Sunday Photo Fiction 9-16-2017


Cindy turned from the window.  “It’s over,” she declared, with finality.

“It will never be over.”

“Oh, grow up, Dave!”

“It won’t bring him back, Cin.”

“At least we got justice.”

“Justice? Is that what we just saw?”

“Yes.”

“It doesn’t chance anything.”

“Yes, it does.”

“What?”

“Now we can move on.” The tears started.

‘If you haven’t moved on after twenty years, why the hell will you now?’ he wanted to say, but didn’t.

“The Bible says an eye for an eye,” she insisted in a voice he knew too well, then walked out, slamming the door shut behind her.

He’d been all for killing the man who murdered their father. At the beginning. It had seemed a just and right fate; a place to put all his hurt and fear and rage. But things didn’t always work out the way he wanted.

He’d just watched a man die for killing his father.

No, he would never forget. But, now, he could forgive.

“I Am Brave” 30 Day Challenge – Day 5: 6-5-2017

I Am Enough!

TODAY’S BRAVE ACT

Spend time listening to your thoughts of ‘not enough.’

These voices of ‘not enough’ are there because there’s something to be learned. Today, write down all the ways you’ve been telling yourself you are not enough. Thank those thoughts for helping you better understand yourself, and let them go as you say, “I am enough.”

TODAY’S JOURNAL PROMPTS

How would I define feeling ‘enough’ as it relates to me personally?

Why do my voices of ‘not enough’ exist? What are they trying to tell me?

How can I grow by spending time listening to these voices?

What is enough? What does it mean? How does it manifest in our lives? It is outside of us or inside? Why does it become so important in our lives and why is it so hard to grasp and understand?

This is what I know about enough.

The one truth which stands head-and-shoulders above the rest is we will never get enough if that is how we measure our lives. We think ‘less’ when we should be thinking ‘is.’ As in ‘there is enough money to cover my bills and still let me live the life I want to live.’

I once lived in fear of not enough. In order to survive, I had to restructure my entire way of thinking. In regards to money, I used to think ‘Oh my god, how can I afford food for my family.’ Less.

This wasn’t an incorrect statement. Finances were almost nil. I had every right to worry, but worry only caused more worry. More fear. More stress.

Now, every time I stand at the register to pay for my groceries, I say a thank you to the Universe for the money to buy the food my family needs. Silently, of course. I talk to myself enough as it is. (Aloud). I didn’t need people thinking I was now talking to some invisible being.

As I continue with gratitude, my mind has turned from ‘not enough’ to ‘enough.’ The money will be there, is my other mantra.

I think enough is another word for gratitude. The more gratitude I feel, and show, the more I understand that what I always had, what I have, what I will have, is enough.

I am enough.

Are you?


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Quote For The Day 12-28-2016

“Each New Year, we have before us a brand new book containing 365 blank pages. Let us fill them with all the forgotten things from last year—the words we forgot to say, the love we forgot to show, and the charity we forgot to offer.”
Peggy Toney Horton

Daily Post One Word Prompt – Stubborn

Daily Post One Word Prompt

He got it from me, that brother no longer here. Wrapped now in the softness of forgiveness and yet, to me, stinking hate and pain and misery. And his mother, also no longer, who picked the wrong boy to save.

She should have fought for the invisible one, the quiet one. The forgotten one. She cried through the funeral, but never for me. For that, he’d had to die.

I visit the graves on important days, never leaving mementos behind. What use do they have for flowers or flags or tears. Why does it take those things to make us remember?

Invisible is the color of a sociopath. Stubbornness its name. I love my quiet family.