#Goals

  1. Wake up thankful and with a smile
  2. Forget what happened yesterday.. If I wronged someone, know that I asked for forgiveness.  If I helped someone, know that I made a positive change in the world
  3. Decide to be happy for the rest of the day, no matter what hurricane I might face
  4. Listen to Divine Inspiration
  5. Know that I am Royalty
  6. Keep the rest of the day simple as simple as possible –
  7. Set one meaningful goal and follow it through
  8. Smile
  9. Laugh
  10. Live as if this were the First and Last day of the rest of my Life.
  11. Receive only positive energy, block all the rest
  12. Inhale fresh air and exercise my mind and body
  13. Write something
  14. Compliment someone
  15. Call or msg everyone that I love or care about
  16. Eat as healthy as I can
  17. Become the Grace that I seek
  18. Give thanks before I close my eyes
  19. Sleep like a baby
  20. Rise like a Queen

goals

coffee! (or some late morning random musings)

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One of my favorite joys in life.

Sipping a cup in the morning.

Staring at the Avengers mural on my bedroom wall (..yeah..I’m a comic book fangirl..)

Making a list for today:

wash some clothes (for goodness sake..don’t forget the socks this time!)

pay bills (gee whiz, didn’t I already give away all my money last week??)

read

write

laugh

pray

share a smile with a random stranger

think about the universe and how small i feel wrapped within its spiraling hold

remember that writing makes the possibilities endless (..at this point, I don’t feel quite so vulnerable)

write

laugh

pray

pondering on the day’s events

if this were my last one

can i make any kind of difference in the world?

even the smallest random act of kindness

stretches beyond the limits of our imagination

breaks down the barriers between human hearts

circle back around to thinking about coffee

love the stuff!

gets my brain all fired up and ready to explore

infinity..and beyond

hm..maybe I will have that second cup after all

🙂

~lenise~

Imagine

I imagine you holding me

I imagine you wrapping me in a tender embrace

I imagine your lips, whispering against my ear

I imagine you pulling me close, squeezing me tight

I imagine you wiping away all my tears, dispelling all my fears

I imagine your mouth, pressed against mine..time fades away

I imagine you and I, never again apart

I imagine you tending to my heart

I imagine you giving me the greatest gift, to feel what love is really like

I..imagine..You

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iamlenise:))

i can’t stop

thinking about the future. hoping to forget the past. struggling through the now.

no matter what. my heart beats strong. my spirit pulses free. my mind journeys beyond the moment.

a runner. waiting for the perfect race. counting down the seconds. taking the pose. head bowed. knees arched. fingers pressed into the earth.

ready?

set?

the world crawls to an aching stillness.

all of creation fixes into perfect silence.

the pop hits the air

stay the course

keep focused

pound the dirt until every limb burns

win.

there is no other choice

i can’t stop

until i touch the void

step across the finish

bring down the boundaries

break the binds

see the eternal light

i am

victorious.

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lenise

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On This Morning

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I want today to be a fresh start.

I want to open my opens and see possibilities, not dead ends.

On this morning, I want to be Free to be happy, content, hopeful.

I need to feel my Spirit overflowing with radiance, touched by a spark of Divinity.

Whatever I accomplish in these small hours, if it be one small task or the moving of a great mountain, may my works have Meaning.

May my one Smile bring joy to as many people as it touches, and as many who will receive the love hiding within its gleam.

Today, I want to Believe. I want to Live. I want to Soar beyond the Great Heavens.

~

iamlenise

We Are

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Writers.

Lovers.

Humble.

Bold.

Inspired.

Invincible.

Powerful.

Hopeful Romantics.

United in a Quest.

For Truth. Grace. Perfect Passion. Revelations.

Waiting to be heard.

Wanting to be held.

Willing to take a chance.

Hoping to be embraced.  As we are.

Find what you Love.

Seek what you Live for.

And never let go.

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Some will laugh.

Some will scoff.

Others will flash a green eye.

But we.

We know.

A brilliant and resilient New Dawn awaits.

Those who are brave enough.

To take One Step Forward.

Closer.

Toward the Magnificent.  Glorious.  Horizon.

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Special thanks to.. ambitiouspoet and melanie jean juneau for blessing me with the Always There When I Need You Award.  And ANOTHER Round of Smiles and Hugs to The Nomadic Soliloquist for a new quintet of awards.

This is a late announcement, but the joy is still overflowing :~)

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I can only think of one other person to extend this prize to.. tornadoday ..A wonderful and talented poetess.  Thank you, Dear Bobbi.  Your words truly inspire me.

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iamlenise

In the beginning

There they stood, hand in hand, on the very edge of an unknown and unnamed universe mere moments after its birth.  Swirls of multicolored dust and lights scattered and danced across a blank canvas.  In what would be known as seconds, clouds of galaxies, bubbling over with new life smaller than a fleck, burst forth.  In every direction, tiny diamond pinpoints raced ahead, signaling that this new creation was very pleased with how its makers had designed it.

The male, fresh-faced with an ageless appearance, looked over and smiled at the female.  He watched her eyes shine and marvel at what they had just done.  This same scene had replayed countless times, yet the joyous glow hovering upon her lovely cheeks always brought a renewed sensation of warmth fluttering within his chest. When they worked their magic together, every time was better than the first.

With the tip of his finger, he moved a lock of her hair and gently tucked it behind her ear.

“What shall we do now?”

It always pleased him to follow her lead.  He lived to make her happy.  His very existence hinged upon filling her heart with glee.

She turned to him, her gaze swimming with unspoken adoration.

“I think we should make…love.”

The corners of his mouth quirked into an impish grin.

“As you wish.”

Turning to face the new dawn and the endless horizons stretching out before them, together they strolled forth.  Their flawless forms became smaller and smaller until they stood within the boundaries of the world they had just sculpted.  As one, as always, they were ready and restless to explore the shores of their newest homeland.

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iamlenise

How do you think it all began?

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all around me

the wind whispers

promises my ears

are yet to hear

the sun reveals

glory my eyes

yearn to behold

the breeze quenches

thirst i never knew

consumed me

the morning song

swoons a sunken heart

with consoling melodies

a flicker..a tremble..a pulse..a beat..

..i..am..alive..

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iamlenise

When words just aren’t enough..

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close your eyes

breathe deep

..

every heartbeat

every hope

pulses

within this

one moment

..

accept

the sweetest

embrace

taste

the perfect

kiss

..

the unbreakable bond

is sealed

..

rolling waves

of love

thundering echoes

of passion

herald the promises

of forever

~lenise~

Vitamin R -or- Use the Key

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what did i miss?

what word – phrase – pause – did i miss?

that would make everything – me – make sense.

pause

i’ve heard this – before – where?

why didn’t i notice – pause – then?

turn it off – pause – or turn it up?

shake off the deep – sleep –  pause

or fall further?

touch – the mirror – step through?

in the end (or the beginning)

I will be, what I will be.

dusk – or – pause – dawn?

invisible – to some.

mystery – to others.

never quite what I – am

ever imagined

all

would become – pause

closure

Divine

Remember the kiss, promises sealed in forever

Harsh winds, steer thoughts astray

But the heart always returns

to what it knows, to be

right and true

Pure

leaves bud on awakening limbs

Eternal

twilight dipped in lavender shade

Blazing

silver trails along a golden dawn

You, seeker

I, wanderer

You, sun

I, moon

You, love

I, in love

Always

words on a page

lives in a song

Let the moment wash over, like a quiet summer rain

Soar to heights, beyond the rapture

A touch of sunlight

grazing upon full lips

softer than a lover’s kiss

Feel

the pull

of destiny

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Forever Here

The flame in my heart flickers to renewed life

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Shades of creation,

richly irradiant

answer my beacon

illuminate my spirit

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Against the cloak of the cosmos,

embers of love burst forth with fiery perfection

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Across limitless oceans of midnight space,

flares of desire spiral into eternity

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Ever onward

Continue reading “Forever Here”

Thoughts of You

Thoughts of you

keep my pen poised

to narrate a literary symphony

on pages in the eternal notebook

clutched close to my heart

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Thoughts of you

move my soul

toward heavenly heights

inspire my lips to confess

whispered words of love

stir memories of a last embrace

gentle kisses

softer than the streak of a teardrop

cascading down a warm cheek

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Thoughts of you

revive hope

dispel doubt

bring me to life, once more..LL♥

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Text ©2012 Lenise Lee Pubn.  All Rights Reserved.

Sometimes I forget

I started off writing this post with a bit of sadness in my heart and a tiny..almost imperceptable..tear in one eye.  

Just like wandering off for a long walk and then noticing that I have become lost in an unfamiliar stretch of woods, I sometimes I forget..become completely oblivious…to the reasons why I dropped everything to explore this unknown path toward becoming a real author.  It’s so easy to become lost in the hype of following sales and stats, to become swayed by reviews and ravings, and to settle into helplessness and discouragement when the future suddenly dims and possibilities seem to dry up like a dying river.  Sometimes I forget to follow my own advice and to never stop imaging that dreams sometimes do come to vivid life and that love does have the power to conquer all obstacles.  I sometimes forget to dismiss my fear of failure and to control my impatience to cross that final finish line called ‘success’.  Sometimes I forget to just write! and to embrace whatever the energy flowing from my spirit and pouring through my fingertips produces.

A few nights ago, I attended my little niece’s eighth grade graduation.  Her principal topped the ceremony off with a rousing speech that had adults and children alike nodding our heads with a renewed gleam of hope and optimism in our sparkling eyes..In short, she said to find out what stirs your heart and to pursue that love every day with every ounce of energy you can summon up..She said our passion to pursue our dreams should set the world on fire and should motivate others to earnestly do the same..We should strive to achieve our goals and encourage others along the way.  It left me wondering…sincerely pondering…Is this what I have been doing over this past year of full-time writing?  Or have I been twiddling my thumbs while waiting for that mythical ‘easy’ button to drop in my lap?  Have I been pursuing my dream with bold effort or with a shy glance?  More importantly, have I been using my persuasive words to light a spark of hope and enthusiasm in the lives of those I encounter..whether on e-paper or in real life..or been selfishly waiting for my own praise and recognition?

Every now and again..somewhere between budgeting and blogging…drafting, editing and pushing off nightmares that I’ve wasted my life by putting off the opportunity to become the doctor my mom always told everyone I would someday be..I forget that this is my life, and I only get one, so I need to live it to the fullest and stop shunning the wonderful gift, and the rare opportunity to share this talent, that I’ve been blessed with.  Even as I finish-up typing and re-reading this post, I can feel a twinge of optimism for a brighter tomorrow returning.

It is my belief that we all want to know..without any doubts or confusion..what our purpose is..What tugs us from bed, pushes us toward the door, and urges us to trudge through yet another day of sometimes very steep hills and extremely deep valleys, other than merely trying to exist for another twenty-four hours?  Some people are born to make others laugh, some to inspire, others to heal, many to be great parents and role models…I think my place in this world is to add a few splashes of colorful romance to a sometimes mundane workday..to evoke daydreams of forever on a quiet afternoon..to share hints of my inner world..resilient hope, everlasting love..the slightest glimmer of faith that perhaps true happiness is awaiting us to break free and to reach out and capture that perfect moment of bliss..to touch the golden horizon.  Every once in a while I get a reminder that I’ve helped a random heart to feel such vibrant emotions.  In those fleeting minutes, I begin to remember what it means to be alive and worthy of the space I occupy on this beautiful earth…Hugs and smiley faces to all..LL♥

Just Breathe

…I went for a walk in the rain yesterday and experienced the second most-refreshing moment of the day (of the past month actually)…

I try to escape the keyboard at least once a week (twice on the weekend for good behavior 🙂 ) but my mind was restless for a break from staring at the screen.  As I looked out the window, a beautiful sunrise had transitioned over to heavy cloud cover during the latter part of the morning.  The sky was still relatively serene, so I decided to take a chance on trying to out-race the approaching April shower to the nearby park.  Walking along in quiet seclusion down the riverbank, I ended up at the sandy cutout where fisherman, kayakers, and rowers launch their boats.  I watched the river stroll by like a sheet of shimmering silver, it’s pulsing waves rolling up and over the small sand dunes a few feet away.  It was at that moment when I did something I almost never do…I stopped thinking.  I let go of worries, anxieties, frustrations, even hopes and dreams and just existed in that very second.  Slight breeze rolling over my skin, filtered sunlight flowing from above, a family of Canadian geese being carried along with the gentle current, raindrops beginning to sprinkle across the watery surface and pelt the soft sandy shore in front of me.  Standing there in awe and silence, I realized some amazing discoveries…I could breathe…I could see…I could hear…I could feel…I had two legs to stand on and two arms to stretch toward the heavens with.  How had I forgotten about all of these wonderful blessings?  Better question, why would I allow myself to forget to be thankful for every chance I can use them to truly experience the fullness of life?  Even though there was no one else standing nearby, I had a sudden feeling I wasn’t watching the glimmering water alone.  I’m never truly alone, never as heart-broken as I sometimes feel, never as discouraged as I like to believe.  Why?  Because every once in awhile…exactly when I am in greatest need…I get a glimpse at my true inspiration…I stop trying to fall in love with people, things, or places, and I start to pursue my perfect romance once again…

A finger drops from the clouds and I connect with forever…Just breathe, wrap yourself in this moment, cherish what you have, share a smile with a distant stranger…Live, laugh, love

The day had turned cloudy, but sunrise was still dawning in my heart…I didn’t even mind that my freshly pressed hair was working overtime to curl up again 😛 ..LL♥

Sunrise in my heart

I was up before sunrise this morning…I even out-raced the birds for a chance at witnessing the birth of dawn over the eastern horizon, lol.  I could easily assume it was my nagging allergies that pulled me from a tangle of dreams, but I choose to believe it was more than a simple twitch from sneaky pollen that opened my eyes and kick-started a buoyant optimism deep within me…I haven’t felt joy this intense touch my heart in many waking days.  I have no way of foretelling what will transpire five minutes from now, much less the entire day, yet I feel so happy and hopeful at this moment.  I even found a great theme song to listen to…Fist pumping and air drums at 5 AM are an awesome way to start the day…at least in  my humble opinion 🙂  This is a peace so beautiful and genuine that I wanted to share it with as many others as possible.  Stranger or friend, I wish the same renewal of mind and spirit for you today as well..Smiles, hugs, kisses, laughs, and lots of love to all during this new day on planet Earth..LL♥

In dreams

looking for something i can’t find…waiting for a dream never destined to cross the threshold of reality…listening for a voice that is now only a faint memory…days spent walking with a spirit of hope, nights wrapped up in lonely disappointment…the very moment i am resigned to let go, to seek after a new source of inspiration, i finally have a chance encounter with you..but only in dreams…

‘This is the place where you come to remember that I will always love you…”

The breath of warm winds caress my golden skin, calling me from a restless sleep.  Light brown eyes touch a pale lavender sky filled with thick patches of milky white cotton dancing across the seamless horizon, floating ever onward, pushing across the canvas of eternity.  Against the backdrop of forever, the majestic mountains of contemplation boldly stand guard over the inhabitants of this lost and sacred chimera.  The rustle of a gentle breeze stirs up gallant waves across the ocean of emerald-green circling round me.

The soft touch from a strong finger moves tenderly along the curve of my chin, drawing my eager sight toward the graceful face I have longed to see for so long.  Serene eyes as clear as liquid crystal instantly capture me.  Words as satisfying as a divine kiss ease uncertainty. A question answered, a promised renewed.

“You alone are my perfect love. Before you, none…after you, none…Never forget that I’m only a whisper away.”

The tickle from a stream of orange sunlight floating through white curtains coax my dark lashes apart, prying me from the secure hold of a much yearned for peace. Sweet melodies of an angelic choir fade away with the rushing azure tides of the ensuing morning skyline..LL♥

On the mornings that I want to give up…

This morning happened to be one of those days.

Each time I start a new blog or begin typing a new post, I can never decide if I want to use this space as a confessional diary or free advertisement for my books.  Do I want to share every intimate thought or remain a faceless set of words on the screen?

I’m not a professional blogger nor can I ever claim to have any success whatsoever in that category.  Unlike the ladies and gents who have tons of followers, I’m only witty with people I have known at least a decade or more, and only philosophical with the same number of friends that I can count on one hand.

I’m not a great romance writer, and my critics can easily tell you that.  I’m constantly battling with myself between wanting to compose sweet romantic literature or erotic chick lit…I can’t seem to find a comfortable spot in either one of those categories.  In person, I’m über studious and practical – actually just stepped in the door from a trip to the library – and also very sly with flashing brown eyes that have gotten me into interesting trysts more than once…As much as I want my tales to have some enduring moral meaning, my wild streak always shows up to wipe away my characters’ wholesome nature.

So, all in all, I don’t have a happy home in the literary world.

Those were most of my thoughts as I opened my eyes this morning and blinked away the odd dream I was walking through. Dear girl, what in the world are you doing with yourself?  Give up and go back to that corporate nest you loathed so much…at least the pay was steady and they had a matching IRA.  On second thought, start a gossip column…write about what those ladies with that long dark hair are doing today…They’re always trending, so there’s tons of cash to be made.  You’re fooling yourself…No one wants to fall in love anymore, they just want to keep up with the you-know-who’s.

I rolled over and tossed the blankets over my head…not defeated, but not motivated either.  No second round of sleep in sight, because the birds wouldn’t stop singing and the neighbor’s dogs – as in, wow, how many dogs do you have now? – were hysterical for attention – again!  Get up and get that agenda together…Write a new short story about that cute scene I was thinking of yesterday? – Nope, those suck, people want to read about sex, not holding hands in the park…A quick poem to share how miserable I feel at this moment? – Nah, they suck, too, can’t seem to balance out that whole sensual-heartbreak rhythm that grabs people’s attention.

After moping about how purposefully unproductive I wanted to be, it finally dawned on me…I haven’t asked the right question.  That one question that gets me moving again, brings a bit of cheer to my cheeks, and compels me to give this crazy dream another try.  What do I want?

A couple of months ago, I prayed Mother Theresa’s prayer.  Catholic isn’t my official denomination, but I needed something to really revive me, to get me excited about living life again.  It’s a multi-day prayer and the book tells you that something extraordinary is supposed to happen at the conclusion of the novena. Oh, boy…did it.  The personal firewall I had spent yyyeaarrrss erecting around myself suddenly disintergrated…I’m mean like…Oh my God, what the *bleep* happened?  A barren landscape of no hope on the horizon, no inspiration, no motivation, followed by a long series of bizarre…why me? what did I do wrong?…events one after another.  When it rains it pours is no expression to be taken lightly. How about drenched with no shelter in sight.

Truthfully, I’m still recovering from my sudden absence of laughter and optimism.  Even as I continue to emerge, shaking off the ash and haze as I go, I’m starting to realize that I’ve been looking at these downfalls from the wrong angle. Each time, I rise much stronger and more insightful than I once was.  My personal tragedies and triumphs drive my storytelling to its peak…Every story that has zapped a reaction out of a reader has been one written after I’ve come crawling out of an emotional death valley.  As odd as it sounds, when I’m immersed in my wallowing spirit, I can somehow tap into a reflecting pool of eternal truths. The flow of the story becomes genuine…a sort of pseudo-autobiography floats to the surface…bits of truth playing against dabs of fantasy, and is deeply felt by both the author, the characters, and the audience.

So, toward the conclusion of another day of tapping out my heart as an indie author, my inspirational question still needs to be answered, one more time…What do I want?  Fame? Fortune? Awards? Fans?  All of the above? None?  After a cleansing breath, the serene truth is returned to me, one more time…I want to reach across an indefinite number of miles and connect with just one person – you, Dear Reader.  If I can spark even the dimmest flicker of kinship within your thoughts and your heart, I’ve done my job and lived up to my purpose in life…Until then…one more day, one more time to start over and get it right is almost here…LL♥