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

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!!!

Getting it ready…

I am sooooo looking forward to getting out on the Big Blue… so a good clean up in preparation for dragging baits tomorrow is well underway… 

It’s all about the Salt Lyle Baby!!!

Shout out to The LeadFoot and Lady Diana… we’ve gotta plan to meat at the sandbar!

Mr. Powel, are we gonna do this or what?

Lil Bro Video – Phillipines

What a time, what a time!!!

Life is full of adventures that are intended and unintended. For me and this dude (Ritesh), we are both determined to live a purposes life full of intention. And yes, along the way we will also make the best of and enjoy the unintended adventures as well. 

MEMORIES AND MOMENTS!!

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Philippine Adventure

I have to admit that this has been a. Truly full trip to the Phillipines. Today I am on yet another great adventure. And where do we start??? 

“Jillibee” of course!!


And the next stop of course would be Starbucks. Yep, it’s a minimum mandatory stop. Don’t judge me!!

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”!

Business Travel Flow…

Not sure what this is so funny to me. Click link for video.
Check it out, moving between gates…

  
Business travel is sometimes funny IF, and only if you are in a comedic mood. I have a great. Most times I am and I mostly laugh at travelers. All the weird quirks and mannerisms to include:

  1. nose picking
  2. booger eating
  3. eye booger picking
  4. sneezing or coughing in hands followed by wiping on pants
  5. General body part scratching (men and women, you would be amazed)
  6. the directionally challenged
  7. etc…

For me it’s pretty much a routine and methodical. It’s like a executing a well drafted plan. Even when things go wrong I always have a plan and a routine. I’m rarely frustrated or angry. 

So today I’m on my way to YYZ (Toronto) and because I have priority I’ve boarded first. But as always I end up with many butts and crotches way to close for comfort and everyone and then my shoulder gets molested… (laughing). Seriously folks boarding the plane bump me with luggage coats, kids, and crotches…. Yep… It’s all a pet of the travel flow!

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On my way again

Well I’m on my wa again… I struggled with crossing my legs because of my knee surgery. It was horrible trying to sit normal and take this dang pic. Here is my first one which is my normal pic. The problem is that you can see the knee sleeve through my slacks and it’s apparent that the knee to leg ratio is way off. 
  
So I decided to cross the other way and it was equally as painful. Uhhhg!!! But I managed to get my travel pic so in happy now… So here it is… 

  
Don’t judge me… I’m just the guy that trying his best to “Make Good Donuts”!