD VIBRATIONS TODAY.

“Gotta keep those lovin good vibrations A happenin with her”