i point my finger to the sky and look to His LIGHT.
Being high on life is the only alternative for me. Living in a intoxicated state with mind altering narcotics has never been my thing. I had family members who fought the battle against drunken demons and I know what the face of addiction looks like. It is a face that is dimly distorted from the inability to cope with life and its challenges. But drugs and alcohol are not the only things we use to cover up the pain. The faces of power, sex and food are other disfigured images that we encounter everyday in our mirror of life. Addiction is a cunning camellia that slithers on its belly like a snake as it sneaks around the chicken coop looking for an egg to steal.
Sometimes the darkest times in life were caused by discouragement. What kept me from staying down was my attitude about life and how it revolves around the people, places and things that pour a light of revelation into my being. Remember, attitude determines altitude. Darkness still finds a place to hide in the inward soul of us all, but when hit with the light of faith, the murky hiding places of evil shriek in fear and defeat. Are you ready to be drunk with the biggest inner light beer of your life?
Let's go have a party.
I imagine myself in a bright room surrounded with all of my friends. Every party goer is lit with happiness from head to their tune tapping toe. It is a spiritual shining where there are no walls and no over indulgence of debilitating vices. Those who enter my personal party space will have to leave their crutches at the door. Oh yea, and bring your Songlasses. There is a spiritual shining that will fill the room because we will be lit and living the dream. Let's dance!!!
What is your room filled with? My joy is found in the spirit and flight of the firefly who when present, will illuminate everything it touches. I am emboldened by those who's common allegiance is to light up their world. Darkness will not take hold my firefly friends. Even in the dark, with eyes closed, victory is found in the restful hours of sleep. For in rest, the dream is so sweet. I will not slumber with the wine of sorrow but will wake in the morning to take a drink of the divine cocktail of light. I will rise to live in the heights. I WANNA GET LIT.