Digital Art, Short Stories

Familiar face

I’ve seen his face before… Perhaps on this same train… Not sure. I’ve always been drawn to him – to his face, not out of attraction but because of its peculiar shape – an upside down pear.

“What an oddly shaped head! ” I’ve always thought. But then I reconsider, ” what if he thinks my head is oddly shaped too? ” Then I smiled as I pondered my silliness and remembered that we were all beautifully and wonderfully made by our Almighty creator.

He made us different so we could learn to appreciate diversity. He made us different so we can understand the depth of his beauty. He made us different, each one of us unique – special in our own way.

So the next time I see that familiar face I will see it in a new way – – something beautiful – – a work of art!


Contents written December 11 2014

Originally published December 22 2014

Image by Moylom Enterprises

Copyright © 2019 Moylom Art Studio


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Short Stories

Who knew getting dirty could feel so good?

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“I was a kid. There was dirt. We met and fell in love. The end”

Haha, I love that line!
Falling in love is a beautiful thing – – even if it is with dirt! Loving and appreciating nature and knowing it so intimately is, in my opinion, the way our Creator intended for us to be one with the gifts He so meticulously designed for us to cherish, care for and ultimately enjoy!

Have a great day in the dirt as we welcome Spring ^_^

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ORIGINALLY POSTED ON:

https://storyshucker.wordpress.com/2015/04/26/get-dirty/

GET DIRTY

I’m going to be dirty today.

As a kid, Mama often met me on the back stoop as I came in from playing outside. With a broom in her hand she’d have me slowly turn in a circle while she brushed dirt from my blue jeans. She wasn’t against sweeping my bare legs either if I happened to be wearing shorts.

“Don’t bring that mess in this house.” She’d say. “Did you plan to get dirty?”

Well no. I hadn’t planned to. I was a kid. There was dirt. We met and fell in love. The end.

I remembered that this morning as I thought about where to plant some things in the yard. I still love dirt. Not potting soil in shiny garden-center bags. I don’t care for the sterile smell of plastic and perlite. I love real dirt. Earth.

One of the finest smells of spring is that first whiff of good clean soil. Sealed in by…

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Contents compiled: April 26 2015  |  Copyright 2015  Moylom Enterprises


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My feeble mind

My feeble mind cannot comprehend your abundant wisdom. But I seek to know you, to be more like you, to understand you.

Psalm: 27. 11. Teach me thy way, O LORD, and lead me in a plain path, …  – Bible Offline

I know not if I will live to see tomorrow so I live the best I can today hoping to draw closer to you.

Psalm: 27. 14. Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD. – Bible Offline

I fall down,  a lot, like an infant still learning to walk, but you are there to pick me up and hold my hand –guiding my every step. Like the adoring parent you are,  you never leave my side.

Psalm: 25. 4. Shew me thy ways, O LORD; teach me thy paths. 5. Lead me in thy truth, and teach me: for thou art the God of my salvation; on thee do I wait all the day. – Bible Offline

Speak to me oh God

Show me your glory

May your words rest on my heart

And enlighten my soul

Help me to be still

So I may hear your voice


Contents written: Jan 12 2015. Edited Feb 1 2015, Feb 15 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises


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Ache

Image source: Digital Art by Moylom Enterprises
Image source: Digital Art by Moylom Enterprises

You know my every need

You’ve fulfilled my unspoken desires

And disregarded impulsive wants

For you know they profit me only for a moment

But will never satisfy my internal longing for something more

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Fill my heart with your love now and always

Radiate your warmth in and around me

Move me to new heights that pull me closer to you

And catch me when I’m falling into bouts of despair

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I ache for you to be in my life always

For you are my EVERYTHING!


This poem/prayer was inspired by the Crossword clue: syllable after head or belly (4 letters)  🙂



Contents written: August 19 2015  |  Edited: August 22 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises | Copyright © Inner Ramblings Boulevard 2017


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Voices Upstairs

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Voices upstairs, new to my ears.
You once spoke softly
In the wee hours of the morning,
Lovingly I assumed,
But now you yell,
Punctuating my morning slumber
With loud,  angry words
I cannot understand.

There is tension in my shoulders now,
Which travels down to my inner being.
It brings back memories of a time
I have long chosen to forget —
A time in my childhood I vowed never to repeat
But unfortunately could not escape.

To escape your loud rants though,
I rise and begin my day —
Praying for peace of mind —
My mind —
But perhaps I should pray for your peace as well.

Time passes —
I am no longer in my room,
And so your noise escapes me for a moment.
Then without really noticing,
There is silence again,
For it seems one of you
Has left for the day.

Gone one,
I silently wish your return be met with peace.
May you both rise tomorrow
Speaking softly like you once did,
In loving tones,
Reminding me of happier childhood times
When my parents carried on in like manner.
Well wishes to you both,  new neighbors …

 

*  Originally published May 2015


Contents written: May 25 2015 | Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises.


Short Stories

Why we repeat history…

Why do we repeat our past? Is it because we did not learn the lessons we were meant to learn from our trials and experiences? Or is it because we somehow forgot those lessons learned? What ever the reason, we tend to revisit our past to find answers, to gain perspective, to see where we were and to decipher how far we’ve come. If, however, we thought we were moving forward only to discover we’ve gone full circle and ended up right back where we started, then it may be time to take a closer look at the steps we took and perhaps try a different path.

Granted that during our analysis we sometimes find patterns and similarities that are downright astounding, often we have to go back and analyze before we can fully appreciate or understand how to move forward. In the past, we may have dismissed an event as simply a coincidence. But under careful scrutiny we may discover that several similar incidents have occurred. So was it actually just happenstance or a subconscious choice we made based on some truth we unknowingly seek?

A person with unresolved issues with his/her parent may unknowingly choose a mate with many of the characteristics as that parent and attempt to make that relationship work as a way of correcting the parent-child dysfunction of the past. But often enough the relationship doesn’t work because the person is faced with the same series of problems with no clue of how or why things are going wrong or how to fix things. One solution would be to simply dismiss it as bad luck and plow ahead to the next relationship in hopes that new one would work. Others may say, let the past remain in the past and happily leave their baggage locked away. But my obsessive, compulsive, detail-oriented need-to-know nature is forcing me to deal with this head on — to go back to the source, the parent, to try to find resolution there. Or if complete resolution cannot be found, then at least the healing process would have begun. The hardest part is taking the first step back to a painful period but as hard as it is sometimes it has to be done.

I am at that point now! I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how to start, I don’t know if this time my voice would be heard and I don’t know if going back will actually help or if it can somehow make things worse. Should I write a letter? Should I call? Should I meet in person? I don’t yet have the answers to any of these questions but I do know that I’ve procrastinated about this for years and now I don’t think I can put this off any longer. My only wish is that God put the right words in my mouth and speak on my behalf. I NEED to heal…I NEED to break free of this burden…I NEED to move forward for myself and for my sanity.

A good friend said to me recently, that our past comes back to haunt us when there is unfinished business to be resolved — kind of like ghosts in horror movies. He may have a point! Without closure the ghost of unresolved issues will continue to haunt my soul.


Contents written: 10/2/2010  |  Copyright 2014 Moylom Enterprises | Copyright © Inner Ramblings Boulevard 2017


Short Stories

Finding Peace…

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Surviving adversity requires strength. Where your strength comes from is entirely up to you, however, mine comes from God.

Psalms Chapter 121

1 (A Song of degrees.) I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.

2 My help [cometh] from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.

Of late I’ve been experiencing a sense of peace and calm that I haven’t felt in a very long time — so long that it was almost unrecognizable —  I thought I was ill!  But then, when no symptoms of illness presented and I realized my attitude in certain situations was different than normal, I began to understand what was happening — I was changing!

Remember how scared, out of place and disoriented you felt the first week at your new job? But when you finally started figuring things out the tension subsided and you started to settle in and feel more comfortable? Well that sense of comfort is what I’m feeling right now. The pieces are finally starting to fit together, I am finally understanding the role I’m supposed to play and I feel less overwhelmed by my responsibilities. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief for I have found a sense of peace.

Psalms Chapter 30

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

12 To the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

Thank you God for bestowing this mercy upon me. I am forever grateful!


Contents written January 16, 2015  |  Originally published: January 16 2015  |  Copyright © 2015-2016  Moylom Enterprises