Daughters...

First and foremost... 1.)I am lazy, 2.)I am ambitious. 3.) And I am ready. More on that to come and how 2. will beat 1. making 3. a lot easier.

Sometimes you find the oddest messages from the oddest sources. From my perspective, the following seems like a lil' much at first take.

"Support Strippers."

Insecurity. Desperation. Insignificance. Add them up and you've got an issue. Always have, always will. Now i say always "will" as a challenge. You won't. There's no way to take something so functional (woman gets paid, man gets laid) and make it absolve with love and care and a dream for something better. There's no way. Or is there?

Is there any possible way the author of this bumper sticker could have really been optimistic. In your assumptions, you were (I was too) too busy thinking, "it's support for things like this that just create more and more hurt, why?".

Stop for a second and take the author for an optimistic realist who feels as if we don't, and should, support the whole individual. We don't make it "functional" to support the food and family behind the job. We don't support the creation and development of a real dream.

All i'm saying is support the stripper. Be good to your Daughters, cause daughters will live like you do. Those girls become lovers, who then turn into mothers, so mothers, be good to your daughters too. Thats all for now, thanks to all who came out for songfest, it was fun. Get ready for the real stuff, it's comin full steam.

peace and much love,

SL

...align//loveshow\\...

So i've never had braces. Looking in the mirror the other day, i noticed that the dentist might have been wrong. Looking for a way to solve what i thought was an issue, a small issue at that, i heard about a lil something called Invisalign. The products tag-line: 

it's clear, 

it's convenient,

it's custom made,

it's you

my first question... really?

Now all mommas drama aside, i'm not associating anything negative with the actual product but stick with me, it's where my idea flowed from.

it's clear: meaning, for some reason, somehow, your trying to hide something. It's as if you want a piece of something great but aren't willing to come to an understanding with the negative consequences.

it's convenient: it's unobtrusive and doesn't cost much. We don't risk anything by convenience. It's not throwing something into the ring we actually "hold dear" to achieve a greater good. 

It's "throw it in the microwave" 

it's "i don't have time for that" 

it's "i'll do it tomorrow, when i can do it today just as good".

it's custom made: implying that someone knows us better than WE. Who really knows what fits you right?

Is this real? Throwing shortcomings on the back porch only to hide the weakness and show our "strengths".

Build a house of gold to cover the faulty foundation and the walls made of Saltine Crackers and Elmer's Glue.

The breakdown: Don't make people know where we get awkward and ashamed. Try and allow access to that area of your mind, so it just isn't as awkward anymore. 

My advice to you on this:

-do something that makes you feel uncomfortable, if the words "wellll, i'm super comfortable right now" ever crosses your mind, find a way to rock your own world and do something that changes whatever got you feeling ok. 

(//I am that kid in the cafe who constantly checks his phone waiting for the text that never comes, and maybe if he looks busy, no one will bother him,

I am that girl who never fits the mold, and never finds the gold, cause silver seems good enough,

I am that guy who keeps going back to what he's done, cause he doesn't know otherwise,

I am the mom who tries so hard to wipe the hurt off her face, but she needs a reason to,//)

Come get it, go get it... it won't hurt.

SL

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie...

Every snowman starts somewhere small,

Every wave begins miniscule and falls,

Every building starts down by your feet,

Every creature small and finally complete,

I hope oneday this world can find,

what it really needs, patiently waiting on time,

is it the world, the order, or our own pollution,

love him and her more, and you'll find the solution...

Cheesy i know but it's completely off the cuff...

Patience. 

much love,

SL

Covered in rain

Think about being fully engrossed in what feels like an absolute disaster. Each and every step just gets incrementally and exponentially worse than the previous. The escalator heads down without a way up, much like those bee traps people have outside in the summer at the pool. No way out. Or at least it seems.

Close your eyes, write something down, throw down on your pillow, get lost in your comforter, and think about what it feels like to not feel what that feels like.

Take pain and create joy. Take struggle and create ease. Take conflict and create peace. Take anger and create forgiveness. Take negativity and create positivism. (think about the common link in those things, you have control)

The good thing about being /covered in rain\ is that everything that follows can only get dryer, and when things get dry again, well, then comes more rains that sometimes get heavier.

(My goal is to make this the last time I use someone else’s metaphors to unwrap some good ideas to live by but take this for what it’s worth, and I think it’s worth a lot. This is a premium message that helps remind you that even broken bones heal stronger, so listen up.)

This idea of being /covered in rain\ makes things interesting and ironically, hopeful. It’s the idea that every inch of your body is vulnerable, and absolutely and completely COVERED in r(p)ain. (They are synonymous in this metaphor, so stick with me.) I’m willing to say this pain is unavoidable, in all we work for and strive to become in this journey, its conceivably inevitable. And thanks to Noah, sometimes, when it rains, it pours. Here comes the release… really though, even he had Mt. Ararat. So in the words of Hilary, let the rain fall down.

Bring it. Handle it. And create your own way out. Put on your rain coat and your goulashes and forget the fact that it feels like it might never stop. Really though, what’s some sunshine without a rainy day.

I’ve made this my outlet, make it your inlet.

Much love,
SL

Depressing and pressing...

"someday, i'll see, the love i give come right back full force in some kind of magnificent way, but i guess for tonight, i'll have to fall asleep knowing that today just wasn't the day, but left with that hope that tomorrow might be" - anonymous 

keep peddling, it'l make the downhill that much sweeter.

SL

Chocolate without sex...

So i got tired of looking a picture of Eli Manning celebrating, as i'm sure you did. Eagles fans can only find exictement for a crosstown rival when they take out the jaugernaut.

For the female audience...

SPORTS TALK OVER:

And so begins where I write about cute stuff thats real, or at least stuff that really happens.

So i was in Albertsons tonight, and i proceded to the checkout and met a woman by the name of Gloria. Older, had that Sally Jesse Rafael look to her, ruby red nails and lips to match, the whole bit. As standard procedure suggests, i asked her how her night was going, she proceded to tell me what is NOW the quote of Valentines 08'.

"I'm doing great, ya know what hunnie, i got chocolate and flowers all day from men all shapes and sizes and ya know what...i didn't have to sleep with none of em'"

WOW, my reaction exactly.

I know your thinking that I walked away saying, "yea, this would be a good topic to talk about via blog" and i agree what that assumption... it is a good topic. And heres why.

This town and this country and this culture is built around the idea of WHAT THE HELL DO I GET OUT OF IT? And yes, it comes with that attitude and "HELL" included. All too often, giving becomes a flex of our biceps instead of a flex of our true hearts. 

Ulterior motives are key ingredients to the American diet, and i'm tired of that being on the menu. Can I just suggest real quick that we find a way THROUGH these motives to a safer and more economically sound place. A place where we do to do, we think to think, we run to run, we LOVE to LOVE.

I think thats all for now. Feedback is always welcomed, check out this song too. Let me just suggest that if your reading this, and you happen to be a female, this song is for you. You are a pretty girl. Until the sun comes up.

SL

(actually u can find the song on the youtube part on the side)

If you are what you say you are...

The weekend got me to thinking about a few things. With all the hoopla over the Bowl of Supers, whether it be the joy of seeing the little brother praised for something other than being born after a "champion", or a little baby who trades stock and owns a clown, or a 7'6" 320 lb. man on a little horse, bottom line is, root for the little guy. (Like really though, the little horse won the race, Shaq didn't do a thing, you know what i am talking about)

Take a step back...here comes the application

Inside, we all have some Tom Brady aspects, that same aspect of us that has no problem letting everyone else know, ITS THERE. Now think of the Eli Manning...

EXAMPLE: You've never written before, and you think you like the idea of scribbling your mind onto a piece of paper... but your scared. Or you realize that the grande burrito without sour cream and only a little bit of cheese is your go to, but part of you thinks you might like steak better than chicken, but... chicken sounds good.

Keep rollin with me here, i know i am struggling to make this clear but here comes the rain:

Comfortable feels comfortable because we know it works. Somehow, we know this.

So what if trying a new flavor of Malibu Yogurt (never been there, heard good things) makes your world spin. Or what about that time you felt uncomfortable signing up for something you've never done before. Now how good does it feel when you finally spread you wings on your own, allow something new... something uncomfortable, become suddenly comfortable. And thats all you needed.

Know this, and run with this... you don't need someone or something to start flying, cause once you get up in the air, you'll find more who are into flying just like you... those are the ones you'll need in the end, trust me. 

Keep filling up with premium, i know it costs more but its worth more. And come check out Dance in Flight this weekend. (flying metaphor clear?)

SL