Moshpit Marsha

Myspace

Today I finally sent Christian a message in myspace. I commented on his pictures. I just could not help myself

posted by moshpitmarsha @ 7:15 PM 0 comments

This Summer

This summer has been one of blessing and discovery. Some things would have been nice if they turned out differently. However oh well what is done is done. The Lord however allowed me to discover some things that I might not have had the opportunity to discover though had I had been working. Sure the money w0uld have been nice but I would not have discovered just the reason behind this continuous frustration of not finding my niche. Curiosity did not hurt either. It is because my curiosity that I discovered what really made me tick and the reason behind my uniqueness. This experience of discovering how I tick with a more thorough explanation of those crazy situations I have found myself in contributed to my summer of discovery.

In addition I had the opportunity last month to get away for a fews days. I traveled with my family to Eastern Ohio for The Hollingsworth 100th family reunion. Those four days were a blast. At this reunion I learned quite a bit about my heritage. I especially enjoyed learning about Mary Martha Titus Hollingsworth and the legacy she left behind. Perhaps God might have given me the opportunity to pick up on her legacy. The reunion also enabled me to catch up with my cousin Sarah who I have not seen in 12 years. I also met her husband DJ. I really enjoyed all the family time that weekend. The reunion included many activities including a talent show. I decided to share one of my poems. I especially got the nerve after hearing how Mary Martha wrote poetry many years ago. I am quite proud of the legacy Mary Martha and Martin left behind. I hope I carry on this legacy to my children as well.

This summer might have been disappointing in that I wish I found some lucrative work. However, at least I have a poem published on dyspraxiausa.org. My summer has been more complete than last year. Too bad I cannot forget the stupidity and absurdity of last year. However that is another story.

On a final note it would be great if I started getting interviews that turned into potential job offers. Oh well, perhaps the Lord is directing me to places to explore more of myself. Next Wednesday I am going to start volunteering with The Zone. Finally it would be nice if Mr. Right were to come w/i the next few months. Hopefully the Lord will bring someone in my life.

posted by moshpitmarsha @ 6:49 PM 0 comments

Wildflower

There is a wildflower
Out there

The wild flower
Is a reminder
Of this regret
That has exhibited
Itself with much fret
Especially after
What all happened

The wild flower
Is there
Because of a seed
Planted last year
Talk about deceit

Watered by late night emails
And a few night talks

What a waste

Not worthy of time
In this thing called
Reality

Why even dare
To really care

Yet it’s all done
What’s done is done

So much for this “fun”
All right
It was fun
For a season

This thing last year
Began to disappear
Before the first winds
Of Autumn
No need to dwell

But the wild flower
Is still there
The flower
However
Is wild

Not cultivated
By honesty, respect, and adoration
Instead cultivated by deceit
And fueled by loneliness and the desire for attention
Yet not the real thing

This whole thing was a game
It could be worse
The flower is wild
Yet not completely a weed
For forgiveness and mercy cultivated it
However it is still a wild flower
For it was not meant to be
And it was just a game

posted by moshpitmarsha @ 6:47 PM 0 comments

At this time next year

Next year at this time, I would like to be married to whoever God sends my way as my true love. I hope to have a baby before I turn 34. In order for that to happen obviously prince charming needs to sweep me off my feet. We need to go the altar and then we can marry, and live happily ever after for God's glory.

posted by moshpitmarsha @ 5:27 PM 0 comments

Can't Forget/

Tonight I am listening online to I Love My Work. I must say a lot has happened w/i last yr. Last yr, I was treating a major heartache which I never want to deal with again. There are some things that one can not forget unfortunately. I wonder if there are reasons.

I can't forget the way people viewed me or treated me. Should I even give a damn?

I cannot forget the way I was played. I can forgive, however I don't want to get stuck in that mess again. I learned that lesson once before.

posted by moshpitmarsha @ 5:20 PM 0 comments