Monday Morning

It’s amazing how music can take us back to a time and a place.  Good or bad.  Happy or sad.  I can hear a song and suddenly I sit back and close my eyes and I’m walking barefoot in the sand on a chilly October day.  Toes going numb but only because I love the feel of the sand between my toes.  The freedom from being without the restrictive socks and shoes.  My feet can breathe.  I’m alone, contemplating life, love, and writing.  I’m on a beach, somewhere in a park.  A place I found by chance on one of my rides I took to clear my mind.  No destination.  No idea where I really am.  Just exploring the roads, exploring nature, dreams and thoughts.  Exploring the me inside.  The one I can share, but no one will fully understand because I choose what I show you.  I choose the thoughts I share.  Be it silly or crazy to someone else.  I choose what you see of me. 
Just the turn of the knob, click of a button and I am transported once again.  To a beautiful clearing in the woods, overlooking a fresh flowing spring, a waterfall, him, holding my hand.  His smile, making me smile, overwhelming feelings of joy and happiness.  His eyes, looking into mine, reminding me of why all the others that came, could not stay.  Reminding me of all the lessons learned and all the rough patches along the journey that led to him.  Divine timing.  Him and I swimming in the waters, cool and refreshing.  Him, wrapping me in his arms, feeling safe and secure.  His off key singing in my ear, making me giggle, loving every moment with him.  And then the moment that last note hits and silence.  I open my eyes, look around, snap out of it.  I’m back to reality.  I’m home, alone, sitting on the couch.  Journal in one hand and pen in the other. 
It’s Monday morning again.  Shake it off, finish my cup of coffee, and get ready for work.  Thankful to know I can always play that song again, when I want to return.

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Day 2 – Love Quotes

So it is day 2 of the Love quotes by Black Artists.  I have picked another song with the same title.  That’s right, The Truth.  This one is by India Arie.  One of my favorites lines….

There ain’t no substitute for the truth
Either it is or it isn’t
‘Cause he is the truth
You see the truth it needs no proof
Either it is or it isn’t
‘Cause he is the truth
And you know the truth by the way it feels

The Truth
I just relate to this because we all know when something isn’t right. When something feels wrong, we always have that gut feeling.

Today I nominate the following 3 bloggers:

A perfectly flawed ruby

SIMPLE DIMPLE

My random musings

I have also copied the lyrics to this song below.

Let me tell you why I love him

Cause he is the truth
Said he is so real
And I love the way that he makes me feel
And if I am a reflection of him
Then I must be fly
Cause his light, it shines so bright
I wouldn’t lie, no

I remember the very first day that I saw him
I found myself immediately intrigued by him
It’s almost like I knew this man from another life
Like back then maybe I was his husband
Maybe he was my wife
And even the things I don’t like about him are fine with me
Cause it’s not hard for me to understand him
Cause he’s so much like me
And it’s truly my pleasure to share his company
And I know it’s God’s gift to breathe the air he breathes

Cause he is the truth
Said he is so real
And I love the way that he makes me feel
And if I am a reflection of him
Then I must be fly
Because his light, it shines so bright
I wouldn’t lie, no

Oh
How can the same man that makes me so mad
(do you know what he did??)
Turn right around and kiss me so soft
(girl, you know what he did?)
If he ever left me I wouldn’t even be sad, no
‘Cause there’s a blessing in every lesson
And I’m glad that I know him at all

Cause he is the truth
Said he is so real
And I love the way that he makes me feel
And if I am a reflection of him
Then I must be fly
Because his light, it shines so bright

I love the way he speaks
I love the way he thinks
I love the way that he treats his mama
I love that gap in between his teeth
Love him in every way that a woman can love a man
From personal
To universal
But most of all it’s unconditional
You know what I’m talking about?

That’s the way I feel
And I always will
There ain’t no substitute for the truth
Either it is or it isn’t
‘Cause he is the truth
You see the truth it needs no proof
Either it is or it isn’t
‘Cause he is the truth
And you know the truth by the way it feels
And if I am a reflection of him
Then I must be fly
Because he is, yes he is (fly, light, bright)
I wonder does he know