Mackgurl's Musings

Looking out on an expanse of tranquility... Here I sit...alone but not lonely... Between them there is a difference... It's subtle, yet deep in its intensity... Alone, a stone of thoughts... Small and light...will skip across the serenity of blue... Smooth ripples, endless ripples that dance across the surface... Calming in its undulating rhythm... Lonely, a boulder of thoughts... Big and heavy...would not skip or dance across the peaceful oasis... Rough swells, endless swells that battle much deeper than the surface... Torrential in its unrelenting cadence... Here I sit...alone but not lonely... The difference between them... a choice, a mindset... A lone stone, small and light...skipping and dancing... Or a boulder, rough and heavy...sinking you to the bottom, ruining the quiet blue.

The sound of your voice soothes me... Its dulcet tones wash over me... Bathing me in honey dipped sweetness that I will always remember... Smiling, I close my eyes... To sleep and to dream... One thought prevalent on my mind... Before sleep claims me... I remember that in the morning... I will have more honey.

At my usual spot, a table for one... Yes that one...the one, a way from the kitchen but near a window... I sit with a clear view of life as it passes by... Sitting in my usual spot, a table for one... I stare into tomorrow...wondering how just yesterday, I was certain... Certain that THIS is where I would always be... But now my usual spot, a table for one... That one is too small...amazing how just yesterday, I was certain... Certain that THIS table would always be for me... So my usual spot, my table for one... Has been changed...Yesterday is gone, and today there's me and you... And that table for one, is now a table for two. Photo by Juli Kosolapova

In the stillness of her bedroom, alone in the dark, in the quiet...she tests her voice...her words...unsure of the delivery but so wanting them to be heard...to be felt... “Love?” She whispers on a breath she didn’t even realize she was holding...”Love?” She says a little louder but only just...”I miss  you...tonight, when you close your eyes to sleep come find me...I will be waiting for you when I close my eyes to dream..."

Hey Hey Hey. Guess what? I was have secured another guest for the WHO ARE YOU? series! Whoop Whoop!!! Exciting right? I knooooow!!! Get this - this week's guest's name is SHAFT! Mackgurl:  Good evening, Mr. Shaft. Shaft: And hello to you baby, but it's just "Shaft". Mackgurl: (Ooohh la la) Alright then, Shaft... Shaft: Sho' yo' right Mackgurl: LOL Well, thanks so much for joining me today and letting me borrow you for this interview. Shaft: The pleasure is all mine. Mackgurl: (Whoa, is he doing that caramel-coated chocolatey voice thing on purpose???) Ahem, alright well let's get right to it. So, what do you Shaft? Shaft: That is a loaded question with many, many answers. You sure you can handle them? Mackgurl: (Hmm, I, well, ooh...) LOL ok ok no seriously, tell us what you do? Shaft: LOL alright, Mackgurl...I'm a retired Steward that enjoys life! Mackgurl: A Steward? So tell our readers, what does a Steward do? Shaft:  Well I retired fr...

Hey blogoverse! Have you ever found yourself in a situation where it just seems that no matter what you do it just isn't enough? Maybe you thought it was enough for you but maybe not so much for the people in your life? An example? I'm so glad you asked. Say for instance you are in a relationship with this great guy/girl. I mean they literally make you smile just when they run across your mind. The problem is they don't quite have the same feelings about you. While you would do and have done so much to make them happy - meanwhile all you hear is criticisms. Oh some are subtle - "you know, you'd be really pretty with straight hair."  Some not so much - "why are you always reading? How many books does one person need! Ugh, don't you do anything fun? Man, you are so boring. All you ever do is read, watch tv and write in those notebooks. You never get drunk, you don't do drugs..why don't you live a little for Pete's sake!!!  You have to do som...

  Someone asked me the other day " hey, don't you ever get tired of being so happy and positive all the time? How can you be so NICE?" I was thrown! Ok maybe not completely since I've heard a little about this before. "You always have a smile on your face...you're so happy...you're so NICE to EVERYBODY...I really like talking to you...thank you for being so kind...-it's rare" Even though I've heard these comments before, it still surprises me a little. Not that people think I'm nice but that so many people experience the opposite - often enough that they are shocked enough to comment. Makes you, ok me, wonder why are so many people not nice? Just plain old mean? How do they get that way? Can't make me believe that people are born that way...hmm course i have a seen pictures of newborn babies with some pretty mean mugs. Looking like they've been here before and experienced all the atrocities of life ALREADY!  But really - why?  May...