My OperaWhen It All Comes Crashing Down.
Monday, September 8, 2008 7:27:35 PM
When everything comes crashing down, I crawl deep inside of myself and flip the circuit breakers off.
When I feel it's safe, I flip them back on and remind myself that I'm still alive and that's all that matters.
One week before Hurricane Gustav made landfall in NOLA, my front door was kicked in and everything I own was stolen. Luckily, I wasn't home at the time or I would've no doubt woken up to a gun shoved in my face. All of my guitars, computers, and cameras were taken, presumably to be sold for drug money. My entire business was on my new laptop and my 12 string was my best friend. I've lived in New Orleans for over three years now and I guess I've finally been properly introduced. It's harder to fight off racist thoughts now. It definitely made evacuating easier knowing that I wasn't leaving anything important behind..
My business came to a screeching halt last month so I'm barely scraping by. I may be facing eviction soon. The economy sucks and folks are gun shy about home improvements during hurricane season. Dreams of owning a home seem distant and vague. Perhaps I fix up a backpack and take to the highway?
When everything comes crashing down, I sleep late for it's hard to rise.
A simple turn of a phrase or thought would be all that was needed to reinstill confidence in my being. I've never been one to bend to whims of the World until recently. Call it maturity; Call it aging. Stuff means more these days because it's so hard to get. Hard work and positive thinking is the only way to achieve greatness. What if there was no work to be done? Can positive thinking alone pay your bills? It's just as easy to fall into despair as it is to fall in love.
When everything comes crashing down, I put on a hardhat to protect my visions of a better life.
When I'm down, I glance at a clock and it reminds me at least once a day that I am a spiritual being and that everything has already worked itself out in the universe. A merry band of angels looks after all of us.
I'm envisioning a beautiful house in Ecuador and a gentle woman calling to me from the balcony as I work in our garden. The vision is blurred around the edges as soft light plays with the morning mist. I wash my hands and climb the stairs through vines and birds and glide over to where she stands. In her embrace, I can breath...
That worked. Maybe that's all I need to get by..
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One week before Hurricane Gustav made landfall in NOLA, my front door was kicked in and everything I own was stolen. Luckily, I wasn't home at the time or I would've no doubt woken up to a gun shoved in my face. All of my guitars, computers, and cameras were taken, presumably to be sold for drug money. My entire business was on my new laptop and my 12 string was my best friend. I've lived in New Orleans for over three years now and I guess I've finally been properly introduced. It's harder to fight off racist thoughts now. It definitely made evacuating easier knowing that I wasn't leaving anything important behind..
My business came to a screeching halt last month so I'm barely scraping by. I may be facing eviction soon. The economy sucks and folks are gun shy about home improvements during hurricane season. Dreams of owning a home seem distant and vague. Perhaps I fix up a backpack and take to the highway?
When everything comes crashing down, I sleep late for it's hard to rise.
A simple turn of a phrase or thought would be all that was needed to reinstill confidence in my being. I've never been one to bend to whims of the World until recently. Call it maturity; Call it aging. Stuff means more these days because it's so hard to get. Hard work and positive thinking is the only way to achieve greatness. What if there was no work to be done? Can positive thinking alone pay your bills? It's just as easy to fall into despair as it is to fall in love.
When everything comes crashing down, I put on a hardhat to protect my visions of a better life.
When I'm down, I glance at a clock and it reminds me at least once a day that I am a spiritual being and that everything has already worked itself out in the universe. A merry band of angels looks after all of us.
I'm envisioning a beautiful house in Ecuador and a gentle woman calling to me from the balcony as I work in our garden. The vision is blurred around the edges as soft light plays with the morning mist. I wash my hands and climb the stairs through vines and birds and glide over to where she stands. In her embrace, I can breath...
That worked. Maybe that's all I need to get by..
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Stardancer # Monday, September 8, 2008 8:48:25 PM
I'm thinking about ya'.
devansdevans186 # Saturday, September 13, 2008 3:52:29 AM
The U. S. has many places you could be successful.
The big easy is not so easy.
I know that you have the tools within you.
Change is good, take the plunge, what could be worse?
Wishing you the best!