Sometimes God is like, Here you go, and there you go.
-M. Taggart
Tag: Faith
3:38 AM an orb appeared
At 3:38 AM an orb appeared above and to the left of our bed. The orb floated upward, lengthened and vanished. I had just returned from having gone downstairs to drink a glass of water. I was wide awake.
Whatever it was, was non-threatening.
Do any of you have any experience with something like this?
Matt
The orb arrived just after I had crossed my heart and started to pray for my family.
poem- a little longer
A family member shared delicate news.
I’m looking out my window,
watching the rain.
I hope the test is negative.
I pray the test is negative.
He’s a good man.
A strong thinker
with great faith.
I’ve always watched the rain.
I think I’ll sit here a little longer.
-M. Taggart
Cut the negative out of your life, and thrive.
“I’ve read his writing. It’s not very good.”
This statement was made, concerning my writing, by a very toxic individual whom we’ve invited out of our lives as of last year. When told by a mutual friend that I have been published, again, and that I have a book signing at the end of the month, the above, was stated.
These are the kind of games narcissists play. They know the remark will be delivered.
However, I’m terrific at tearing narcissists apart. They fear me. The remark, an attempt to knock my achievements, is empty, hollow. As the saying goes, ‘Live well, and you’ll find success,’ I’ll certainly continue to do just that. I have a blessed life, with an unbreakable faith. I hope they find joy and feel no pain.
Here, was the ending of my post.
But in a serendipitous moment of time, it went on. With Karma leading the charge. Blaine’s comment literally came moments after I wrote the above.
“Thanks, Matt! I’ll have to take you up on that offer. 😃 You’ll have to pardon my sense of humor. You know how to word those situations in life where, something happens, then we’re looking around to see if anybody else just saw the same thing? Because, if I’m doing a double-take, then surely another eyewitness must be, too. 😉 I’m glad I found you and wordpress. Nice to find out a few others, did in fact, see what I saw. LOL” Blaine Thompson.
Blaine goes on-
“Your best friend said it best. It’s no wonder why your writing resonates with so many readers. I don’t know how many times I’ve read one of your entries and immediately a specific life experience appeared in my memory. And, there’s no way I could have found the words to paint the same picture myself. It’s awesome when the writing itself is superb, but it’s even better when it has some Socratic kind of punch behind it. Glad you share with all of us what comes from your pen.” Blaine Thompson
“I can’t wait to read what you have coming up. Whatever it is, we will all benefit. You’re doing a lot more than just sharing the aesthetics of words with all of us. You’re inspiring us all, too. I hope we can return the favor to you by reading and responding.” Blaine Thompson.
Please visit Blaine. His timing is real.
Matt
I don’t know how, Blaine, but you were tuned in. Cheers.
the big head knot – #poem
If you look for advice
It ought to be the mirror
see the pupils
send them no where
and listen
-M. Taggart
Poem – Until Then
It’s no longer a serendipitous storm
while we breathe its nature
through filtered gates
as these mirrors please themselves
attempting to gaze back with an
untrue sense of veneration
placed within itself for yourself-
push away this falseness
until faith becomes you
-M. Taggart
Poem – The Garden
A societal skull,
depressed in thought,
calls on all the ages
to control their spirits
as widening cracks groom
a few slipped through
with no understanding
of control
escalate these encrypted winds
and
speak with mouths
and eyes closed
swim
in the garden of your mind
-M. Taggart
poem
celebrate yourself
find what’s great in the wind
and smile in the mirror
-M. Taggart
poem- waiting
By the time tomorrow comes
it’ll still be today
So I’ll just sit right here
and watch the clouds
until I can’t see them
anymore
-M. Taggart
Colorful bird
Let me be what I am. Bad faith. Good faith. It’s an I thing, not an Us thing. Kind of like when you sit on a porch, listening to people preaching about your life without asking about your life. Sit, sip the air, understanding the air may just sing a song with a bird in front of their faces with color and charm to correct their direction of speech and eye.
