Damsel in Distress, your classic D.I.D.

The battle of the damsel and the dragon moves onward… At times I find myself wondering whether I am the damsel or the dragon. Is that burning inside of me the fire waiting to escape my lips? Is it the burning of a passion that has yet to be released? Or is it the unexplained pain in the form of fire burning from within.
On the other hand it could be that I am the damsel and I feel the burning inside, the burning of fear and the unknown. Do I fear the dragon with its tremendous ferocity as it chases me toward the destiny that I have yet to understand? Is that dragon the force that moves me forward or holds me back paralyzed by the thought of the grips of its talons?
I know that in the herculean time there was a hero who would come and help the damsel in distress by obliterating the opponent and taking her in his arms to safety. Is that so in the modern day? Do I wait for that herculean hero and let him sweep me off my feet? Does that happen anymore? Or perhaps I know the answer and I have only to rely on that God that I know to guide me as I battle the dragon. I have the tools and the know how to get through this and slay the dragon. But in that case I could be neither the damsel nor the dragon.
I feel as though I am both at times. I guess that is the complexity that leads me to the first questions, Am I the fire of the dragon, or the victim of the ferocious beast?

Families are the blessings that make the world go round. I have had the time to reflect in the last few months on the affect of families. They are there when you need them, even if at a distance. They can make you laugh or cry with a single word or phrase. Its amazing the bond that you feel to them. I have been living with 2 of my family members for a few months now and I have learned to love them in a way that I have not had the chance to before.

I live about 500 miles away from the bulk of my family. I have the opportunity to see them on occasion and I am grateful for that. They are a great comfort to me and I learn from them as I can and love to hear of their growth.

Family is a great strength and a center point of comfort. Thank God for that!

Sistas!

I have some thing to convey in this Ridin' blog.
so here it goes...
I go through life each day and depending on the events that may come my way, I set the pace of this wild rollercoaster that I ride. Life is like a rollercoaster. We sometimes enjoy it and a lot of times we are frightened or even sick to our stomachs at obstacles that come our way. Nevertheless we are on this ride and we have to deal with the obstacles, although they may seem unsurmountable at times, we must move forward.
One of the ever so popular obstacles is Love. Love is a wild ride, it poses challeges left and right, and most of the time it seems that obstacle is the factor of many fears and tears. it also is the cause of much joy and happiness when right, but if not, it can seem like the rollercoaster of life is on a permanent loop cycle. The stomach turns and turns as the loops are never ending. That is the effect that a love gone bad can have. I ask wanna get in line? this rollercoaster is getting ready to take off again...

in the beginning...

Hey this is my blog. I like to keep people posted on how I feel but unfortunately dont have the energy to keep up with everyone I love. so here goes...

I am at a crossroads in my life. I am making some big changes in my life and I feel the pressure of change creeping up on me. I have some great opportunities to make some positive changes and adjustments to my existence. As I learn to move forward and progress I can only hope that my friends will understand and accept the choices I make.
I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach constantly like there is something that I am missing in my life, call it anxiety, call if fear, I call it the Dragon! There is a dragon in my stomach, and it roars with daunting peril. Only time will tell what it all means.

amusement parks

Life is like a day at the amusement park, in many small ways I see the similarities. Let me start with the price paid to attend the festivities; the amount of money you have determines how many attractions you can attend. Life is the same way, if you don't have the money you can't enjoy the expensive perks of life.One of my favorite things to do at an amusement park is play those impossible games, like climbing up the rope ladder- that is unstable and flips on you if your don't have the most precise balance- if you get to the top, you win a huge stuffed animal. Its not the animal that you want, but the great feeling of accomplishing the goal. This can be likened to many aspects of life, but today I am going to liken it to the road of life. To reach your goals you must be able to keep the balance of work, money, social life, school, love, and family. Each rung is another battle to keep the precise balance. Just enough of each of the elements to keep from flipping over and starting over again. The goal is of course getting to the end of your mortal life happy and knowledgable, and somehow having reached that with the joy in the journey. Along this ladder somehow we are supposed to smile and be considerate, love what we are doing, and help others along. At times we may think that all we can do is focus on the the goal, when in reality its the next step we should be concentrating on... each step made in the right precise way leads to the next successful step. The other thing that is most important is to never get to comfortable or overly confident, thinking to ourselves " I got this, this is a piece of cake!" that is when the ladder begins to wobble and we find ourselves scrambling to regain control of the ladder and begin to slowly balance again. So be careful in the climb to wherever you may be headed.The other thing I love to do at amusement parks is the thrill rides. Bungi Jumping, Rollercoasters, and other thrill seeking rides. Bungi jumping is the one thing I have not done, so I am going to compare it to Marriage... I mean come on, what could be more appropriate than comparing bungi jumping to taking "The Infamous Plunge". Latley it seems to be the thing to do! To run as fast as you can to the ladder, climb without taking a breather, and before you have a chance to get scared, or even take a breathe, there you are plunging into the scariest yet most exhilarating time in you life thus far. AHHHHH! Yipeeeee! Yahoooo! By the time you set foot on ground again, you think to yourself, OMG I can't believe I just did that!... Now this is where I end that analogy mainly because everyones story is different after that... some may regret it, some may think that was the greatest thing that ever happening to them. Now I have to say that not everyone rushes in to this, some climb the ladder many times before they actually jump, and some take their time and watch each step they take to be sure that they will not harm anyone before or after the jump. Hell, some are even young enough that they may need permission from their parents before they jump... lol! I have seen many types of approaches to "The Infamous Plunge". The question in my mind is which one is the best?