MY BROKEN HEART

My heart was broken into a thousand pieces. ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”

I was too weak to pick them up.

I asked God if he could do it for me.

He picked them up and put the prices together again.

I noticed that there we two important pieces missing. 

I asked God: “what happened to them?”

He said:  “They are in heaven.” 

I said: “thank you Father…”

Then, I noticed that there were several pieces scrached, cracked and broken. 

I asked “God why they were in this condition?”

God said,  “I’m in the process of fixing them, be patient.”

I said: “okay, I’m sorry, but could you help me to trust you more?”

He said: “Of course.”

I said,  “thank you. “

God: “Smile.”

I smiled too…๐Ÿ‘€ 

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By Donna Brown Bowles ยฉ

YESTERDAY

ANOTHER BIRTHDAY FROM YESTERDAY

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Yesterday, just ran away.

It didn’t even say goodbye.

The silence was deafening.

But I heard every word.

Yesterday, all my memories seem so far away, then the smell of you burst through the sky.

I now remember all the lovely days of yesterday.

It was on a very special day.

On your one hundredth Birthday, May 5th,1923.

I miss you Mom.

I just sat alone inside my dream.

Wondering what all of this really means.

Suddenly it occurred to me.
What if I could see your smile?

I turned my head and cried.

Then a thought became
surreal to me.

I saw my Son and you so, joyous and free!

And it made me smile.

Your faces were glowing, in colors that I cannot explain.

Your smiles lit up the entire room.

Taking all the pain and regrets, of yesterday.

Levi played the guitar and sang, a very Happy song.

He sang, “Happy Birthday Grandma, I love you and I’m so glad that you will never ever go away*ยฐ`^โ€ข” 

Then I heard your Grandma sing to you.

“Levi, I’m so happy that you came back home, to celebrate eternity with me, I love you Levi, now, you can see” *`โ€ข^ยฐ*“~

Then I noticed that Our Father, and the Angels sang along,  because you had made it safely home.

Just  in time to sing your grandma, a lovely birthday song.

Thank you Father for giving  hope and eternal life with my family.

And for the peace and love.

From,

Yesterday… โค๏ธ

WE ARE MORE ALIKE THAN THEY WOULD HAVE YOU THINK

We are all created in HIS image and likeness and given the choice to choose peace or war.

Native American Warfare in the West: Conflict Among the tribes.

Let me get this straight.
Do you mean humans are more alike then we have been indoctrinated to believe, and it wasn’t just,
“The White Man,” who was capable of such atrocities against humanity?
Indians did it also?
And we were all created in God’s image and likeness and given the choice to choose peace or war?

Genesis 1:26-27

26 “And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness:

https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.biblegateway.com/passage/%3fsearch=Genesis%2b1:26-27&version=KJV&interface=amp

That’s amazing…

Some would have you believe that everything oppressive is caused by,
“The Evil White Man” and that somehow America would be better off and a peaceful land if Columbus hadn’t come to America.
The irony of it all…

Here’s some interesting parts of history that are taboo to repeat in our society because they don’t want you to know that we, no matter what race, color or creed, are all alike, in every way shape and manner.

The reason they, “The elite” don’t want you to know is it will ruin their plans to divide and conquer!
If we’re not united against evil they win.
It’s not about color.
It’s about good vs evil.

And it’s probably time to choose sides and choose wisely because there are ONLY two sides to ONE GREAT STORY:

God’s or satan

You decide.

Below is an example of how the Indian tribes were and are no different than the white, black, Asian etc…

Native American Warfare in the West: Conflict Among the tribes.

Fighting in the Southwest during the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries followed the mourning-war pattern prevalent among the eastern woodland Indians. Like their eastern counterparts, both sedentary Pueblo Indians and semi nomadic tribes such as the Navajo warred to avenge the murder of their kinsmen. In important ways, however, warfare in the Southwest differed from that practiced in the eastern part of North America. First, semi sedentary Native Americans raided both other semi nomadic tribes and the Pueblo Indians in an effort to acquire material goods through plunder. More importantly, the Pueblo Indians living in and near the Rio Grande valley often fought wars that were more similar to European conflicts than to the woodland Indiansโ€™ blood feuds.

Semi Sedentary Tribes. Like their eastern neighbors, tribes such as the Apache and Navajo fought to avenge the deaths of kinsmen rather than to acquire territory. When a clan member was killed by Indians from another tribe, a war leader related to the deceased formed a war party composed of kinsmen and unrelated young men who sought the prestige that came through success in battle. After two nights of war dances and a day of feasting, the war party moved into enemy territory, where it took women and children captive and killed enemy warriors. Because semi-nomadic Indians such as the Navajo had to avenge every clan member killed by a rival tribe, blood-feud warfare was, as in the East, self-perpetuating and never ending.

Raiding Parties. There were, however, important differences between the objectives of eastern Indian warfare and the goals of their southwestern counterparts. While eastern Indians fought almost exclusively to achieve retribution, southwestern Indians clashed with their neighbors both to avenge previous wrongs and to loot them of material possessions. Apaches and Navajos, for example, raided both each other and the sedentary Pueblo Indian tribes in an effort to acquire goods through plunder. Though the distinction was missed by the Pueblo Indians and, later, by the Spanish, raiding parties differed substantially from war parties in terms of their objectives and their approach. While war parties sought to take captives and to achieve vengeance through killing, the smaller raiding parties hoped to avoid fighting and focused instead on taking booty. Raids often spawned blood feuds, though, because a tribe had to avenge the death of a warrior who died either in a raid or in an ensuing battle with pursuers.

Pueblo Indians. The sedentary Pueblo Indians of the Rio Grande valley likewise engaged in the vengeance-motivated

Warfare that was common to kinship-based societies. Pueblo warfare was not, however, limited to blood feuds. Living in and near the densely populated but resource-poor Rio Grande valley, Pueblo tribes such as the Hopis, Zunis, Piros, and Tewas fought with one another to secure control of the regionโ€™s limited supply of arable land. Such economically and territorially motivated warfare led the Pueblo Indians to make their adobe townsโ€”called pueblosโ€”powerful defensive fortifications. They did so by building their settlements atop steep mesas, by constructing their multistory buildings around a central plaza to form sheer exterior walls, and by limiting access to the main square to a single, narrow, easily defended passageway. Navajo and Apache raiding parties consequently found the Pueblo Indiansโ€™ settlements to be tempting but formidable targets.

Sources

George J. Gumerman, ed., Themes in Southwest Prehistory (Santa Fe, N.M.: School of American Research Press, 1994);

https://www.encyclopedia.com/history/news-wires-white-papers-and-books/native-american-warfare-west-conflict-among-southwestern-indians

Elizabeth H. John, Storms Brewed in Other Menโ€™s Worlds: The Confrontation of Indians, Spanish and French in the Southwest, 1540โ€“1795 (College Station: Texas A&M University Press, 1975);

https://www.encyclopedia.com/history/news-wires-white-papers-and-books/native-american-warfare-west-conflict-among-southwestern-indians

Yesterday ~ยฐโ€ขโ—‹โ—~

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Is a million ddreams away….

Yesterday…

~I’ve been hiding in the wilderness~

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~Arizona sunset~

Last night I was driving

Against a most lovely storm

Silhouetted by the sunset

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Rendering  hope

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As the sunset found serenity

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In the midst of the storm

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Regarding The Railroad

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“The Railroad is an therapeutic map for me to find my peace.”

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~Peace~

Serenity is to find Peace in the midst of the storm.”

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HIS JOURNEY

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He travels many miles.

He stops only to find the birds have eaten the crumbs he dropped along the way.

The countless meals he ate in silence.

He knows now that there is no map to return.

He finds a new road.

He finds himself as one with isolation.

Peace reassures him that,

He is on the right path.

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~THE SKY IS FALLING ~

My arms are tired from holding up the sky

Itโ€™s falling and I can no longer abide

Earthquakes break like dominoes

Mountains shake and crumble in humility

I can no longer outrun the earths collide

Ships recklessly pollute our seas

The ocean had once washed our shores

But things have changed dramatically

As waves explode upon her chest

Infecting sand upon the land

As reckless captains do command

Purging toxins she now bleeds

Disease cries from sea to shore

Fierce winds fuel a world on fire

Our men are turned into war machines

I cannot look another day

For when I do my heart breaks in-two

It cracks and my faith pours out

I need a miracle this very hour

Take this cup from me I pray

Heal our scars

Cleanse our souls

And Lord, one more thing before you goโ€ฆ

The skyis falling and you see

This burden is too heavy

Will you hold it up for me?

~Just believe~

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Another night slips in with uncertainties.

A world on fire burning with lies.

A nation torn apart by greed.

Thunder rumbles… dividers they conquer.

Do not attend their battle.

Turn your head away.

Do not look to the left nor the right.

Look straight ahead and believe.

Winds will blow that you cannot control.

But you can adjust the winds in your sails.

It is only a distraction and a wicked scheme.

Its purpose is to steal your peace and love.

Then break your heart and steal your dreams.

Continue to believe in love.

This is of the utmost importance in this final hour.

Remember this night before you sleep.

Everything is going to be exactly the way it is supposed to be and, God has a plan for your life.

You are loved beyond measure.

And soon you will be set free.

Be still…

Believe…

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Where is Heaven…

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As I consider the heavens in my sky

I ponder as to where

This place is we call heaven

My thoughts propose

Surely an impossibility

I sit in silence for a moment in why

Aware the greatest distance

Is between my head and my heart

Awaiting an answer…

An aura of heaven confirms it is real

Peace encircles a doubtful heart

The breath of angels wisps

In a breezeย caressing my soul

Heaven is how you feel

When everything else is so unreal

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New Life…

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As I open the door that I had closed long ago

Regret remorse and bitter sadness burn like acid deep into my soul

War raged for many years

I fainted for lack of hope

I was conquered by the darkness

A Prisoner of whom I did not know

My fight was fought in vain

Awakened by a moment of clarity

While lying in the rain

Only to find a space in time

That was no longer mine

Consumed in fear for knowledge

Of what I had become

Truth grabbed my heart with both fists tightening as I cried

What had happened to everything I knew

My light and truth had died

A blinding pain rebuked vision from my eyes

My spirit screamed at the sight of me

Demanding an answer as to why

I knew at that moment that light had left my side

As I mourned and loathed my very existence

Knowing I could no longer hide

A heart of stone softened by the tears that I cried

A warm breeze a caressing of hope

persuading me to forgive

And love myself again or maybe

For the first time…

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Sleeping…

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While you were sleeping

I saw you in my dream

Your eyes were closed

Your heart had been eaten

I was awakened by

The echoes of your scream

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I was there remember?

Lies cannot escape light

Anymore than truth can

Escape the darkness of

Them that condemn

The laws of the Universe demand!

Darkness roamed the earth

For seven thousand years

While sewage over flowed

With the reaper’s empty tears

wasted years…

Drifted

Off

the

Clouds

In

My

Dreams

And

Fell

Into

An

Empty

Black

Space

Of

Time

Where

Black

Holes

Are

Unforgiving

But

Wait…

It

Was

Only

A

Dream

Or

Maybe

A

Nightmare

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Dreamscape

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Once again alone, yet not lonely…

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No arms no peace

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As a sign of peace without arms
A message cannot convey
Its profound meaning
So is a town without truth
Only anguish will be its end
As the sun continues bleeding
No truth
No peace
No meaning…

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The only time you truly loose…

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Is when you give up.
There are moments, sometimes hours, and at times, days that I feel like I can’t, or maybe that I don’t want to continue to do the things I love, and I feel like giving up.

I know this mindset is nothing but a self-defeating attitude that is a result of looking back at my life, and wishing that I would have done things differently.

I have said it before, and I’ll say it again, for a self confirmation in order to rid myself of pride and futile thoughts.
“I give up all hope of having a better past.” There.
“Now, I must do the thing I think I cannot do.” Eleanor Roosevelt-

The only one thing that I know to be effective at times like these, is to make a gratitude list for everything I have, and forget about everything I want.

My serenity is directly proportional to my ability to, “Accept the things I cannot change, and the courage to change the things I can.” –Bill W.-

I won’t give up, I will continue to be present in my life, and love myself, in spite of myself.
I pray that His will be done, refusing mine.
True serenity is to find peace in the midst of the storm.

I’m grateful that I am willing to see that I’m stuck, and I am able to take action in order to rid myself, of self.
I will never give up on love.
GOD help me this day.
Dawnasong

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A few things I know to be true

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I know what I feel
Deep inside that only I can hear my screams.

One day, I will reach so high.

I will catch all my dreams as, many as there are stars in the sky.

They will be mine.

I know that 0the weight of this world sits so heavily upon my chest that it is breaking my heart.

I know It is imperative that I not only sit in the rain but, taste it as well.

I know that sometimes I capture a photograph of love and it hurts.

And when I reach for it,

I discovered that it is only a negative.

And I sigh.โ€ฆ.

Love, why must you hide your face from me?

I bleed.,.

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Eye candy…

Smell it

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color it

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Feel it

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Paint it

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Dance through it

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Absorb it

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Taste it

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Follow it

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See it

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Know it

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Love it

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Become it

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And never stop creating peace love and art…
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(L. W.)
Dawnasong

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~MY SUN HAS SET~

A reminder that we are all one

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Gratitude sunset consumes persuading
Eyes to see

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Evening glows upon our earth

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Peace consumes in rebirth

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Sunsets glazes caressing me
Another
Night
Sweet
Dreams
Love
Wins…

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“Peace”

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Never Alone

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A protective shield consumes my soul
As I walk alone I feel a presence
A peace and love a blanket from above
He is the only one that shares my love
The only One I will trust with my heart
We will never be set a-part
For I Love Him with all that I am
He is my Guardian for always
To infinity no end
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Peace

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Peace …

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