MY RANDOM THOUGHTS

Dear gentle reader  Here I go again  Writing about dreams  If you ask me about my dream  I would not know what to tell you  As Carl Jung said "If a path before you is very clear, you're probably following on someone else's" I have yet to marry my dream to my purpose. What is my dream? All i know is, I am writing  As I have always written  Words flowing, cascading through the pages To make sense of the world within and without me To unravel the chaos To let in the light wherein I would otherwise drown. My words, what weight do they carry? I have a hope though  That they would enlighten, inspire As my quest to fathom this journey called life  For I too have been lost I am bereft of judgement  Where my dreams take me My purpose will meet me there.  @Sue.Ketter

Have you thought of roads not taken  The choices you made  Where did they lead? The people who passed by you  The lessons you learnt Where did they go? The waves of change  Where they gentle,  Forming overtime?  As water flows to form a river Where they rough,  All consuming? As a raging as a storm  Now here, looking back  The unbecoming that led to becoming  Can you say, oh! that's why? Learnt patience, in the waiting  Learnt holding on, in the storm  The reason for being  Was in the growing  Strength in the knowing  Peace in the healing  Somewhere between then and now   @Sue.Ketter

A crown without a king Sits above the throne, For its owner to adorn it  He must be acknowledged  @Sue.Ketter

Ask me tomorrow  How yesterday became today  I'll tell you a tale about the dream maker from the world of Izel, who bestowed the gift of dreams to his people. From the dreams came, leaders, healers, teachers, farmers and Innovators They propelled the world forward  From land came nourishment From herbs came medicine  From earth came minerals, metals and gems alike. There was unity, harmony, benevolence  Until greed crept in, and in the name of free will some had misguided ways of reaching those dreams Their desire for more power, more wealth gave into oppression of their fellow people. From leaders came dictators From teachers came false prophets From innovators came death and destruction  What was once for good, was now maligned. So the dream maker sought to right the balance He chose a clairvoyant of whom he granted the gift of sight, She was the voice of reason  He chose an ascendant of whom he assigned the gift of sword, he was a vangua...

Crossing the threshold  Stepping into forgetfulness  Before nothing turned to something  Smug, plain, expressionless  Smile, laughter, brightness  Obstacle, tears, painfulness  Joy, effortless, boundless  The room of remembrance  Standing at the doorway  Crossing the threshold  Stepping into forgetfulness.    @Sue.Ketter 

All I have is gratefulness  For He gave me you, An all-encompassing,  Unconditionally unperturbed love💋. Through all that life throws at us,  The one who shares this ride with me, Walking forward always.       @Sue.Ketter       

If ever I leave before you do Tell me, I did well Plant a tree at my resting place  Perhaps a white bottle brush  Let your tears water the seedling And when you're done  Do say farewell And Let me go My sun may have set But yours still rises In thine heart, keep the memories  Smile when you speak of me When you miss me Find me in the blooming flowers As you sit under the shade And let me go I did not leave you behind I simply was called home  This journey's end was a beginning of sorts And as my body feeds the tree My soul flies free, content I loved, I lived I've gone from this place  Let me go       @Sue.Ketter

They call it isolophilia, I just call it being me. An extrovert loner, free, Dancing in the space I am most at ease. My best friends are introverts, the quiet kind, Who speak with signs, murmurs soft and shy. I love how they listen as my words unfurl, Talking less, their silence reaches the sky. I chatter on, their eyes meet mine, A nod, a smile, a whispered sigh. And when the silence comes, I know it's fine We're both okay, no need to ask why. Sometimes, I need my time, to drift away, But they don’t chase; they understand the play. Our bond runs deep, no words required, A friendship quiet, yet so inspired. There’s Sue, the introvert, pure and true, And Judycos, a balance of both hues. In their company, I find sweet peace, In stillness, I reflect, I find release. For in these quiet hours, I meet my Maker, I find myself, no longer a faker. I strengthen what’s weak, adjust my view, Grateful for moments that feel so true. So when I slip into solitude, don't pester ...

On the day's end When the horizon meets the sun I watch as the day gives way to the night I indulge in the twilight In awe of the Creator And in my reverence of Him I hold a vesper of Thanksgiving For when I seek my world All I find is His Grace On my Knees, I stand Blessed, I am His child By His Grace, I am covered I think myself a moonflower Blooming at eventide  Was His Favour for me.   @Sue.Ketter

I walk like a soldier, steadfast, bold, With a heart full of truth, and a soul that's untold. You may see me harsh, but look past the mask, It’s not anger you see—it’s the weight of the task. My words are few, yet carry weight, Like a commander's voice, firm and straight. I guard my trust, as the scriptures say, From Micah’s wisdom, I will not stray. Approach me kindly, with honest intent, For how you come speaks more than what's meant. Lies stab like needles, hypocrisy burns, Pretenders—oh, how my spirit turns. I live with purpose, grounded and true, Yet many misread what I hold in view. Not temper, nor rage, but discipline’s face, Guided by God and His infinite grace. As soldiers trust, so too do I, Not in men, but the One on high. Lord, make me one, if it pleases You, Let me lead with valor, in all I pursue. I pray for a place where values align, Where truth isn’t weakness but a strength divine. May my heart never wander, nor my feet lose their way, Keep me f...

She walks with a skip in her step  There's a joyful demeanour to her spring Lost in thought, she seems gleeful. She's elacric for the days ahead  But in her eyes, there's hidden longing  Bursting to get through the smile. It shows on her face from time to time  She stares off wistfully for a moment  Then pulls back her smile just as quickly.   @Sue.Ketter 

To have a dream in a world with no hope Is what she feared the most And yet she dreamt  Of the day they'd be reunited To see in his eyes a reflection of her To breathe again. She's lived long enough She's forgotten to feel alive What they've taken from her She's lingering in between  Longing and despair  He was hidden in memories past. The moment came The universe did not comply She saw in his eyes a determination  To make her world hopeful  They took from her  As they had taken from him. He carries the hope for her Though fleeting  She smiles  Her heart remembers  There's familiarity  She's hidden in memories past. @Sue.Ketter

I can assure you,  I'm not off with the pixies For the most part I am sane  A daydreamer I am though. Should I welcome you inside my mind To begin you must remember You may encounter the darkness  She lurks ever so close Etching at the surface. Walk through the maze that is my thoughts I dare you  Even I, get lost in there Be wary of her ladyship  Her defenses are high She's been holding herself back. As you move forward You will encounter the light Give her a smile and a hug She was a long time coming She's the embodiment of strength. When you reach the centre  And you find memories living there Be gentle with her She carries the narrative  She maybe just a tad off. On your way out when you meet Ms imagination Do not linger long, She may keep you yet She has made herself The empress to the castles in the sky. And as you exit What you have learnt  Leave them there. Tell me, that journey  Your perception of me, did it change? ...

There's a resounding echo Wherein I sit Voices discerning Whispers refining Leaves a telling. If you listen closely Here in quiet  You're cultivating Awareness forming Coming to understanding. If we take heed  There within it We find meaning Suddenly a knowing Over us washing.    @Sue.Ketter

I hear the words coming from you And I can hardly believe  There seems a disconnect To the actions that follow I try to read between the lines Incase I missed it What you say  What you mean  Do you ever mean the things you say?    @Sue.Ketter 

Someday past Lived a girl  Quiet had been her descriptive Say more Talk more How boring your company must be. Oh, but hey While they were looking  At her supposed flaw She was blooming Ever so slow. If her quiet caused them discomfort She was deeply, deeply unbothered; possibly See her journey, though still ongoing Has her unfurled, Growing For she was made for reticence.     @Sue.Ketter

I want to invite you for a ☕ coffee or 🍵 tea Come meet me at the convergence of sunny 🌞 and raindrops ☔ We can marvel at the weather,  As we watch the rain and the sun mingle Fire 🔥 conversing with water 💦 to birth a rainbow Gives you hope doesn't it?  Opposing forces giving advent to such wonder 🧐.         @Sue.Ketter 

I like to think of myself as a collector of abandoned hobbies  I commence but never implement I have been a designer 👗,  My dresses have walked the fashion halls of Milan 😉😉 I have been an artist 🎨, I thought myself a Van Gogh of sorts  I have been a chef 👨‍🍳,  Many a recipes left undone  I have been a performer 🎤, The spoken word never left this lips I have been a nail technician 💅,  I blame COVID for this one, not my apparent lack of business accumen I have been an interior designer 🏡, You should see the house of my day dreams; Exquisite is the word I have been a photographer 🖼️, There's a gallery in my house of day dreams  I have been a linguist 🗣️, Well a linguistics beginer, can I speak those languages? 😁 I can say hallo, anyong, chamgeei, bonjour, sabalkheri, busheree I have been a reader 📚, This is slowly awakening from a long slumber  I have been a writer ✍️  I found my niche here, this is where I rest.  ...

She stood at the shore  Let the sea swallow her tears With each wave  She let go of the memories  The life she left behind  The love she gained  To say goodbye  As she lived  A quiet resolve.     @Sue.Ketter 

There's a sea of galaxies in her eyes She has travelled across the universe collecting droplets of moments; past, present, future Channeling through time and space Leaving behind memories; shimmering in the light, dancing behind shadows  @Sue.Ketter

Tell me what makes you sad,  I will listen  Here in the stillness,  I will encompass your storm We can freefall together  (Whoever we become will catch us) And at the end,  When all's been said  I hope to have watered your garden  @Sue.Ketter

Do not anger the watchers They hold storms within them With graceful smiles Hiding distractions overflowing  Built over time, tensions taking spaces Filling voids covered with calm indifference Pray to not be caught In the waves of their tsunami.      @Sue.Ketter

The world outside holds all of my hopes and fears So I've opened the door to let them in Though scary it may seem I have stepped into the plain. The world outside holds all of my hopes and fears So i've opened the door to welcome the unknown To leave my zone of comfort I have ventured onto the road well travelled. The world outside holds all of my hopes and fears So i've opened the door to let them in To follow the dream I have carried the tempest with me.       @Sue.Ketter

I have a mighty need To escape from my mind From the chaos therein. So I write To discern from the jumbled words And tangled thoughts  To paint expressions from my imagination Across the canvas made of hope With my tools A  choice of colored pens and a notepad To convey a dream I know not how to denote.     @Sue.Ketter

I am the girl sitting in the corner  Calmly watching, observing I was made for solitude  For I am fluent in silence.     @Sue.Ketter

I pick up my quill,  I think,  Today I'll write about love. Can't quite seem to jot down those words Those soul-touching expressions 😍  That makes you want to let go  Fall into timeless adulation.  I read romantic poetry,  I want to be inspired 😀  By their rhythms, and rhymes, and honeyed words Those seem to float away when I  assemble myself to write. Should I compare the clouds,  How some  dissipate into nothingness   Or will they form into a storm? Heavy and all-consuming. Or should it be stars 🌟,   Shimmering in the sky Far away yet not alone Watching apart but yet together. What about the moon🌙,  Only showing itself  at night Waiting patiently for its turn Trusting that its time will come.  How about the flowers ,  With the cherished meanings they hold Did you get a rose 🌹 , or was it a tulip🌷?  What color was it?  Don't you just dread the black. I think I'll...

It is true, faith can move mountains But hear me out Some mountains you are trying to move You were meant to climb 🪜.  So while I pray 🙏 for the mountains to move  I will take my talents and gifts And climb with them, dancing along the way   Faith will be my harness 💪 . Moving slowly is still motion  I'll pick a wildflower, drink from the stream  The destination will be there when I arrive Better late than never, right?  @Sue.Ketter 

You speak like I write ✍️  That I admire. To write like I speak 🗣  Would be a sight.  Jumbled words and inarticulate rhyme  Stammered upon unfiltered nerves. But to write as I think Now that would be bedlam.     @Sue.Ketter

I admit, though reluctantly  That My writings seem clumsy I'm just but a beginner Taking chances, s cribbling away Lost in thoughts of what to write next. Obsessing over grammar and writing tools I have made the dictionary my friend, kind of Still learning within the confines of my comfort zone Putting my pen to paper while the world sleeps, well some. Occasionally, I churn out a great piece Fighting with self-deprecating criticism Toeing the line between happiness and sadness To not be misunderstood, would make my world go around. I write about you sometimes Sometimes, about no one at all A muse, do I have one? Hmmmm! Myself, maybe, Is that selfish? I do write for me, so... In my imagination,  I'm a sword-wielding empress I have conquered the world of fear I have cast aside self-doubt I have won the battle of bravery with grace I am dancing with my pen  In my castle made of paper. Though scared I'll fall on my face I stand here Letting the river of words flow...

As I sit here  In contemplation  I wonder  Do you hear me? Hands clasped together Eyes closed  I spiral Do you see me? Mind-expanding, unfolding Thoughts linger  I reminisce Am I sad? Head bowed down Face hidden I falter Am I afraid? Voice rings loud Standing up I project Am I angry? Arms wide open looking forward I embrace Am I free? Sound that reverberates Gut feeling I listen  Am I hopeful?     @Sue.Ketter