The Power of Prayer

She was crying to me; she told me all the issues in her relationship. She told me her family was in a depression and she had to take care of her younger sister. She told me how she had given up her creative craft to be the woman of the house. I cried. She sobbed. I tried to hug her. She was numb to physical nurturing.

I left. I drove to work. I could have filled Lake Mead with the tears I cried. I begged and pleaded to any angels listening to send her love, light and a way she can support herself and her sister. I wiped my eyes. I walked into work.

I saw her the next day. She was glowing. A previous employer called offering the opportunity of a life time. She hugged me and walked away. I cried with gratitude.

I have not seen her since…I have a feeling she choose the road of challenges…

Your prayers are heard; positive or negative. Please be careful of what you wish upon another. We can all use the blessings and less of the hate. Think about it; the more blessings you send. The more you will receive.

xoxox, WIN-WIN

I Write Because No One Ever Listened

I write because I was told to sit down, stay still and shut up.
I write because I never learned how to have a conversation.
I write because I would steam with rage when I could not get my point across.
I write because my opinion never mattered.
I write because I was always told I was wrong.
I write because no one cared.
I write because I was lost and words found me.
I write because my heart was broken.
I write because I contemplated suicide with a loaded gun in my hand.
I write because I am a habitual thinker.
I write because I am scared to say my thoughts out loud.
I write because I am a day dreamer.
I write because I feel everything around me.
I write because I hear the thoughts of anyone thinking about me.
I write because I can hear Truth.
I write because I can release all these built up emotions.
I write because I was guided to the pen and paper.
I write because I am becoming a master communicator.
I write because I know words are open to interpretation.
I write because my life depends on it.
I write because you judge me.
I write because you love me.
I write because it fuels my drive.
I write because I understand the power of language.
I write because I create my world.
I write because you read it.
I write because the paper listens…

xoxox, what are words anyway?