
Healing Weeds to Grow in Your Backyard The joy of most healing herbs and plants is that they’re easy to grow and sometimes “medicine” is as easy as …
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Healing Weeds to Grow in Your Backyard The joy of most healing herbs and plants is that they’re easy to grow and sometimes “medicine” is as easy as …
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Natural DIY Headache Reliever Balm So many things can make your head ache. Deadlines. Arguments. Irksome bosses. Traffic jams. Even good things can …
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“You may not have the power to fire a bad cop, but you must make it clear to your unprofessional peers that racism and abuse of power are not …
The Code of Silence Ends Here
June 21st rolls around year after year
Celebrating fathers everywhere
The joy on children’s faces when they so proudly give their hero, their dad a drawn out card
The same joy I’d get every year giving my dad a gift
A gift that I’ll never be able to give again
If I could only send a message to heaven and see my dad’s smile once again
If I could only give him a ring and chat for a bit
If I could only squeeze him again and feel safe in his arms
If I could only ride one more drive with him
If I could only buy him one more gift
I would, without a shadow of doubt
The first man in my life who loved me
The man who instilled love, kindness and compassion into my heart
The man who taught me life lessons
The man who taught me to be strong and independent
The man I’ll always and forever love and miss
My heart aches even still today for this man
The man I so proudly call Dad, not here in flesh but in spirit
For I know you are always with me
I often wonder what Father’s Day is like in heaven
I hope it’s as beautiful as your soul
As happy as you were when you gave that first haircut to all the kids
As elated as the evening your first grandson was born
I’d like to believe it’s an elegance like no other
A beauty so grand that leaves you in awe
To you I send a heavenly Father’s Day message
Always and forever in my heart
Happy Father’s Day Dad!!
Mmcb
6/21/20
A powerful essay by Sarah Bellamy, who, in the wake of George Floyd being murdered in her hometown, argues that we need to question how white bodies …
Performing Whiteness
Comes and goes as it pleases
No remorse, no care for me
Down for the count I go
As I lay here in agony
Tortured hoping the pain will stop
Pain radiating and pulsating through and through
Glimpses of hope, soon gone away
The pain creeps up quickly and lingers
Severe as it radiates down, down, down
Numbs me but numbs me not enough
Close my eyes, that would be wise
Only if it were so
Sleep, pain…only to toss and turn
Medicine, oh no it is not feasible
Booze…yeah, only gives me the blues
That is not the answer
Out of options, nothing left to do
Silently suffer in agony
Patiently waiting for my victory
Here, helplessly growing wearily
Please, I beg, make it stop already!
MichMcB
5/26/17
We look at the authors of five books discussing race in America.
Five Books Exploring Race in America
Being too nice, is that such a thing?
It has always been a part of what makes me, me.
It can sometimes be perceived as being naive.
Naive to the fact that people use your own niceness against you.
Sometimes people take everything they can from you until you’re left broken.
Being too nice makes you see people in a dimmer light than they may be shinning in.
It can make you weak and vulnerable to those around you.
I never thought being too nice was a flaw, I’m second guessing myself.
I suppose I’ve gotten wiser with age and experience or perhaps I have gotten burned one too many times.
Being too nice, where does it truly lead you, but let downs, heartbreaks and hurt?
Is it really worth it?
I’m not so sure anymore.
Mich McB
3/9/17
Tick…Tick
Creeping up, stealing fun away
Tick…Tick
Creeping up, stealing laughs away
Tick…Tick
Creeping up, stealing joy away
Tick…Tick
Creeping up, stealing love away
Tick…Tick
Creeping up, stealing sanity away
Neither here nor there
Stuck in a place that feels surreal
A place where there’s nothing I can do to make the hurt and pain go away
A place that I have no control
A place where my physical being wants to jump in, make it better
Incapable of such simplicity
My hands cuffed behind my back
All I can do is sit back, relax and attempt not to stress or worry of the days slowly drifting away
Time ticking as my brain sits within my cranium like a ball of mush
Memories continually fade away into the forgotten past
Thoughts sometimes twisted up like a pretzel
My head ticking down to zero about to explode any second now
At times feeling like I’m flying high above the sky
No one able to help
No way to speed up recovery
The sulci ball of mush in control
She has no mercy on me
Currently, life as I know it has been abruptly put on hold
What seems like an eternity won’t be I know eventually there will be an end to all this madness
The feeling of helplessness is enough to drive anyone mad
One cannot truly understand what it’s like to walk in another’s shoes until they have walked in them themselves
Tick…Tick time is-a-ticking
MichMcB
May 23, 2017
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Cowardly, it hunts the vulnerable. Gains trust with charm, knowing all the right things to say.
Out on a prowl scowling about. Filled with excitement for the pain it yearns to cause.
The enjoyment awaits, the satisfaction of luring you in.
Just enough time to serve sweet nothings only to soon tear it away. Ripping your heart out, squeezing all signs of life.
Throbbing, struggling and gasping for air.
Tearing piece by piece ever so slowly.
Just when relief seems to be surfacing, quickly mistaken. Stomping, poking, prodding, stabbing.
Being sure to take its sweet time. Fulfillment at the expense of the vulnerable.
Backed into a corner all exposed with no where to hide.
No other choice other than to endure the excruciating pain set before.
A pained and broken reflection, no longer recognizable.
All banged, bruised and cut up. Pieces here and there, scattered about, drained out.
Scarred and protected, be it forever.
Feel the tearing of pieces, broke and robbed of warmth and sincere love.
True happiness stripped away, into the abyss gone forever.
To mend, it shall with time.
Left lingering, how long til’ hurt is no more?
Once before, being(self) never to return
Anew broken, changed forever, being (self)never the same.
Michmcb
2/21/17
We go through every day rushing around, making a living, providing for our families….just living. Most people go through life so fast they forget to slow down and enjoy life. Usually, the last thing we think about is that this life will one day forever be gone. Slow down, smell the flowers in bloom, take a deep breath in of the fresh brisk air, enjoy the summer’s sun hitting your skin, the sight of the shapes of clouds, the sound of birds chirping, the bees buzzing, the crickets as the day has turned to dark, admire the way the trees transform from season to season, enjoy a walk, let out a laugh, give someone a smile, joke around, be silly and take that trip that you’ve been putting off. One day we will leave the people we care and love behind. Allow your inner child to live every once in a while. So don’t take life so serious all the time.
I want to take you into every cell of my being and have you fill me like sunlight in a room at high noon. I want to breathe you, sleep you and wake to you. My body aches for you, my heart sings because of you. I tell my heart to be still but it races at the sight of you. Like the sun and horizon; close but yet so far yet I feel your warmth on my skin. I don’t know the how or why of it. I just know how I feel.
Nony
My partner in crime…..he’s always by my side
Doesn’t care how I look
Doesn’t love me any less if I lose my cool
Every morning sees me off and always greets me with joy when I walk in
He lets me sleep in and waits patiently for me to wake
Knows I don’t like kisses on my face
Occasionally sneaks some in, it’s okay
I rescued him, but reality is…he rescued me
Dogs love is an unconditional love
He’s my fur baby
He’s Sammy Dukes!
Always just a phone call away
Only a short drive out
Heart always loving
Hands forever helping
Door always opened welcoming anyone to eat, chat
or just hang out
Genuine friend, that you were
Cherished family, yes you did
The pain still so fresh
Missing you no less than when you left
Leaving me behind to be strong
My heart, a piece forever gone
Feeling you but can’t reach
Hearing you but can’t speak
Entering my dreams, is it so?
Only to wake to you being no more
Your love instilled in me, share it, that I will
The love you spread shall carry on
Through me if it’s the last thing I do
Once my protector, now my angel
Flying high above free soul
Forever missing you
Happy Birthday Daddy!
♾JFM♾
01/17/59-11/08/05
MM (01/17/20)
Each day you can journey from your Alpha (it begins with you) to your Omega, which in the teachings of Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, is the point …
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Understand that this movement is not history, nor will it soon be over. We need to fight for equality until life, liberty, and the pursuit of …
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Listen, do you hear that? Tap… tap…tap… No time, always rushing to and fro No time to think, keep busy Time goes by quicker, almost done, keep going …
Quiet the Noise
Listen, do you hear that?
Tap… tap…tap…
No time, always rushing to and fro
No time to think, keep busy
Time goes by quicker, almost done, keep going
The noise of busyness drowns out the sounds
Out of sight out of mind, they say… it works
It’s fine, it’ll be fine, it’s good
Chaos of life, of the world keeps it all at bay
BUT, for how long will these sand bags hold up
Awaken another day only to be greeted with it
Never fails, like clock work always there
Refuses to leave, refuses to stop, loss control
Taps get louder as hours, days go by
Mute it as quiet as can be, numbness fills
Neither here nor there, where, why?
Less painful not to feel, not to deal
Sometimes ready to fold, left unsure
Bluff to fool the psyche, is it so… can it be?
No looking, no peeking, out of mind out of sight, so they say
It only gets louder and louder with each passing day
To know what needs to be done, no strength
Allowing fear to rule, not so brave
Quite the opposite, wouldn’t you say?
To answer the loudness, the screeches Excruciating sounds gnawing away
Secretly pleading to escape the cage
Hands tied with nowhere to go, no way out
Not as it should be, change the narrative
Take the reigns, gain back control
Eye to eye is the only way to be free
Oh to feel free, heart no longer heavy
Shed the weight off the blades
Both will bleed, both will hurt, both will mend
Defer it no longer, too much time has passed
Too much wasted, sludge flushed away
Sometimes forever just isn’t forever, it’s ok
It’ll be fine, it’ll be ok, it’ll keep on
Flourish into a new creature, peaceful
Uncaged, unchained, free it be to fly
Old endings to shed, new beginnings ahead
Tough it may be, stronger it shall be
Michmcb
05/27/20
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton