A smile...

There are so many smiles that cross my face on any given day. There's my little smirk if I find something funny but not so funny it deserves a laugh. My fake smile to cover up some of the darkness that tries to seep in my soul. My a little smile without teeth, my smile with a nod, my smile that quickly disappears.

But my one true smile that says a thousand things at once. The smile that always gets compliments, and lights up a room is so rare that sometimes I forget what it even feels like or looks like.The smile that I know appeared on my face the day my son was born and placed in my arms. The smile I reserve for him and his silliness. The smile I know I had for a little while when I was a kid but soon started to disappear with the harsh realities of life handed to me at a very young age.

I miss that smile so much sometimes. It is like loosing your very dearest and oldest friend. It is so much a part of me but yet so far away. I want to find that smile and have glued on to my face everyday, so that everyone knows I am truly happy and love life.

The sad fact is the smile I wear most of the time, even though it is a great smile, is one that helps hide my pain but shares in your joys. The one I share with you to make you reassured you are great, and that I like you. A smile that conveys how your friendship help heals me and how much I adore the time I spend with you.

Please don't be afraid. I know I will find my one great true smile from when I was kid and recapture it just like I did the day my son was born. My journey to this smile is a healing and wonderful one to gain back my best asset.

If you are my friend, I know you will help me find it. The moment you see it, let me know. Jot down what I was doing how my face was lit up from the inside.

Sleeping Love

Your words whispered in the dark
Is the balm to my damage heart
I lay there pretending sleep
Listening, hearing, and cultivating each words meaning 
The caresses and gentle touches bestowed upon me 
Lights the fire within my soul 
The Kiss you lay upon my head 
With the soft I love you 
Evokes a sigh from my lips 
A sigh you take as contentment in my sleep 
I feel you breathing even out as you fall asleep 
I grab your hand 
I open my eyes 
I love you as well I say softly 
As I look upon your sleeping face 
My thumb caresses your cheek 
I lean down and brush my lips softly against yours 
Please never leave I whisper

Acts of Love

Hold my hand
Capture my face
Look in my eyes
Press my lips with yours
Yell your love to the world
I am not meant to be a secret
When out walking 
Squeeze my hand
When people stare
Hold me close 
When people walk by
Press your lips to mine
When your ex walks by
Tell the world I am yours
By watching me with your eyes
When I am not by your side
Whispering endearments in my ears
In a room full of people 
Enraptured withone another
Like there is no one else
Love me like there is no tomorrow

Mother's Whisperings

Laughter fills the air
It squeezes my heart tight

Your little smile flashes 
Its wattage like a sun to my soul

I gaze upon your sleeping form
Run my fingers through your tiny curls

Bend down kiss your forehead
Whisper Goodnight Angel

You are my world
My hope and legacy

Perfect in everyway
Innocence so pure

Untainted by the harsh realities 
Carefree and full of life

My fearless wonderboy
My superhero at the age five

You save my soul everyday
With your soft caresses

Your words of unconditional love
The trust in your eyes

My mirror image 
And complete opposite

Laughter squeezes my heart
Smiles lighten my soul

Your love melts
And saves me from my jaded reality

I love you my son
Sweet dreams til tomorrow

being weird

Is a sign of individualism. I believe if we aren't weird (let's face it we are all a little weird) we aren't expressing our individuality. People try to suppress their weirdness, in hopes of conforming to what society wants to make us. Conforming to all the different cliches that exist in society. During this we lose little pieces of our soul, or quirks, and individualism.
We shouldn't be afraid to be ourselves and embrace our weirdness.
 As adults we fear that none will like us because of our quirks, weirdness, or individuality and it suffocated our soul a little at a time. God, our parents, or whoever our whatever you believe in wants you to be your unique self, and offer the world what you have to make it something different, better, and just more. By denying ourselves to confirm the world becomes stagnant, unrelenting, uncaring, bias, and not a gap pit place but one of dread, fear, bigotry, and just bad. We wantthe world to be an amazing place for ourselves, children, and grandchildren. But in order to do that we need to be weird.
Be weird just like when we where kids. Not afraid to explore, be different, or make friends. We became weird by embracing ourselves because we weren't told right away it was wrong. We just knew what made us happy.
Let us all endeavor to be weird, courageous, and happy to make this world something amazing together. Let's become the weird we liked about ourselves s kids and the weird we like more as adults.Let's input greatness b being weird and not confirm or five or children to confirm to society standards because those standard right now society has it is vital. It's not great standards the society wants us to be. So in order to change that embrace your weirdness.

Have you eva.......

I experience this at least five times a week. I find I can lose my self in a book and get so absorbed. I feel I am the character I am reading. This is my escape from reality. Though many times some of the realities aren't better. 

I totally emerge myself into a great story and experience every single moment. When the book ends I feel a little piece of my soul has shatter. Books are so much more than entertainment, they are enrichment.

Laters

There's always a rainbow...

It can be anything. I have a friend that I look at and think of as my own personal rainbow...

When I get in a mood where my manic depression has me hating myself and my life...I go to the person I have listed in my phone as rainbow and text...You better believe that person always knows what to say to pull that storm cloud away from my head. It may be something stupid but it lights up my soul inside out.

I look at my son and he exudes such happiness, calmness, and looks at me with such adoration like I do a rainbow. I am his rainbow. 

Rainbows are there to remind us that there is hope after a storm. It's God's way of giving us a peek of heaven I fully believe.

Find a rainbow rather it may be a person, an actual rainbow or this picture...and when you find yourself going to a dark place call on your rainbow.

Everyone should try to be someone's rainbow...we all get lost at some point but we have rainbows to redirect the light to a beautiful shine and exude happiness.

Take a picture of a rainbow, or your rainbow and keep it handy.

Keep the thoughts rolling and the laughter coming.

V

Introduction

Why I decided to start this blog...very simply I had a friend that said I should start a blog and post things I find funny, my thoughts, my artwork, poetry, and books that I love. She goes I would read it...Which is exactly what I am doing.

I call this OUT OF THE BOX because I don't like to think inside the box because the box makes me claustrophobic. I tried to do normal things in a different way of thinking but still accomplishing the goals I need. 

What I hope to accomplish with this blog...just make someone's day better be it be by laughing, or enjoying a writing that I did, or art work that I did. Or inspire creativity, peacefulness, calmness, or to think in a new light.

Another reason I call it OUT OF THE BOX because I believe everyone does live outside the boxes we get stereotyped into. I want to embrace my weirdness, unique, and everyone's quirks. Feel free to comment and  share stories or what you would like to see here on my blog. I look for inspiration in everything and anything.

Thanks for reading this introduction. I don't know if anyone will read this blog but I will definitely be blogging just for me and that one friend that encouraged me to start a blog. 

Keep the thoughts rolling and the laughter coming!