
Tag: religion
Journal Entry # 102 – Happy New Year!!

Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes. – Carl Jung
Journal Entry # 100 – Cheers You Filthy Animals!

It’s my 100th Journal Entry post and I am using this perfect opportunity to say thank you. Thanks to my faithful readers, my trusty followers, and my dear friends. It might be the Irish whiskey typing and all single tears aside, but really, where would I be without you? Earth to Ash has been live for almost four years now, and if it weren’t for your extreme loyalty, I would have faded away into obscurity a long long time ago.
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Journal Entry # 60 – Keep Your Spirit!
“Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.” – Albert Einstein
Journal Entry # 35 – Just Let Go
You can’t start a new chapter in life unless you stop re-reading the last one.
Journal Entry # 26 – So far, So good!
“There’s not a day that I don’t thank the Lord for…so far, so good I suppose”
– Theresa Douglas
Journal Entry #19 – My Sun
“I have late night conversations with the moon, he tells me about the sun and I tell him about you.”
– S.L. Gray
Journal Entry # 3 – Screen Time

Today…
‘Screen time is unavoidable really, but still very much controllable.
Sometimes you need to unplug…to recharge.’
For the Love of Gay

Hey there,
I ate lunch today in the adjacent hotel lobby next to my work as I do every now and then. Sometimes I use my lunch hour to write because it’s out of the way, hotel quiet, and a great place to people watch…and not in that creepy way.
I was sitting there, minding my own business when a couple who I think were in town off a cruise ship from the United States. They were sitting a couch down from me, they were chatting about whether or not they were going to partake in an afternoon bus tour, debating because the weather sucked. Perfectly normal conversation until I overheard the lady say something that was like “what the ****”.

What was it? Well, there’s a KD Lang concert this weekend and I guess they had been deciding earlier if they were going to attend because it came up during their back and forth. The husband asked a couple of times if the wife (60ish) wanted to go and she replied with “I don’t know, I like KD Lang, actually, I did like her before she was gay”….This is 2017 correct? I was flabbergasted, couldn’t believe what I had heard. I was like, “really misses, before she was gay”, so what, KD Lang now uses her gay voice to sing, or shoots gay bullets from her eyeballs, like come on. I immediately turned in her direction and made sure she was aware that I had heard what she had said so that for that millisecond she could realize how ridiculous she sounded.

It amazes me how this ignorance still exists, how people don’t realize the hurt this kind of backward-thinking creates. No disrespect to KD Lang but if this lady didn’t know that KD was gay before she actually came out, then she probably thinks dinosaurs still exist or the earth is flat. Lady, please educate yourself my love, open your mind and allow people to be who they truly are, god I feel bad for you.
I don’ t know, I was having another bad day and that put the icing on the cake. Live and let live, treat others as you would like to be treated and love your partner, man, woman and the like. This lady is clearly lacking something in her own life (maybe a pet dinosaur) she feels the need to chastise others for her own misery.
My thought is this, no matter what, there are going to be people out there that will try to keep you down, try to dictate you life, and try to tell you what they think is right. We just can’t let them, we need to stay true to ourselves and remember that understanding, acceptance, and genuine love for one another is something this world should never be “constantly craving”.
Dandelions to Babes

Out the door, I pick up the pace.
Time to play…no time to waste.
Down the yard, tightrope the curb,
As I zipped up the road, not a “hello” was heard.
Along the path such a pretty site,
Dandelions, Dandelions like a sea of white.
Where did I go you must be starting to ask,
to my childhood friends where my youth was passed.
T’was her mother who greeted me each time at the door,
a humble sweet lady who I will always adore.
I will miss your dear smile for the rest of my days,
miss my best friend’s mother, miss the Dandelions to Babes…RIP




