jayforte
When its early or late, I can’t see outside. It’s dark and that means the outside just hides. My window shows me the things that are new. When I look out my window I see cars drive by. When I look out of my window I see wind in the trees. The branches all dance as it moves through the leaves. When I look out of my window, I see rain and some snow. The cars and the trucks have to go really slow. When I look out my window, I see people walking. With arms always moving – they never stop talking. And they always do smile and wave right back at me. When I look out my window, I see kids on the bus. Laughing and talking with so much to discuss. When I look out my window I see men who are mowing the yards and the grass that never stops growing. When I look out of my window, I see squirrels and some birds They get a lot done without using our words. When I look out my window I see big and small dogs I see all sorts of birds and some snakes and some frogs. When I look out my window, I see flowers so bright. Red and dark blue, yellow, orange and some white. When I look out my window, thick clouds and some thinner, Go racing by, now who is the winner? When I look out my window, I see runners jog They run in the rain, in the wind and the fog. When I stand at my window, something important I see, Dad’s car comes in view, coming home to see me. I spend time at my window, stand still and don’t race. This is my special and very remarkable place. To watch all that happens and to learn about me. There is so much to watch, to notice and see. So I stand at my window and take it all in. I watch, look and listen, and take life for a spin.
This article was written by Jay Forte Click HERE to Learn more about Jay’s work
No matter your work – if you build, write or fly. No matter your race – if you’re a girl or a guy. No matter if you’re bold, or tall or just shy We show up each day, under the same great big sky. Some try to say, that they know what’s right. They push and control – they do things with might. Some say, “Be like us or we can’t let you in.” “And we don’t really like the the color of your skin.” Some feel they were born better, more important or greater. Some think it’s okay to be a big hater Of people who are different, and those not so spry, But we all live right here, under the same great big sky. Some think they are better by the things that they own Where they shop, what they buy, or how well they are known. They compare and complain about all of the others. They forget that down deep we are all truly brothers. Not one of us is more special, not one wins the prize. Not one has more value, or a right to despise. Not one has more worth – let me just simplify, We each show up now, under the same great big sky. We are all different – the face, skin and the nose; The successes and failures, the highs and the lows. Know it and live it; it’s yours and its mine. You are amazing, great, awesome and blest. You have strengths and big gifts, just like all of the rest. If we’re all so amazing, I have to ask why We can’t get along, under this one great big sky? No matter the skills, or gender or race. It belongs to us all, not some, not a few. We all really matter. Me, him, her and you. When you look at another don’t find fault and take part In judging, critiquing. Focus more on their heart. See they are trying to live and get by Hoping and dreaming, under our one great big sky. Make room in your space for those who don’t share Your approach to this life and about what you care. Imagine if you will – you can if you choose – A world where all matter, not one where some lose. What has to change in you and in me To live in a world where we all get to be Just who we are, with no need to be shy Living together, under our one great big sky? If you see someone living with treatment unjust, One who is struggling – pay attention – we must. Tune in to notice what’s really there. Reach out, go help, and be ready to care. We each get to be here, to work hard and try No matter our race, whether a girl or a guy. No matter our work, if we build, write or fly; To be our best selves, under our one great big sky. So, look just above at this space big and wide. It’s there for us ALL; it’s there to provide. We each get this space, this time and this life. Respect it and share it, don’t bring on the strife. Show up on purpose! Be here! Don’t be shy! Let’s all make some room, under our one great big sky.
This article was written by Jay Forte Click HERE to Learn more about Jay’s work.
You and I are just not the same; You are so wild and I am all tame. You are so tall and I show up short. You like the game shows, I just like sports. You like all meats and I eat just greens. You read great books and I like to dream. Your hair is wavy, straight is what’s mine; Your best number is 6 and for me it’s a nine. You like to run and you love to race, I like to walk at a much slower pace. Your music is Bach and mine is the Boss, Your pasta has butter, I like mine with a sauce. You eyes are deep blue; mine are all brown. You like the city, I love the small town. You are so strong, from time at the gym. I take long walks, that’s how I stay trim. You love the summer, the heat and the breeze. I love the fall with the bright-colored leaves. You love to eat and I love to cook. You would never, ever, be found with a book. You speak a language that rolls all your r’s I could spend days just dreaming of cars. Your skin is dark, mine is much lighter; You are a lover and I am a fighter. You go to college and I work at night. You like movies that bring on some fright. You like to earn money, I like to invent. Hotels are for you, but for me it’s a tent. Fancy is your choice, mine is just plain. You like the sun, but give me the rain. I see all these things that make you not me. So different we are, there just can not be One thing that unites us, one thing for us all – One thing that never makes us feel small. But wait! I see it. It is really bright. That one thing, that something, that makes us unite. The more that I watch, pay attention and see, You are actually more, not less, just like me. We’ve been taught to see differences, to make us all hate, To see what is wrong, and not see what is great. But inside our outsides, we’re really alike. We want the same things; we want a great life. The one thing that we, really do share – A need to be loved and a need for great care. To feel valued and important, to live and let be, To move through this life and live really free. See, life makes us different so we each have our place. Differences help us find our own space. Differences should never make us act greater Than anyone else – don’t be a big hater. Look past the differences that let us be us. Look past the things that create all the fuss. Look past the height and look past the weight. Look past the skin, the hair and those traits. Look past where they’re from, what language they speak Look past their habits and if they’re a geek. Look past their jobs, their careers and their work. Look past their hobbies, their interests and quirks. Look past their religion and what they believe. Look past their competitive need to achieve. Look instead, in each other, to see what is great. The kind heart, the love - see these kinds of traits. Look for their passion, their joy and delight; Look for their spirit, their inner great light. See that down deep they are really like you. Trying to be honest and loving and true. See me as different, then see me the same; Get past my outside and see my true flame. I’m different about things that create all the chatter. But I am just like you for the things that do matter. I’m human like you and one wish to define, A life that is happy and loving for all time.
This article was written by Jay Forte Click HERE to Learn more about Jay’s work.
Every morning is great, never a dark thunder cloud. Every morning starts new, with wagging so proud. Not worried about fashion, Facebook or the Benz. Not wondering if today, things will all go their way. But present in each moment of each blessed day.
Dogs don’t need much – they all just want love, Add some good food, and a family to be part of. Not much more – no high expectations; They want some attention and moments to share Their spirit, their wisdom, and how much they care.
Then, there are we humans with lives oh so rough. All worried and nervous about having enough stuff. We get challenged by looks, comments and frowns; We get upset, sad and all versions of downs. Little things upset us and lead us astray,
We have our couldas and wouldas and things that we ought From voices of others, from things we’ve been taught. The world takes us down with our focus on lack, On limits and problems and meaningless yack.
We don’t see what dogs see – a new view each day, To have fun, to live life, to be happy and play. Tune in to those eyes that have no conditions, And the tails that wag without any suspicions. Tune in to the greeting, delivered on demand. Tune in to the love, given so freely, so grand.
There is much to learn from the Pug or the Lab,
There are just some days that I am really seeing That dogs are way smarter than we human beings.
This article was written by Jay Forte Click HERE to Learn more about Jay’s work.
