One of my favorite quotes:
The old ways are dead. And you need people around you who concur. That means hanging out more with creative people, the freaks, the real visionaries, than you're already doing. Thinking more about what their needs are and responding accordingly. Avoid the dullards; avoid the folk who play it safe. They can't help you anymore. Their stability model no longer offers that much stability. They are extinct. They are extinction. – Hugh Macleod
It should be noted that I DO visit EVERY profile that I click a friend request to, so if you see my smiling face in your inbox, know that I HAVE visited your space and I am clicking because I liked your personality, read something I enjoyed or wish to network. I do NOT add people who are obvious spammers and/or computers and/or who are vulgar, mean-spirited, or give off bad energy...
Who I am:
I am an 'Inspirationalist.' I reside in an altruistic world which compels me to think and live 'higher.' I breathe. I seek. I learn. I strive--always strive... Words move me. They dance in the most elaborate formations and have the ability to awaken my soul. Thoughts and feelings are my bridge to communication. This is where I reside... Without it, I cannot be my true self. Experiences--I crave. Adventure--I relish. Love--I savor. LIFE: LOVE: TRUTH: ME!
I am an author, writer and poet and soon to be, reality talk show host. You can read more about me here: www.lisamae.net I am also an Abundant Life Facilitator, (Life Coach) so contact me for more information and to begin YOUR transformation!!!
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I have a deep love and passion for life which allows me to appreciate ALL experiences--the good, the bad, the not so attractive... I am honored to share the life lessons I have learned with others... I tend to be deep and profound, so pull up a chair and pack a sack lunch!!
There is an infinite amount of life in the world. I want to be a part of it all! I intend to live life until the second I lose breath. To paint the world with my literary vision and with stories from those who walk the Earth.
I am truly blessed to know myself as a person. Not many people allow themselves such introspection. My advice: Get to know yourself and be honest; no matter what you do. You will find yourself happier when you appreciate Who You Are!
"WHAT LIES BEHIND US AND WHAT LIES BEFORE US
ARE TINY MATTERS COMPARED TO WHAT LIES WITHIN US." -- EMERSON
I HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE UNCOMMON!
WHAT AN AMAZING AFFIRMATION!
I LIVE BY THESE WORDS...
TAKING THE PLUNGE:
Diving into the unknown... Embracing what the world has to offer... relishing every moment... knowing that in the end... I am safe. Always.
Some of my poetry: (For more please read my blogs.) All poetry and writings are copyrighted to Lisa Mae 2005-2009. (Poetry is subject to change periodically)
"AN ARTISTS CANVAS"
I will not pry, nor bat an eye
If you decide to tell me secrets
Or share with me your dreams
I shall keep them close to me
And never pull them from you
Nor will I say you are wrong
To believe in yourself
To believe in your passion
I shall only feed your fires
And provide more fuel
To keep you burning
And burning
Forevermore until you are consumed
With knowing who you are
Until you have nothing more to do
But to re-create yourself
And I will be right by your side
Listening to your next idea
Preparing for the next adventure
Who shall we be this time?
And I will smile as big as the universe
Because I know the possibilities
Are endless
I know the importance of allowing
You to be endless
To make mistakes
To live however you dare to live
To explore all avenues of destiny and fate
Or to create your own
If you so wish to see
Or not see
But I will not speak against you
Nor squelch your desire to burn
I will not ask you not to dream
I will only dream along with you
And take your hand as we cross the
Boundaries
Dancing along the outskirts of conventional
Creating our next adventure
Who shall we be this time?
"DATE WITH DESTINY"
Take me -- suck me into your elusive power.
But don’t make me run from you.
Let me lap at the waters of your knowledge
and never know thirst again.
I want to store myself within your grasp
and be captured by your titillating freedom.
Don’t hide, because one day I will find you,
crouching under a tree, picking at the flowers
that grow despite the chill in the breeze.
You have the ability to make the impossible
seem irrelevant.
Questions are formed in the wake of your thunder.
Answers pound at the tiles of rooftops, but even they
can sometimes feel perplexed.
I want to spin inside your dizzying vortex
and emerge with the undeniable wisdom
that rattles the moon and shakes the sun.
Oh, take me into that wondrous place
that needs no oxygen,
yet gives life to breathe,
so I may sup at the cup
of awareness and share
my gifts with those who touch me.
Let me dance under the stars that blink with passion
and throw my hands into the vast seas.
Let me ride the wave of fascination and marvel
at all the things that grow despite the chill in the air.
"MY PERSON"
You are a waterfall of Inspiration,
Raining Love in its entire splendor
Down the length of my body and soul.
Capture my heart and play music for me,
Late into the evening,
Under the stars,
Where we lay and hold hands and talk
As though the sun had no reason to wake up.
Conversation ebbs into a quiet that speaks;
Whispers little secrets of hidden desires
And far off places.
We wander there every afternoon
To graze on stargazers and daisies
And laugh at absurdity and grandeur.
Echoes of mirth bounce through telephone lines
And lightly touch the edge of lips
As we rattle off lists of Fancy's Flight.
We'll go there one day--
Fly with the visionaries and martyrs,
Dance with the artists and freaks,
Run naked with the nomads and gypsies,
Paint the sky with our rainbow of Dreams.
Each color is carefully chosen,
Mixed with the toner of our whims
And sealed with the kiss of our friendship.
You know me like the Universe
Is aware of each star in the sky.
You understand each thread of Hope
I've woven into something tangible.
Souls like this cannot be manufactured
Nor discarded like hamburger wrappers.
My Person is cherished--
Like the majestic trees in the Rainforest
And the blustering breeze on the Ocean.
Not even the fingers of death
Can rip away the fibers of flesh,
Or sever the connection of Spirit.
Like the waterfall that captures the depth
Of your Inspiration--
You are priceless.
My Person.
"LEXICOLOGY"
Sprinkles of words dipping through, in, under and around
Renewing life as it burrows under skin and enters the bloodstream
Reverberating, Penetrating, Liberating – Me. You. Us.
I've longed for your touch, for the caress of sentences strung
Up like Christmas tree lights, glittery and gleaming
Radiating To the core of my Never Never Land
The place I've forgotten, yet can never escape.
My secret garden where fantasy and passion collide
Where thumbed through pages of old poetry books
And classic literature fills the rows of golden bookcases.
The languid music of Rachmaninoff and Mozart billowing
Like clouds of sweet ecstasy on a rainy Summer's day
I've yearned for your friendship, for the whimsical
Laughter of your exquisite soul – for the rain.
For the promise of April spread out like dandelions
On a hidden pasture of grass green silk
The words. The composition of prose and metaphors,
Whispered secrets and dark desires clashing like thunder,
Like heat in the night, like the flames of hungry souls
Dancing under the stars of Orion's belt and the Little Dipper.
How I've craved for just a sample, a fraction, a taste
Of the sweet nectar flowing in the Garden of Eden
Where goddesses and kittens frolic and play
And silence sets the stage for magical adventures.
Where we discover the art of painting with imagination
And color is as grand and vivid as the rainbow of Heaven.
Still the words—the delicate gems of communication
Seep into my bones, mingling with my marrow
Filling whatever empty space previously resided there
Your words. Your Friendship. Your nectar of Inspiration.
Branding me forever in humble admiration, for the idea of you.
My Beautiful Mother Antonia
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