She Sleeps

She sleeps on as many trips as we have taken. It seems that she finds peace in my presence knowing that I am her protector. Soon enough she will be off to University and outside of my purview and close protection, yet I am confident that she is fully equipped with all required for life. She is and continues to be a thirsty sponge taking in all life’s lessons. I’m amazed when she recites the many wisdoms with class and maturity. It is pleasantly surprising and feeds my ego. I am proud… Oh so proud of her.

Go ahead… Rest BabyGirl. Venice awaits us in only a few hours. 😘☺️😌

A Gift to Myself

There is no greater gift than to be where you want to be, doing what you want to do, and with whom you want to do it. At this moment it is sitting on the rooftop of Hotel Farnese in Roma, Italy with my daughter who has recently graduated with honors from high school having a simple breakfast and drafting this blog post while she watches her favorite YouTubers. 

I was sharing with my daughter that oftentimes people fail to prioritize experiencing the moment. They simply are not aware that they could or even should be aware of their “now”. There is a healing effect from sincerely beginning self aware. Feeling the realization that you are alive and becoming aware of your breath and heartbeat and sensations of feeling, the air on your skin, and the unique sounds all around you. Becoming aware of your own thoughts so much so that you can actually control them. 

Sobering are the moments that you realize that you “are”, that you exist. 

I also shared with her that you can then slowly expand your awareness outside of yourself and notice all the life and lives around you both animate and inanimate, for all things expire from their current form or way of being. You see, real life is not experienced in the yesterdays or the tomorrows. It is captured in the now. This is where futures are drafted and memories carved. For those very close to me they often hear that I am keen to experience moments and create memories. 

I will be that old cool ass gent sitting someday in a rocking chair (maybe on the Moon or Mars) with grandchildren around laughing and enjoying themselves. And I’ll have this mischievous or even playful grin on my face as I relive, in my mind, some of the very best memories and moments. I’ll watch the birth of my son and hesitantly cut the squishy umbilical cord, hold him in my hands counting fingers and toes and making sure that both of his eyes are looking at me. I’ll relive my daughters first day of school where she joyfully bounced and skipped off to join the other children when I was expecting and even wanting her to throw herself off the ground because she didn’t want to leave us. I’ll remember my dad’s phone call out of the blue sharing how proud he was of my accomplishments and more over the kind of man I had become. I’ll remember the many intimate moments where time screeched to a halt with bursts of motions of love and eye gazes along with intertwined spirits that seemed to defy gravity, space, and time. I’ll remember the love of, and pleasures of those that have transcended into the next life. I’ll remember everything!!! Each and every detail with precision and in full color leaving no detail without distinction. After all, what else can I take with me as I age and hopefully in the beyond. 

It’s all about “Memories and Moments”. This is my gift to myself…
– Johnnie Moore

Live your Love… (part 1)

When I was younger I was determined to live what I love. Yes literally… I mean seriously and for real. Curiously enough after several unexpected, unwanted, and painful experiences in my life, it became obvious to me that I wasn’t exactly living what I love. I was finding a way to love what I was living. I was somehow holding back my “greatness journey” while attempting to acquiesce to pressures driving me to deal with external purposes outside of my own. Life changes and people change too. But I’m not so sure that I believe that I’ve been repurposed. My purpose remains consistent and the evolution to alignment perfection to that purpose is encapsulated into my willingness to obey my truths.  

You see I’ve come to accept that “Truth” is a personal and impartial form of law. It is an expressed reality unchanged, a rule of existence and a foundational element not yet written in the “periodic table”, but bold and italicized in the “eternal table”. It is a force that directs both action and inaction. It constricts one from self indulgence and prompts one to hold close both things and entities that are based in authenticity. It reaches down into your heart and pulls salty tears forward through your mind as emotions and rains them over shivering cheeks. Truth is a spring of glory that increases heartbeats in moments of acceptance that one is loved. It creates the most beautiful smile wrinkles. Among it’s evidences are the provocative instances of realization and an ever reminding occurrence of passion, compassion, relevance and motives. Truth is strong and incontestable, stands alone and requires no assistance. It is immovable, eternal, and can be wielded as a tool or a weapon. 

Living what I love is impossible without awareness and acceptance of my truths. This is a statement of fact and one of the many stepping stones to transcendence. 
Stay tuned more to come… 

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Honey, Carrot, & Stick

It’s true that honey attracts more than vinegar, it’s also true that if the carrot is ineffective a stick will likely deliver results…

Key point is the sweet fragrance of the honey tantalizes the tastebuds and increases desire to be in close proximity. Then should the carrot not incentivize desired outcomes the stick is the fall back. 

Either way achieving the goal is destined. I’m in it to win it! All the way in and all the way to the finish line. Who’s with me?

How to Find Your Passion

Apparently this thing called ‘Passion‘ seems to be a hot topic for most and is, in many cases overused. For me, ‘passion’ is defined as the one thing that enjoys your very best and rewards you the most. It fills you up from the inside out and is seemingly reflexive and serves you as your safe place. It’s the thing that comes easy, but you feel compelled to operate with pride. It is your thirst quencher and your warm soup on a cold day. Passions are oftentimes selfless, delivered as an outward expressions, and formed with action or activity. It is an action that fulfills a deep point of desire that begs your attention and finds its way to identify as a priority in your life.

When excersizing in your passion its likened to  
the ease of flowing down a smooth river,

like awakening comfortably from a great nights sleep,

like your sexiest outfit and a hot date,

like your favorite evening comfort beverage,

like watching a baby completely immersed in unprovoked laughter,

 – ok you got the point.
In order to find your passion you need to be open enough to try new things and to look within for evidence of inner joy and a resounding sense of accomplishment. When you are in your zone, it just feels good. Its comfortable and empowering. I’ve also learned that the people closest to you can in many cases see the signs and if asked can provide confirmation of what you would likely already know. Your passion is already within range. It is sometimes hidden clear view amongst the clustered array of “to-do’s”.

Critically your passion is and always will also be seeking you and will flash its presence from time to time pleading for your recognition and attention. It shows itself as the thing that you want to do first or save for last. Even the effort required when it comes to your passion, rewards you and seldom would you not want to share its sucesses.

Finding your passion can be simple or as complicated as you want to make it. In the end, my perspective is that you simply need to claim that which you already know. Even if it is somewhat broad in nature… Allow your passion to develop. In the meantime do the stuff that you love and the things that make you smile.

While waiting for my daughters Optometrist to finish some updates in his computer I asked him about this topic and he shared his story with me on how he found his passion. It was a very interesting story indeed… However in the end he simply said “You gotta be damn lucky”! Now I certainly believe that there is some element of luck involved, however by far the ability to feel your joyful place while pursuing life and then to make the tough decision…

Making the tough decision to walk away from people, places, and things that are in direct conflict with allowing you to pursue your passion is paramount. Draw the line in the sand and make it clear to all that your passion is you and you are your passion. Yes, its this kind of candor, determination, and discipline that will allow you to find your place in your greatness. You can be your beam of light in a dark place carrying yourself through things impossible. Then you can find balance where work is play and play is play. There will be joy in all that you do. Keep in mind though that there will always be a need to fend off tormentors, detractors, and distractors. But, if you remain focused peace and fulfillment will serve you the very best dishes and feed your soul.

I hope your enjoyed and welcome all comments…

(I asked for topics a few weeks back so that I can get back on track with my blog and this topic was one given by Jessy Guevara. Thanks for the topic Jessy!)

Serenity 

I found a place in existence that rests between here and there. 

It’s a subtle place dusted and painted with grey, orange, and blue. 

Its a place that is ever present, 

But can only be seen at a distance, clearly visibly but yet intangible. 

It pleases me and provides release and reflection. 

It holds my souls eye captive and my imagination hostage. 

I’m transformed by its willingness to invade my appreciation. 

I can feel its serenity as a continuous stream of peace and tranquility. 

It touches me from afar in the most intimate of ways. 

Its strength immerses itself into the depths of my heart and mind, 

And I graciously and willingly grant permission.
This place ever so gracefully changes before my eyes,

As a continuous stream of wonder serenity and joy.

I willingly yield my worries to it and hasten to deliver my stress at its alter.

I dare not look away! 

Being captivated and captured over and over by both the detail, abstract, and cadence,

Its searches my soul making and planting eternal promises that delight me.

This place screams at me with its soft voice shoving my will into places of joy.

I am enticed by its depth and kind offering of all things good.

Now suspended and entranced, hope and desire fills all vacant places in my soul.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Join me when you can, I’ll be here for a while… 

Sports Spirit Lifted

So normally I do not post about professional sports on this blog but on this rare occasion I will… I am a suffering Dolphin fan and have been since the beginning of time itself. Yes, all the way back from the Big Bang or Creation (which ever you choose to believe). And as a suffering fan each and every year we seem to get excited about a the prospects of our team only to be disappointed once the season starts. Well this year is no different. I still find myself on the edge of my seat each game, praying and trying to will a Fins victory. 

I was asked today why I don’t just pick another team? I looked at this person as I have in the past in amazement that they would even consider this an option at all. I’m actually shocked that is even in the deck of cards as an option to be played. Like many suffering DolFans we simply cannot fathom the thought of jumping ship. Now yes, there are a rare few that don’t have green and orange coursing through their veins, but they aren’t real fans anyway (sell outs). Today I wore my colors because I screamed at the TV on Sunday and the Fins heard me. After a complete shut out for 3 quarters, the Fins found a way to pull off two TD’s in the final five minutes of the final quarter to take the lead and win. Yay Fins!!!

Now there is no deep meaning that I plan to extract or some novel phylisophical revelation ready to drop and shatter your concept of reality. No, there is only that I, a suffering DolFan is feeling pretty good our comeback win and a 5 game winning streak. So there, I said it!
Lets go Dolphins!!!

Her… 

Her….

Her presence invokes all that’s good in me, therefore I am bound to set a ripe example.

Her existence makes me smile in the most torrent of situations.

When my focus is coupled with moods intense, Her embrace ushers calm.

I treasure Her like sight.

Because of Her, my vision is purpose and clear with certainty.

My reasoning is filtered pure by Her passion and compassion for the good in life.

I will deny Her no good thing.

I Love Her

At times like this… 

At times one needs to release desire without restriction in order to…

  • go where you must go
  • to have what you must have
  • to touch what you must touch
  • to taste what you must taste
  • to feel what you must feel
  • to take what you must take

At times conquest is therapeutic and in the end you can mount up and say to yourself, “yeah, I did that”!

What do you see❓

As soon as I think that I have me figured out, I show myself yet another part of me and realize that my journey is still in its infancy. I’m not always easy to understand although most believe they know me. I often wonder who I am to others. How do they see me? What would it be like to see me through their eyes? What if I could just snap a pic and capture me in a single frame? Could I then see sit down and study each pixel looking for signs and scenes, now and thens, strengths and weaknesses, lights and darks, rises and falls, losses and victories, love and disdain, pain and joy, illness and healing, failure and recovery, friend and foe, etc… 

I took a pic and realized that I’m going to need many more lifetimes to truly see and understand me. So, what do you see❓

 

Vacation Day #1

Sometimes you just gotta do what you’ve gotta do! For me it’s taking a few days of my personal leave to focus on administrative deliverables. Folks always think they want to grow and to succeed. They feel in their hearts that they should be in a position of influence and authority. Oftentimes this is only words that seem to sink into the abiss of inaction. This is what my first day of vacation looks like…

  

 For those who have achieved any level of success, you already know all too well that you have to be prepared to “invest” what and when many simply aren’t willing to invest. You see, spending time and investing time aren’t the same thing. One is gone and often doesn’t have a tangeable or risidual benefit (spending time). When you “invest” time, it’s done with care and consideration always weighing the risks against the potential earnings. 

These are strategic decisions and not whimsical. They are based on foresight and forethought, imbedded in experience, and emerged in purpose. For me, there are still yet soooooooo much to accomplish and I’m still passionately eager to cease opportunities to build my dynasty…. 

Confession: 09

I love fried rice…

Plain rice is ok and there are times when it’s all you have. But I love rice with a little pizzas! So here you have brown and black rice seasoned well with fresh herbs, garlic, some habanero peppers (I like it spicy), and spices tossed with fresh shredded carrots, green onions, chopped sweet onions, fresh garlic, along with green, orange, and red bell peppers. Mmmmmmm…. So delish!
But you know such is my life… It’s full of diversities, complexities, simplicities, and a multitude of differences. It’s colorful and I love color. It’s good to my palet and flavorfully impacts all my senses. My life isn’t just a meal it’s an entire experiences shaped in the ambiance of tolerance, friendship, and love. You see it’s a good life because it’s purposely designed to be so by my every , thought, desire, and most importantly, my decisions. I wanna taste this life in all its wonderous change and experience. I’m purposed to uncover all the possible joys to be taken, eaten, and enjoyed as nourishment for my growth. 

Guess what, I wanna take all of you along with me… Wanna go? Wanna indulge? Wanna taste, touch, smell, and see? I promise that you won’t be disappointed and dull moments will be rare.

Meet me at the top of the rainbow… I’ll be there lightly packed and ready to depart.

   
  

Mama Adiah Moore

So was gonna write something super clever, but for her no words can be adequately descriptive. So basically today I stopped by to drop off a few things and she was in super great spirits with her super cute yellow dress. What you cant see is the super cute yellow flower bow holding her pony tail.

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Mama, I love you soooo much!! You’ve done so much, live through so much, helped so many, prayed continuously, supported without ceasing, challenged us allot, listened with attentive ears, and did I mention that you love so many.

You are the most amazing woman I know… Muah!

#WitchoCuteSelf, #MamaAdiahMoore

Inspirationaly Conflicted

What a beautiful time… It’s the morning of day 3 with BBG and we are having a blast. So much done and so much yet to do. Many memories & moments created and to be created. It’s a nice day. Sitting on the rear of the ship looking at that big blue, the bubble trails and wake left from a path still being carved. Fellow cruisers eating breakfast and chatting about times then, now and tomorrow. She sits with her back to the sun a big brimmed hat blocking the sun while focusing intently on the task at hand. She is transferring very vital photos from her iPhone to her laptop, grouping the photos by event. She is stunning. A gift from my loins to myself. Ok, yes, God had something to do with it as well…. (Chuckle)

Back to the big blue…. It’s vastness creates a kind of volnerability and realization of scale that provokes thought into the spiritual. It raises my minds eye to a sharp razor edged pinpoint aimed at a clashing of both thought and reality. These worlds are seldom this close much less intermingled like cold fresh soft ice cream swirls… It’s reality itself is melting into a new form of reality. It’s a artwork now framed, it’s a gymnast sticking a landing after the most complex routine, it’s the big fish that didn’t get away and you got it all on your GoPro, it’s the birth of a spiritual child.
I am amazed and humbled, empowered and dazzled. I think I’m living… Really living. Not the day to day routine. Not the morning regiment to prepare for a day’s work, not the regular and predictable greetings among work colleagues or the traffic on the way to work, not the clock countdown awaiting the end of a shift or the rediculous commute home, not the eventual hugs and greetings from awaiting family, nor the preparation for dinner, the evening cadence, or late conversation while preparing for yet another night’s sleep. No, this is different. This is an awakening that only the divine revalation of self existence and the meaningful realization of how meaningless and meaningful we all are in the grand scheme of things. This is a mouth and nostril full of salty ocean water, it’s banging your knee while sliding your chair under an office table, it’s catching yourself by snatching your head up while falling asleep in church. This is the feeling in your stomach when looking over the edge of a tall building. This makes your heart race, your mind aware, your eyes stretch, pupils focuss, hair raise on your arms, and heightens all senses for what’s next. 

Having gone through this wormhole from the mondain into the radical causes a sense of enlightened and heightened purpose… What should be next and what am I to do about it? Why do I feel so responsible? 

Hmmm… 

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Nice…

Johnnie Moore Jr

It’s apparent that today is truly a good day. I’m not at liberty to share some of the whys, but I am will to say this:

 

“Trouble has found its pace in the far reaches of the universe, however it is clear to me that it is now a far off and that balance, and truth, and righteousness currently prevail in my space. They fed me plentifully with patience and peace. I’m not moved to do or to say, only to be. And right now being is soothing to the soul. Being allows me to exist in the space that has been designed ever so carefully and specifically for me. My space is comfortably suited to allow me to engage, and to absorb, and to express without the consideration for external contaminants. I’m at peace and existing far beyond existence and I love it!”

 

So with that said…

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In the Wind

There’s a quote that I’ve memorized for which I don’t know the true author. And that quote is “Freedom is the road seldom traveled by the multitude”. 

Oftentimes people don’t even know that they are in fact trapped. Trapped by the wilds of life itself. Some good, some bad, but all have the ability to enslave us to routines that tear us away from a free mind and spirit. Our need to feel in control binds us to repeat yesterday’s motions and interactions. It’s like that sweet golf swing that makes that sweet sound that only golfers recognize. It’s a sound, a feel, and the beautiful view of a well struck ball souring and gently finding its place right were you wanted it to land. We want that feeling again immediately afterwards like an addict trying to find that first high. Now for the record, I’ve never been high as an adult. I just wanted to state that clearly. My point is that living in our yesterday or even in our tomorrow eliminates our ability to live in the NOW. I’m learning to cease the “good stuff” from my NOW and ensure that I recognize my NOW is the only time that I truly have. It’s about Memories and Moments. I’m learning to increase my ability to realize the moment… 

What’s happening right NOW all around me, recognize and realize the people in my NOW. I’m not just talking about loved ones. I’m talking about the family sitting next to me right now. The father, mother and daughter fumbling through books in an effort to decide which ones to purchase. The elderly couple that just purchased their favorite hot beverage from the barista. My beautiful daughter studying next to me. I can tell that she is so frustrated and forcing herself to read/study. My mom sitting across from me with her glasses on the bridge of her nose studying stitch diagrams likely to be useful to her for some of her handmade jewelry that she makes. The mother and daughter just smiling at each other while awaiting the mothers latte also standing at the barista. The smell of coffee and new books… Mmmmm…….

You see sometimes you have to really realize the moment that you are in. Focus on your NOW, take in all that it is for you and to you. We are alive, not in our past or in our future… In fact we are only alive in our NOW! I’m trying to breathe in my NOW, see my NOW, smell my NOW, touch my NOW, Taste in my NOW, and feel my NOW. 

I would like for everyone to stop where you are right NOW to embrace and realize your NOW. Because truth be told your NOW is but a moment and will soon be …….. In the Wind

Good reading…

Confession: 07

I really really really don’t like unhappy people.

This often imposes some level of discomfort because they live among us and are unavoidable. Now I’m not referring to the people that have real cause for their “temporary discomfort” and have a living expression of their sadness as a result of tragedy. I’m referring specifically to the chronically angry, sad, resentful, or otherwise purposely grumpy people. For them I have very little compassion or understanding but rather contempt and disgust. These are the bottom dwellers and parasites that feed on the life joy of those around them. They always have a reason to be the victim. They look for and cease upon each and every opportunity to complain and sew seeds of discord. They are the ready made salt deposit waiting to fall in a wound. They leave a trail of disaster, wrecked relationships, pain, frustration, backbiting, deceits, etc… And that for starters… 

If you know what to look for, these people are so easy to spot because they seem to leave evidence all around them that clearly reveals their presence. Their friends have to watch what they say around them for fear that they may hurt their feelings, or bring on a temper tantrum of whining and self imposed victimization. Their loved ones live suppressed lives and are incapable of having the freedom to express their desires to do do or be different, to try new things, or to meet new people without opening themselves up to ridicule. Their children either retreat into themselves and really never embrace all the joys of growing up or they plot and plan to experience the oftentimes negative extremes of life whenever they can escape the purview of their victimizers. 

I pray for them often hoping for their deliverance from themselves. I wish and want for their freedom from their own chains. I look for windows of opportunity to free them if they are open for rescue. However I refuse to allow them to bring me into their world. Sometimes allowing some time and space away from these folks is a simple prescription that brings about immediate results. 

In the end we are personally responsible for our own happiness, and to settle for anything other than complete peace, fault can only be placed on ourselves. You see, it is imparative that we purposely live a life of purpose, seeking out and taking full possession of our own happiness. It’s only then that we can also infect others with our commitment to living a joy filled life.

Good luck on your journey…. 

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