There Will Be Mud

There Will Be Mud

All that I can pray for is that each of you vote, and do so with a conscience. Weigh the candidates and cast your ballot with the following things in mind. 

Be true to yourself. Vote for the candidate you truly believe is best suited to take on such an enormous responsibility. Avoid “bandwagonning” and following the crowd.
Understand that that your decision not only impacts you, but all other Americans, inclusive of our children, grandchildren and future generations.

Don’t let the ugliness of campaigning and all that it entails, distract you. It may make for good television, but the reality is this is NOT a reality show. This is hardcore, serious business. As with all other campaigns, “There Will Be Mud” (my election slogan). Put on your boots and wade thru the endless mire of dirt and sludge. Once you hose-off the campaign sewage, the facts will emerge.

As for agendas and topics: although it may be easy to focus on one particular issue that strikes a nerve and speaks to you, there is a bigger picture. Weigh all topics and the stances of the candidates. Dismiss the “it doesn’t pertain to me, therefore I don’t care attitude” and understand that ultimately, and in some small way, all topics will affect you in varying degrees.

Consider the fact that there are no quick fixes to this nation’s troubles. Decisions made at the top require reasoning, consideration and time. For the most part, impatience, unrealistic objectives and timelines, as well as imprudence can cause what was once a minor issue, to become a full blown disaster. Furthermore, it will make a complete “fuster cluck” out of an already bad situation.

Accept that we are Americans. This land was originally inhabited by some of my very own ancestors; the Native Americans. This isn’t a nation, and should not be a nation of one color, but of all colors. The same applies to sexual orientation and religion. We are the supposed to be a melting pot, and symbol of hope, not a bigoted, racist and narcissistic country.

Naturally, we must keep this country and our people safe. This includes reducing the threat of foreign and domestic terrorism. Rather than leaving it up to one person to figure out, a nation united, is stronger than divided. We all play an important part in helping combat the very real dangers which have left us reeling in pain, as of late. Sometimes brute force is needed to combat this pressing issue but again, the decisions made need not be done as a knee-jerk reaction. 

Forget about the arguments and debates you have with family and friends, or even strangers. There is truly no perfect candidate, however, there is usually one more well suited than the other for the daunting position of President of the United States. Consider the good and bad. Focus more on the real issues, rather than force your own opinion because in the end, you will vote one way, and the other person will vote theirs. It’s merely a waste of time and energy to try to make someone see it your way. Only you have that insight. You do you, and allow the other party to do them.

In the end, I don’t care who you vote for. I simply pray that you vote and cast your ballot with a conscience. If you’re making a decision to follow the pack, or choosing a candidate just to show your neighbor who’s right and wrong – then that is not voting with a conscience. Open your heart, as well as your mind and be aware of the weight this privileged right you exercise carries.

This is a critical time for our country. 
Choose wisely. 
There are no do-overs.

That said, I am voting with a conscience for #Clinton and #Kaine


On Grief

Grief – I have helped so many broken-hearted people over the years, yet not one situation is like the other. I never get accustomed to what I see, hear or feel. 

I understand the process, as I too, have grieved. Deeply. 

When asked how to best put into words the process of picking yourself up after a loss, I can only summarize it as follows:

Pain and grief suffered by the loss of a loved one is akin to a dry, desolate and unforsaken land. When the ground is barren and ugly, we have a choice. We can either leave it that way, or cultivate it. 

If we choose to care for the landscape it can become a beautiful thing. This needs to be approached with the understanding that change and growth take considerable time, and requires patience and hard work. 

Your hands, much like your heart, will be raw with unbearable agony. You will suffer and toil. You will feel exhausted, and often question your actions and reactions, as well as decisions to move forward.

One must accept that the physical pain of cultivating does indeed, make one stronger. Be aware that the climate and weather may not always be pleasing or tolerable but with daily adjustments, it is manageable. One day at a time.

Most important, is your vision of the future. What will your parcel look like like when it has matured? The answer is simple: It will be what you make of it.

Stick with it. Nurture it. Allow time to spring forth renewed purpose. Make it as bright and colorful as you can.

Acknowledge that one day, you will be standing in the same spot as you had when you felt lost, alone and broken; barren landscape reaching as far as the eye and heart could see. Only this time, as you take a look around at the beautiful things which have grown in its place, you will realize the change came from your decision to work with it, and believe in it. 

You didn’t give up. You didn’t give in.

Let yourself whither, or take what you have and bring all of the undesirable elements together. Dare to watch something beautiful unfold. Appreciate that the pain felt today can, and will, create a tranquil garden to recall fond memories of your beloved. 

It’s up to you. Continue to trod aimlessly upon a dusty and lifeless path, or walk with purpose in your field of green.

The Tempest

I snapped this photo yesterday evening. It may have been dark and stormy, but the sky’s beauty and power serve as a reminder. 

It is unrealistic to believe life can be consistently joyful, and problem-free. Like the weather, we experience cycles; highs and lows.

We must hold onto the fact blue skies are silently shining behind the storm. Amidst the turmoil, colorful transitions usher in needed change. 

Look beyond the clouds. Hold onto hope. Endure the storm. In time, the passing tempest will reveal an illuminated path full of possibilities, making one stronger, wiser and better prepared for the next squall.

In Light Of Darkness

In Light of Darkness 

By Jill Marie Morris

No part of me condones such hostility 
Which segregates 
And disintegrates 
Our society
The social anxiety 
A real calamity
Breaking up families
This has to be 

Due to color 
There’s no other 
Excuse to use 
Derogatory terms 
Words burn

Please don’t regurgitate the bull
The world’s plate is beyond full 
When will you get it?
It’s not just ‘niggahs’ pulling triggers 
It’s all races 
Come on 
Face it 

And what is queer? 
It’s ignorance and unjustified fear 
Not a name to be shamed 
Just because of the way 
One loves
-One love-
A right given at birth
Bestowed from above

It’s time to stop deflecting 
And start respecting 
Those whose path you cross
Too many lives lost 
Due to bigotry and hatred
A mindset so outdated and
Reciprocated by a follower rather than a
It’s serious

We are but delirious and delusional
Screaming unconstitutional 
What have we done to ourselves?
Random acts of kindness now escape us
Our universal makeup 
A celestial joke
A disgusting facade at how bad 
We have been and will be
Wait and see

We think we’re numb 
There’s only more to come if we continue on such a path
Another bloodbath to remind us
How defiant we tend to be

Lest not forget how sexist tactics begets us 
Exposing unrequited humility that has to be
Addressed and put to rest 
For once and for all
We must call
All for one
One for all 
Before we completely fall

We choose to forget that we are all human
So consumed as I examine 
How we take for granted the positive capabilities of our species
A spectrum ranging from carefree
To targeted aggression 
Even assassination
All this 
Under what nation?

We have become a continent where babies are born to fight and children fight to survive because of their community 
The hostility 
And challenges so disparaging 
That’s the country we now live in 
Then again 
That’s the human race 
A long winded selfish pace 
And slashing our way to the finish line 
One day at a time
What yours is mine

Speaking of time
We make it to accommodate ourselves 
Yet discriminate 
Rather than assimilate
All this demonstrates is another form of hate

When all is said and done
As we are aligned with putting out our own sun
Incredibly dumb of us 
Yet not one of us
Seem to get it
We’ll regret it 
If we don’t start making changes

Perhaps the color of the rainbow will usher in
An awareness that terrorists 
Just don’t come from lands afar 
And sadly live next door
But you see? 
We are too busy 
Grooming ourselves to perfection 
We lack the information to make the connection and take action 
To notice those among us anchored in hatred
Scheming to break us

San Bernardino



In one form or another
You may one day discover
How precious time truly is
Take hold and be bold
Be daring
Be compassionate 
Not uncaring
Forget revenge and unrest

Simply said:
Please try
To do your best

The moral of this dark chapter’s story is to illustrate that pride IS glory 
The aberration of the human condition is unacceptable 
A mere spectacle of what we can do to our fellow beings
This is what we are now seeing
Though with good reason 
We are left reeling from these feelings 
Our Pulse stopped but only for a moment 
In the saddest of bright seasons

In time It will be revived and kept alive 
By the memories of those who died
Unfairly and unjust
We must
Absolutely must
Vow to stop a repetitive theme 
That only continues to break our hearts 
And crush our childrens’ dreams

There has to be focus on the rainbow
Our hearts will quicken and grow
As we courageously 
Not surreptitiously 
Encourage our family, friends and neighbors To fearlessly march to the beat of their own drum

The hum
The shots
From the night’s gunfire 
We turn to seek the blue sky spires
To guide and inspire us
Don’t let fear terrorize us

As with every rainbow
Comes a pot of gold 
The path to it will unfold 
After the storm 
Despite the harm
And with this raw and deep grief
We pray for relief and
Chant for peace

Our future is uncertain as we ascertain the anguish and pain 
And play the blame game 
I pray – at some point we humans realize hatred can only temporarily paralyze mankind
at the cold hands of no kind man
It has
It can

Move forward despite acts of cowardice 
Hold hope high
It’s all about justice 
Be a mouthpiece
There is no other means or way 
It’s up to you and I

Be mindful of the
legacy as it stands as one of the darkest days in this country’s history
A soliloquy of indecency 
A senseless catastrophe
Considering the magnitude of this situation comes the blinding realization that there is good

Acts of heroism should be recalled in place of the terrorism 
And in cataclysmic proportion
Take time to listen
Look and see
Grasp the opportunity 
To be
A voice 
An example of our preamble
As we now scramble 
Once again
To carry on in the face of adversity
There is undoubtedly a monstrosity 
That has corrupted this nation’s morality

We the people of this nation
Even worldwide
Seek justice 
We must stand together for equality
Security and liberty 
Despite the tragedy

Derived from a place of sincerity 
Without ambiguity or distortion 
We need to become the positive Pulse of the nation
Unite in celebration of the lives of those lost in the name of hatred

To the Pulse of the people 
And the People of Pulse
After darkness comes light 
After a storm comes a rainbow and
In light of darkness and 

In the shroud of sorrow
Laugh and
Like there is no tomorrow❤️

Pain, Emptiness and Void Filling

Lunchtime Wisdom

It’s easy to fill a void, yet caution is needed to ensure critical mistakes will not be made when trying to quell pain by finding a replacement. Pain and frustration, which can lead to void-filling, be it with people, material objects, food, pets, and so forth, can – and often will – create further confusion and unfortunate consequences.

Quick fixes and void filling are temporary solutions to personal pain and emptiness. Exercise extreme caution before committing to anything, or anyone you bring into your life during such times. One must consider not only the personal impact this will have, but also the issues it may create for all whom you involve.

I understand this is not pleasant to read. Regardless, it is important to acknowledge.

Pain and loss are difficult enough. You must have faith that problem-solving and self evaluation will bring resolve to the pain; not the things, people and creatures you bring in to distract you from the discomfort and emotions you are feeling.

It takes time to clearly evaluate the situation. That said, patience is also a key trait when searching for meaningful answers.

Learn to avoid selfish behaviors. Unfortunately, pain often results in selfish acts. This tends to be one of the more damaging aspects of void filling. Not only can you unknowingly harm yourself, you can ruin relationships and cause tremendous pain to those who truly care about you.

Too often, pain causes a person to inflict pain in others. Be the words and/or actions intentional or otherwise, always watch yourself. Do not let pain speak for you; simply speak of your pain and express yourself in way that facilitates healing.

If you find yourself saying hurtful things to another as a result of your own pain, kick the ego card to the curb and don’t ever be ashamed to apologize. Chances are, and if the person who bore the brunt of your unkind words and/or actions truly cares for you, they will understand and know that pain is getting the best of you.

Each of these behaviors apply not only to the physical, but also to the spiritual. Reconcile with yourself and work thru the pain. Steer clear of void filling and recognize that your path will more than likely become littered with more obstacles and baggage if you hastily look for replacements. 

Be responsible. Grow from the pain. Don’t fill it with people and things. I speak from the heart, soul, and . . . experience. 


Mother’s Day Words

She is one of the most intelligent, brave, compassionate and uniquely funny women I know. She has been my life-long rock and inspiration, teaching me lessons in courage, patience, friendship and faith in a higher power.

Over the years, other nicknames have come and gone, but terms of endearment such as Daisy Sweet Cheeks and Feebs have seemingly stuck. She is one of the sweetest humans I know, and her sense of humor in jesting along with these titles (Feebs – short for Feeble), only makes her sparkle all the more.

She has battled two cancers, two strokes and is living with a grave heart condition, yet hasn’t missed a beat. I am incredibly proud of her fierce determination and fighting spirit.

She worked almost a half century as a Registered Nurse (until retirement); her commitment to the community reaching beyond commendable. Anyone in her care was not only lucky to have her as a nurse, but little did they know she was their silent angel who quietly prayed for her patients on a daily basis, often falling asleep in her recliner after a long shift, asking God to watch over them.

She is a hero. On The night of June 28th 1989, she positioned herself to shield my son and I from the fire of a loaded, .12 gauge shotgun. Her quick thinking and training literally saved our lives despite the fact my late husband turned the gun on himself. (Detailed in my book ‘207’) She will tell you that she didn’t think twice and did what she says any mother would do to protect her children.

She was my strength as I endured one of the most painful times if my adult life. Widowed, working and left raising my son, she made sure everything would be okay. I am happy to say despite the tragedy; it was.

She, is my mother, or Mama, as I love to say. My feelings go beyond word and spirit. She is a true testament of love in so many amazing ways. I am incredibly grateful and blessed to have her in my life. She is one special woman.

Wishing my Mama, as well as all mothers and those who wear the shoes of one, regardless of gender and including those who have furry children, a blessed and very Happy Mother’s Day.

Thank you, Mama. I love you😘💕💐❤️🙏🏻


Universal HEALING Meditation & Prayer

Universal HEALING Meditation & Prayer

Sunday, June 26th 2016

Duration: 15 minutes+

The purpose of this meditation and prayer session is to raise the energy of the Universe by taking a short period of time out of one evening per month to collectively focus on creating positive energy in our lives, and for the world. The more people that join this session, the higher the level of positive vibration.

An important part of the Universal HEALING Meditation & Prayer session is the acronym for HEALING:








Reflect upon each word; absorb them with your body, mind and soul. Allow these peaceful thoughts to radiate from you, and share them with the world.

It all starts with you! Imagine the change that has resulted from the focus and efforts of one, let alone an army of prayer warriors dedicating time together to make a positive change.

Additional tips on meditation to follow prior to the upcoming session. No special items needed.