The Unsure

Do you occasionally find
That you’ve been holding your breath?
Are you ever tight in the chest?
And, what about
That feeling you get,
Like-right-before taking a test?

Feelings come from within,
From-something outside of us.
Do you know the why and how?
Awareness is one thing;
Understanding another;
Like, all there is, is now.

We seem to forget it.
We never quite learn;
Content to move along.
Repeating mistakes
And following feelings;
Confused; between “right and wrong”.

Identify distraction and get it out of the Plan.

Feeling frustrated?
Now stop. Soak it in.
Take a deep breath,
And then do it again.

Everything’s fine.
You’re gunna turn off your mind.
Now. There we are.
What did you find?

Not sure? I’ll tell you.
You connected with you.
Present moment;
More of what’s true.

So, give yourself credit.
Things just aren’t that bad.
You had expectations,
And then you got mad.

Whatever it is,
You’re better-off to let-go.
Frustration becomes distraction
Trust me. I know.

Take control of your time,
And do what you can.
Trust in yourself,
And stick to your plan.

Back to Work!

I’m now re-employed.
I’m in a brand new space;
Still in sales;
New goals to chase.

Loving the challenge,
I’m one week in.
I-feel a-bit like a fish
That’s missing a fin.

A bit outta place,
But not over my head;
Trying to focus
On all that’s said.

Doing my best,
I feel the light;
Can’t quite see it,
But I know that it’s bright.

The others have made it,
And I will too.
I know I’m supported.
I-know I’ll come through.

Because-I’m eager to learn
And to figure it out.
And, I’m working a plan
That-I’ve no-doubt-about.

Batter Up

We’re all in the same boat,
In that we all have a hand.
Where we will go
Depends on how well we’re planned.

If you haven’t a goal,
Then how can you get there?
Without process and script,
Rest assured you’ll go nowhere.

Where there’s a will there’s a way.
And, there are maps you can find.
They’ll point the way.
To ignore them is blind.

So, learn from others.
It’s a powerful thing.
You just never know,
What another may bring.

And, you’ll save yourself time.
Others have-learned the hard way.
They could save you years,
Or they could save you a day.

Point-is, we-don’t know it all.
Be curious, and learn.
Now is your time.
Swing the bat. It’s your turn.


Build upon yesterday
And upon last week.
May this add to your process.
May you find what you seek.

Always keep learning,
And questioning your way.
Work on your scripts;
Every word that you say.

Be dovoted to improving.
Embrace the-challenge in that.
The phone to sales
Is like wrestler and mat.

You gotta be on it.
You gotta get in the game.
If-you-want different results
You-can’t stay the same.

I know that you know this.
We’ve heard it before.
But, do-we really listen?
Or, do-we prefer to ignore?

As our ego controls us?
We say, yeh, yeh, I know.
As-if we’re at the top of our game,
Though the results don’t show.

I guess, just be open.
We don’t know it all.
Let-this be a bell.
You’ve gotta answer the call.

The Hand We Play

We’re all gunna struggle
With the hand we were dealt.
The baggage we carry
Is of the pain that we’ve felt.

As we manage our self.
We-find things in our way,
As we’re giving some thought
To each word that we say.

Listening to others,
We hear what we hear;
Most what they want.
Many guided by fear.

From fear of rejection,
We’ve all something to prove.
But, for who and for what?
Does it control how we move?

Or, why we move?
What is-it we chase?
Keep up with the Jones’.
Else we’re losing the race?

I think about want vs need;
Many consumed with desire.
Wanting more and more,
We feed the system, as buyer.

Emotionally charged,
We are moved without thought.
From emotion we’ll then
Justify what we bought.

As in, a stacked deck.
We play from behind.
In a way we are victims.
They know that we’re blind.

So what’s the key?
How do we win?
Well, it happens right now.
That’s where to begin.

Take control of your hand.
It’s ours, to play.
Learn what you hold.
Unlearn, and then say,

I control me.
I’m gunna know why I tick.
I inherited a past.
You could say that I’m sick.

I’ll work on me.
I’m determined to grow.
Letting actions talk,
Knowing my-tracks will show.


As I was sayin’.
Askin’ you
Why you that way.
We’re better than this,
Is now leftover
About hard feelings.
With a stacked deck.
And feeding the poor me story
With media
Reminding us
That we’re right
To fight
Our way out
Of the confusion.

As more and less than we are.
A grain
That’s insane.
Like right before our eyes,
With cries
That we mistake.

In Our Time


The way it was.

I am thankful for where I am.
Feels like i understand now
More of what I have.

The privilege to embrace the challenge;
The right to see it
And to make of it what I will.

I proceed.
I move forward with hope;
Belief in myself and in others.

I will do right.
I will do well.
I will do better,
That i am able to wake.

Life is more than grand.
Believe me.


If I’ve been there
I can tap it;
State of mind,
Like how I wrap it, up.
Hard as you want,
But mixed as you know it
The way you came,
Before you now.
Is the mystery…
I know.

We keepin’ up.
Holdin’ up
Our story,
In time,
To fail,
To sail,
And to run outta water.
Wherever we are,
Til we’re Not.

Like dad Shot mom,
And then himself.
My mental health left
In question.

What did i do with that,
You ask?
Moved on,
As you would,
The way we know
With Love.

Tick tock.
Tip Tap.
Wrapped up.
Tapped you.
Only you can let me in
To you
Through recieving.

I give what I may.
The way we know.