I feel like you threw me away… When I needed you to hold on to me. My world was chaos. I was fine with going through the storm. I only sought the comfort of knowing you’d be there – right by my side – as I walked through the fire. There was no one. I’d … More Thoughts of an Abandoned Treasure
One of the key spiritual concepts of the Ancient Egyptians was “know thyself”. But how many of us actually know ourselves? Too much mental noise can cause you to not hear your calling. And, in doing so, miss it. The pressures of everyday life keeps us on our toes – getting the kids to school … More You Have a Calling, but you are Running Away from It. Slow Down!
Delicate and Precious Flower, the most beautiful of them all The events between us was written in the stars, predicting I would fall The deep impact of the descent caused me to ascend Floating on a cloud with thoughts of you Gone with the wind I am engulfed and encased In your rapture Amazed … More All That I Am
It is an immeasurable feeling when you reach a level of adoration for the one from which you came as if that person were your child. Within the same breath, looking to that person as your hero above all. Seeing the vast differences between us and, at the same time, the parallels that make … More I Am From Him
A short story from the Hustler’s Prayer series… Roland pulled his black gym bag from the huge walk-in closet. He placed it on the red satin sheets that lay across his luxurious king-size bed. He unzipped the bag, revealing stacks upon stacks of rubber-banded hundred dollar bills. One-hundred grand in total. Yeah, it’s all there. He … More Come Back to Me
He walked to the edge of the bed and pulled the covers back slightly, taking special care not to wake her. He eased in the bed beside her and she shifted slightly allowing him room next to her. She stretched and let out a soft moan. They didn’t think. They didn’t speak. They did what came natural. What felt natural. He extended his right arm and she positioned herself under it. He rubbed her shoulder gently and she lifted her head and rested it on his bare chest. … More Surviving the Storm
Ronaldo Gilley 