☆°▪︎ ARROGANCE ADORES YOU ▪︎°☆

How

many

times

will

you

believe

it’s

true . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

it’s

.

n

o

.

surprise

that

you

accent

every

view

.

a

n

d

.

consume

every

room . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it’s

.

n

o

.

surprise

that

your

arrogance

adores

you . . .

.

.

.

 ~ No,

it’s

.

n

o

.

surprise

that

your

arrogance

adores

you . . .

.

.

.

through,

.

a

n

d

.

through,

.

a

n

d

.

through,

.

a

n

d

.

through,

.

a

n

d

.

through . . .

.

.

.

s

o

how

many

times

will

you

believe

it’s

true . . .

.

.

.

How

many

times

will

you

believe

it’s

true . . .

.

.

.

How

many

times

will

you

believe

it’s

true . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

it’s

.

n

o

.

surprise

that

you

accent

every

view

.

a

n

d

.

consume

every

room . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it’s

.

n

o

.

surprise . . .

.

.

.

 ~ No,

it’s

.

n

o

.

surprise…

.

.

.

that

your

arrogance

adores

you . . .

.

.

.

 ~ Yes,

your

arrogance

adores

you . . .

.

.

.

all

the

way

.

d

o

w

n

.

to

your

shoes.

Reflection: The line “your arrogance adores you” came to mind and the rest of the poem quickly wrote itself. I’ve seen several people in my life who fit the description in this poem – I’m sure many people have.

EARN ABOVE AVERAGE GAINS EVEN AS A LOW RISK INVESTOR

Some people have been asking why I’ve been doing so much selling in the stock market lately when there is a strong potential for more gains to come. The reason is I’m taking a lower risk approach this year so as to build on, but not jeopardize, the record gains I had last year (a 164% gain!).

Right now my overall portfolio has earned a little over 9% in only 5 months. And although this lags some of the other major market indexes right now, my goal for the entire year was primarily my end-of-2021 projection for inflation (2.5%). My stretch goal for the entire year was two times that projection (5%). So, I have exceeded both of these by a large margin in just 5 months. So, I certainly don’t want to risk those gains.

As a low risk investor, I am primarily targeting earning at least the realized headline inflation by the end of the year (the Federal Reserve targets core inflation which strips out food and energy but I don’t think that is very realistic – so, I use the headline inflation number as my end-of-year target). Thus, the realized headline inflation would have to end the year above 9% for me to miss my expected target based on the 9%+ I’ve earned to date. And I don’t see that happening.

A secondary target I like to use as a low risk investor is the end-of-year gain of the S&P 500 (SPX) divided by 5. So, if the SPX earns 30% for the year, I would expect to earn about 6%. Likewise, if the SPX loses 30% for the year, I would expect to lose about 6%. Thus, the SPX would have to end the year above 45% for me to miss my expected target based on the 9%+ I’ve earned to date. And I also don’t see that happening.

As of yesterday:

1) the realized headline inflation was 3.5%.

2) the S&P 500 has gained 10.6% this year so far. So, at this point in the year, I would expect a gain of about 2.1%.

So, I have far exceeded both my primary and secondary targets above which means looking for stocks to sell probably makes a lot of sense for me right now.

Since I have far exceeded my annual targets for this year, I am employing a new strategy which involves selling every gain – even if that involves selling partial shares of stocks I own (i.e ., just those shares which have earned gains – those which haven’t I generally continue holding). The only exceptions to this are stocks I think still have potential over the long term given the increased probability of inflation, overheating of the economy, and interest rate increases (e.g., energy, utilities, gold, shorting of bond market, etc.). The reason for this is that investors are not going to wait for the Fed to decide whether or not they want to start addressing these issues (they’ve called much of this transitory meaning they believe these effects will fade over time). Investors are likely to start aggressively positioning themselves as soon as the economic data and other indicators signal these kinds of pressures.   

Hopefully the above helps to give you some insight into how I am performing my investments this year. Most people need to take much higher risk than me so you probably wouldn’t want to use the approach I’m using. But some might.

You’ll be a very successful investor if you observe and learn from what happens and make adjustments to your investing strategies accordingly over time. So, investing strategies can change from time to time. And they should. Especially, when your risk category changes.

You can learn about all of my investing techniques via my “Invest Like a Pro in 10 Minutes a Day!” series of 4 books where you can learn the “end to end” process to investing and gain key investing insights and skills (https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/published-books…/).

Also, you can read all about my stock market activities here: https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/stock-market-activities/

I wish you much success in creating a brighter financial future for yourself, your loved ones, and those who follow.

Happy investing everyone!

#finance #stocks #investing #stockmarket #success

☆°▪︎ THE RECKLESS, RUTHLESS, RIGID ROADS (TRAVELED ALONE BY THOSE WHO “KNOW”) ▪︎°☆

You

might

.

f

e

e

l

.

you

.

a

r

e

.

right,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

that

.

f

o

r

.

sure

.

y

o

u

.

know . . .

.

.

.

 ~ that

.

f

o

r

.

sure

.

y

o

u

.

know . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

do

.

y

o

u

.

really

.

want

.

t

o

.

take

.

t

h

a

t

.

road ?

.

.

.

Do

.

y

o

u

.

really

.

want

.

t

o

.

carry

.

t

h

a

t

.

stone,

.

.

f

r

o

m

.

.

place

.

t

o

.

place,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

home

.

t

o

.

home ?

.

.

.

Do

.

y

o

u

.

really

.

want

.

t

o

.

take

.

t

h

a

t

.

road ?

.

.

.

Do

.

y

o

u

.

really

.

want

.

t

o

.

carry

.

t

h

a

t

.

stone ?

.

.

.

f

o

r

those

.

t

h

a

t

.

do . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

.

f

o

r

.

those

.

t

h

a

t

.

do . . .

.

.

.

increasingly

move

.

t

o

.

travel

alone

.

d

o

w

n

.

cold

.

a

n

d

.

narrow

roads . . .

.

.

.

 ~ they

move

.

t

o

.

travel

alone

.

d

o

w

n

.

cold

.

a

n

d

.

narrow

roads,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

no

longer

.

g

r

o

w

.

or

.

g

o

.

where

fun,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

love,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

joy,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

adventure

flows . . .

.

.

.

 ~ they

.

n

o

.

longer

grow,

.

o

r

.

go

.

w

h

e

r

e

.

fun,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

love,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

joy,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

adventure

flows,

.

.

i

n

.

.

the

wild,

.

o

p

e

n

.

reaches

.

o

f

.

the

unknown . . .

.

.

.

 ~ in

.

t

h

e

.

wild,

.

o

p

e

n

.

reaches

.

o

f

.

the

unknown . . .

.

.

.

where

.

i

t

.

freely

flourishes

.

a

n

d

.

flows . . .

.

.

.

~ where

.

i

t

.

freely

flourishes

.

a

n

d

.

flows . . .

.

.

.

~ where

.

i

t

.

freely

flourishes

.

a

n

d

.

flows . . .

.

.

.

i

n

every

direction,

like

echoes . . .

.

.

.

like

echoes . . .

.

.

.

like

echoes . . .

.

.

.

bouncing

.

i

n

.

all

directions

off

.

o

f

.

those

stone,

cold,

lonesome

roads . . .

.

.

.

 ~ bouncing

.

i

n

.

all

directions

off

.

o

f

.

those

stone,

cold,

lonesome

roads . . .

.

.

.

owned

.

b

y

.

each,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

all,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

every

.

.

o

f

.

.

those

who

.

a

r

e

.

“right,”

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

who

“know . . .”

.

.

.

 ~ owned

.

b

y

.

each,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

all,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

every

.

.

o

f

.

.

those

who

.

a

r

e

.

“right,”

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

who

“know . . .”

.

.

.

 ~ holding

fast

.

t

o

.

those

reckless,

ruthless,

rigid

roads . . .

.

.

.

owned

.

b

y

.

those

.

w

h

o

.

choke

.

a

n

d

.

swallow

home,

after

home,

after

home . . .

.

.

.

soul,

after

soul,

after

soul . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

hope,

after

hope,

after

hope . . .

.

.

.

 ~ they

choke,

.

a

n

d

.

swallow

home,

after

home,

after

home . . .

.

.

.

soul,

after

soul,

after

soul . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

hope,

after

hope,

after

hope . . .

.

.

.

s

o

even

though

.

y

o

u

.

might

.

f

e

e

l

.

you

.

a

r

e

.

“right,”

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

that

.

f

o

r

.

sure

.

y

o

u

.

“know . . .”

.

.

.

ask

yourself

.

i

s

.

that

truly

where

.

y

o

u

.

want

.

t

o

.

go ?

.

.

.

 ~ is

.

t

h

a

t

.

truly

where

.

y

o

u

.

want

.

t

o

.

go ?

.

.

.

just

because

.

y

o

u

.

feel

you

.

a

r

e

.

“right,”

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

that

.

f

o

r

.

sure

.

y

o

u

.

“know.

Reflection: This was a reflective-themed poem that I wrote back in May of 2021 to inspire people to weigh the tradeoffs associated with making judgments and being “right” for much of the time. This poem was inspired by conversations I had with someone who repeatedly stated that he was “right” and everyone else was “wrong.” This has been a common attitude I have frequently observed in political affairs and such.

☆°▪︎ A HAUNTING MEMORY (IT’S NOT EASY) ▪︎°☆

You

used

.

t

o

.

be

.

t

h

e

.

glossy,

glamour

magazine . . .

.

.

.

You

used

.

t

o

.

believe

.

y

o

u

.

had

.

t

o

.

change

everything . . .

.

.

.

You

used

.

t

o

.

believe

.

y

o

u

.

had

.

t

o

.

change

everything . . .

.

.

.

because

.

y

o

u

.

could

.

n

o

t

.

perceive

.

t

h

e

.

beauty . . .

.

.

.

 ~ you

could

.

n

o

t

.

perceive

.

t

h

e

.

beauty,

.

.

s

o

.

.

obvious

.

t

o

.

me . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it

.

w

a

s

.

obvious

.

t

o

.

me . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

even

though

.

I

.

told

.

y

o

u

.

that

.

y

o

u

.

could

.

b

e

.

anyone . . .

.

.

.

 ~ that

.

y

o

u

.

could

.

b

e

.

anything . . .

.

.

.

you

smiled

.

a

n

d

.

laughed,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

tossed

.

y

o

u

r

.

head

back . . .

.

.

.

saying

.

i

f

.

you

.

could

.

n

o

t

.

achieve

.

t

h

e

.

dream . . .

.

.

.

 ~ if

you

could

.

n

o

t

.

live

.

t

h

a

t

.

life

.

o

f

.

peaceful

ease

.

a

n

d

.

prosperity . . .

.

.

.

t

h

e

n

please,

make

.

i

t

.

easy . . .

.

.

.

 ~ please,

.

j

u

s

t

.

make

.

i

t

.

easy,

.

.

y

o

u

.

.

said

.

w

i

t

h

.

a

smile

.

a

n

d

.

a

laugh . . .

.

.

.

 ~ you

said

.

i

t

.

with

.

a

smile

.

a

n

d

.

a

laugh,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

tossed

.

y

o

u

r

.

head

back . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

that

was

.

i

n

.

the

past . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

that

.

w

a

s

.

in

.

t

h

e

.

past . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

now,

there

.

i

s

.

nothing . . .

.

.

.

Now,

there

.

i

s

.

nothing . . .

.

.

.

Now,

there

.

i

s

.

nothing . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

the

haunting:

.

.

.

“Achieve

.

t

h

e

.

dream,

.

.

o

r

.

.

just

.

make

.

i

t

.

easy . . .”

.

.

.

“Achieve

.

t

h

e

.

dream,

.

.

o

r

.

.

just

.

make

.

i

t

.

easy . . .”

.

.

.

“Achieve

.

t

h

e

.

dream,

.

.

o

r

.

.

just

.

make

.

i

t

.

easy . . .”

.

.

.

b

u

t

it’s

.

n

o

t

.

easy . . .

.

.

.

 ~ no,

it’s

.

n

o

t

.

easy,

sleeping

.

w

i

t

h

.

the

memory . . .

.

.

.

 ~ sleeping

.

w

i

t

h

.

the

memory

.

o

f

.

how

things

.

used

.

t

o

.

be . . .

.

.

.

~ of

.

h

o

w

.

things

used

.

t

o

.

be . . .

.

.

.

before

.

y

o

u

.

made

.

i

t

.

easy . . .

.

.

.

before

.

y

o

u

.

made

.

i

t

.

easy . . .

.

.

.

before

.

y

o

u

.

made

.

i

t

.

easy . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

.

.

.

it’s

.

n

o

t

.

easy . . .

.

.

.

 ~ no,

it’s

.

n

o

t

.

easy,

here

.

f

o

r

.

me.

Reflection: This was a melancholy-themed poem that I wrote back in May of 2021. This was written in reflection of those heartbreaking, hopeless souls who can never seem to maintain a positive perspective or rise above the lows – no matter how hard you try to help them. I used the song “Creature Comfort” by Arcade Fire to play in the background at low volume to create the “moodset” for the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.

☆°▪︎ THE SEEMING ETERNITY ▪︎°☆

It

seemed

.

t

o

.

be

a

dream . . .

.

.

.

when

we

.

w

e

r

e

.

dancing

carelessly

.

d

o

w

n

.

those

candied

apple

streets . . .

.

.

.

 ~ we

.

w

e

r

e

.

dancing

carelessly

.

d

o

w

n

.

those

candied

apple

streets

.

o

f

.

never

ending

reverie

.

a

n

d

.

possibility . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

it

was

.

t

h

e

.

seeming

eternity . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

seeming

eternity

.

o

f

.

spring . . .

.

.

.

It

was

.

t

h

e

.

seeming

eternity

.

o

f

.

spring . . .

.

.

.

when

.

w

e

.

entered

.

t

h

a

t

.

dream . . .

.

.

.

dancing

carelessly

.

d

o

w

n

.

those

candied

apple

streets . . .

.

.

.

s

o

happy,

adventurous,

.

a

n

d

.

free . . .

.

.

.

 ~ we

.

w

e

r

e

.

happy,

adventurous,

.

a

n

d

.

free . . .

.

.

.

thinking

this

.

w

a

s

.

the

.

w

a

y

.

things

would

always

be . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

.

w

a

y

.

things

would

always

be . . .

.

.

.

Another

passionate

kiss . . .

.

.

.

Another

feeling

.

o

f

.

bliss . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

then

another . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

then

another . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

then

another . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

then

another . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

e

v

e

r

y

.

day . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

e

v

e

r

y

.

week . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

i

n

.

a

cafe . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

o

n

.

the

street . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

w

i

t

h

.

anxiety . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

w

i

t

h

.

ease . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

t

o

.

you . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

it

could

happen

.

t

o

.

me . . .

.

.

.

only

because . . .

.

.

.

~ because

only

.

i

t

.

seemed

this

was

.

t

h

e

.

way

things

would

always

be . . .

.

.

.

 ~ this

was

.

t

h

e

.

way

things

would

always

be . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

when

you

.

a

r

e

.

young . . .

.

.

.

you

believe

.

i

t

.

just

goes

on

.

a

n

d

.

on . . .

.

.

.

 ~ you

believe

.

i

t

.

just

goes

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it

just

goes

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

until

.

y

o

u

.

realize

you’ve

reached

.

t

h

e

.

end

.

o

f

.

that

song . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

have

only

danced

’til

dawn . . .

.

.

.

 ~ you

.

h

a

v

e

.

only

danced

’til

dawn . . .

.

.

.

when

.

y

o

u

.

realize

there’s

.

s

o

.

many

more

miles

ahead

.

t

h

a

n

.

behind . . .

.

.

.

 ~ there’s

.

s

o

.

many

more

miles

ahead

.

t

h

a

n

.

behind . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

the

miles

get

longer

.

w

i

t

h

.

time . . .

.

.

.

  ~ yes,

.

t

h

e

.

miles

get

longer

.

w

i

t

h

.

time . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

you

have

only

danced

’til

dawn . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

all

.

o

f

.

those

magical

moments,

now

.

a

r

e

.

gone . . .

.

.

.

  ~ yes,

all

.

o

f

.

those

magical

moments,

now

.

a

r

e

.

gone . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

I

miss

.

t

h

a

t

.

dance . . .

.

.

.

that

dawn . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

I

miss

.

t

h

a

t

.

song . . .

.

.

.

  ~ I

miss

.

t

h

a

t

.

song

.

t

h

a

t

.

went

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

on . . .

.

.

.

It

seemed

.

t

o

.

be

a

dream . . .

.

.

.

when

we

.

w

e

r

e

.

dancing

carelessly

.

d

o

w

n

.

those

candied

apple

streets . . .

.

.

.

  ~ we

.

w

e

r

e

.

dancing

carelessly

.

d

o

w

n

.

those

candied

apple

streets

.

i

n

.

the

seeming

eternity . . .

.

.

.

~ the

seeming

eternity

.

o

f

.

spring.

Reflection:  

This poem was inspired by the movie “Before Sunset” (a sequel to “After Sunrise”) and largely reflects the romantic ease frequently experienced in the days of youth – something which starts to get more difficult and far less frequent as we age. We could be awkward and make so many blunders in our days of youth and quickly recover from those, but we tend to become less forgiving with others (and ourselves) as time marches on. I have many fond memories of those early, adventurous days of my life.

I used to song “Good Love” by Zola Blood to play repeatedly in the background at low volume to create the “moodset” for the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.

☆°▪︎ A LIFE OTHERWISE ▪︎°☆

I

sometimes

hold

you

.

i

n

.

my

mind . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

smile,

when

I

look

into

your

eyes . . .

.

.

.

~ I

smile

when

I

look

into

your

eyes . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

fantasize

about

t

h

e

kind

o

f

life

that

together

w

e

might

find . . .

.

.

.

you

.

a

n

d

.

I . . .

.

.

.

~ the

kind

o

f

life

that

together

w

e

might

find . . .

.

.

.

otherwise . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

in

.

m

y

.

life,

.

.

I

.

a

m

.

tightly

tied,

a

n

d

timed,

a

n

d

tried . . .

.

.

.

~ I

.

a

m

.

tightly

tied,

a

n

d

timed,

a

n

d

tried . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

much

o

f

the

time

.

in

.

m

y

.

life . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

when

t

h

e

hours

o

f

daytime

conspire

a

n

d

collide . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

all

o

f

my

twisted

a

n

d

troubled

times

align . . .

.

.

.

it

.

i

s

.

hard

t

o

realize

how

many

weeks,

a

n

d

months,

a

n

d

years

go

by . . .

.

.

.

~ it

.

i

s

.

hard

t

o

realize

how

many

weeks,

a

n

d

months,

a

n

d

years

go

by . . .

.

.

.

in

.

m

y

.

life . . .

.

.

.

s

o

it’s

nice

t

o

know

I

can

almost

feel

just

fine . . .

.

.

.

when

I

invite

y

o

u

into

t

h

e

warming

welcome

o

f

my

mind

a

n

d

smile . . .

.

.

.

thinking

about

t

h

e

next

time . . .

.

.

.

~ I

smile

a

n

d

think

about

t

h

e

next

time . . .

.

.

.

~ the

next

time

.

I

.

w

i

l

l

.

almost

see

t

h

e

wave,

upon

wave,

upon

wave . . .

.

.

.

o

f

want

a

n

d

wonder

i

n

your

eyes . . .

.

.

.

~ the

next

time

.

I

.

w

i

l

l

.

almost

taste

that

warm

b

u

t

wistful

wine . . .

.

.

.

beneath

t

h

e

shimmering

skies

o

f

starshine . . .

.

.

.

~ the

next

time

.

I

.

w

i

l

l

.

almost

hear

y

o

u

sigh . . .

.

.

.

~ your

breath

next

t

o

mine . . .

.

.

.

~ your

breath

next

t

o

mine . . .

.

.

.

b

y

the

seaside . . .

.

.

.

a

s

the

candlelight

dims . . .

.

.

.

dallies . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

dies . . .

.

.

.

~ the

next

time

.

I

.

w

i

l

l

.

ride

t

h

a

t

almost

tide . . .

.

.

.

wild

a

n

d

alive,

tossing

a

n

d

turning,

a

l

l

hours

o

f

the

night . . .

.

.

.

until

I

arrive

a

t

the

shores

o

f

daytime . . .

.

.

.

~ until

I

arrive

a

t

the

shores

o

f

daytime . . .

.

.

.

the

next

time . . .

.

.

.

I

sometimes

hold

you

i

n

my

mind . . .

.

.

.

I

sometimes

hold

you

i

n

my

mind . . .

.

.

.

I

sometimes

hold

you

i

n

my

mind . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

fantasize

about

t

h

e

kind

o

f

life

that

together

w

e

might

find . . .

.

.

.

you

.

a

n

d

.

I . . .

.

.

.

~ I

fantasize

about

t

h

e

kind

o

f

life

that

together

w

e

might

find . . .

.

.

.

otherwise.

Reflection:  This poem is a reflection on those special people you come into contact with that you greatly love and appreciate, and wish you could be with them – but for some reason you just can’t. I’ve had quite a few experiences in my life like that and I’m sure many of you have as well. On the one hand, it’s sad that you can’t be with them but – on the other hand – you can feel content in knowing you were at least able to have that experience for whatever it was.

☆°▪︎ DEEP IN THE SHADE (A PARADE OF GRAY) ▪︎°☆

Are

.

y

o

u

.

going

away . . .

.

.

.

Are

.

y

o

u

.

going

away

again

today . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

it

seems

such

a

heavy

weight

.

t

o

.

sustain . . .

.

.

.

 ~ a

brutal,

binding

ball

.

a

n

d

.

chain,

.

t

o

.

drag

.

d

o

w

n

.

such

narrow

lanes . . .

.

.

.

 ~ to

drag

.

d

o

w

n

.

such

narrow

lanes

.

o

f

.

rage,

.

a

n

d

.

pain,

.

a

n

d

.

change,

where

.

y

o

u

.

feel

.

t

h

e

.

need

.

t

o

.

run

away . . .

.

.

.

 ~ where

.

y

o

u

.

feel

.

t

h

e

.

need

.

t

o

.

run

away,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

find

a

way

.

t

o

.

escape

that

ghastly,

gray

parade . . .

.

.

.

 ~ that

ghastly,

gray

parade

.

o

f

.

blame,

.

a

n

d

.

shame,

.

a

n

d

.

everything

.

t

h

a

t

.

remains

.

i

n

.

yesterday . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

everything

.

t

h

a

t

.

remains

.

i

n

.

yesterday . . .

.

.

.

It

happens

every

day . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it

happens

every

day

when

.

t

h

e

.

mood

.

i

s

.

gray . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

again

today,

I

.

c

a

n

.

hear

.

t

h

o

s

e

.

engines

.

o

f

.

escape,

begin

.

t

o

.

burn

.

a

n

d

.

blaze . . .

.

.

.

They

burn

.

a

n

d

.

blaze . . .

.

.

.

They

burn

.

a

n

d

.

blaze . . .

.

.

.

They

burn

.

a

n

d

.

blaze . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

race

.

d

o

w

n

.

that

runway . . .

.

.

.

~ they

race

.

d

o

w

n

.

that

runway . . .

.

.

.

i

n

furious

pursuit

.

o

f

.

better

days

.

a

n

d

.

faraways . . .

.

.

.

i

n

furious

pursuit

.

o

f

.

better

days

.

a

n

d

.

faraways,

deep

.

i

n

.

the

shade . . .

.

.

.

 ~ deep

.

i

n

.

the

shade . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

without

a

name.

Reflection: This was a reflective-themed poem I wrote. The opening lines came to me while sitting on my balcony relaxing. This poem is really about the many methods and ways people frequently use to escape their present life circumstances.

I refined this poem using the song “Came Here to Forget” by Blake Shelton playing in the background at low volume to create the “moodset” for this poem. The song really seemed to fit. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.

☆°▪︎ HAUNTED BY A SMILE ▪︎°☆

I

saw

t

h

e

smile

behind

those

eyes

a

n

d

the

starshine

beyond

t

h

a

t

smile . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

saw

the

starshine

beyond

t

h

a

t

smile . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

I

should

h

a

v

e

tried

o

r

at

least

s

a

i

d

“hi” . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

should

h

a

v

e

tried

o

r

at

least

s

a

i

d

“hi”

o

r

even

waited

awhile

until

t

h

e

time

felt

right . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

should

have

waited

awhile

until

t

h

e

time

felt

right . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

it’s

always

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

it’s

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

than

to

b

e

haunted

by . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it’s

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it’s

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

than

to

b

e

haunted

by . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

now . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

now . . .

.

.

.

the

hours

o

f

wine

become

wide . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

hours

o

f

wine

become

wide . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

you’re

w

i

t

h

me

all

t

h

e

time.

Reflection: The opening lines came to me while listening to a country song and it pretty much wrote itself within minutes. I later refined it using the song “Somewhere With You” by Kenny Chesney playing in the background at low volume to create the “moodset” while refining this poem. The song really seemed to fit. So, if you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.

HAPPINESS/SUCCESS TIP: IF YOU WANT A BRIGHTER FUTURE, THEN INVEST IN IT… AND THIS IS ABOUT SO MUCH MORE THAN JUST MONEY

In order to achieve longstanding happiness and success in life and to create the brighter future and the life you really, really want, you must be willing to make short-term sacrifices in order to create your most desired longer-term future – and anything and everything that might include for you (and others in your life). And this is about so much more than just money.

Do you want to live a long and healthy life so you can spend more quality time with those you love and appreciate, create memorable experiences, and live a life full of freedom, peace, and independence for the remaining years and decades of your life? Well, then you probably need to mindfully invest in yourself by engaging in fitness activities and making healthy lifestyle choices. Sure, it might seem a bit painful and time consuming right now, but like most investments, it will really pay off over the longer term.

Do you have a dream that you really want to achieve or a cause where you really want to make a difference? Well, then you probably need to mindfully invest by performing the research, gaining the skills, and defining and taking the steps needed to achieve that. Sure, it might seem a bit painful right now, in terms of all the time and effort you might have to put in but, again, like most investments, it will really pay off in the long run.

Are there people in your life you would like to strengthen your relationships with or have you a strong desire to create a future relationship with a special someone? Well, then you probably need to mindfully invest by creating the balance you need in life so that you can mindfully participate in those relationships and take steps towards creating new relationship(s). Sure, things might seem a bit distant and awkward right now, but if you take regular, consistent steps to participate more in the relationships which matter most to you and position yourself for creating new relationships then, again, like most investments, it can really pay off over the longer term.

Do you want to achieve a sense of financial freedom in your life? Well, then you probably need to mindfully invest by getting in the practice of automatically saving 20% of everything you earn, developing and living with a sense of financial discipline, and learning how to invest and manage your money. Sure, you might not be able to live that exciting, lavish lifestyle filled with luster, experiences, and adventure right now but, again, like most investments, it will really pay off over the long run.

Are there any life experiences you really want for yourself? Well, then you probably need to mindfully invest by defining and taking steps to achieve that. Sure, it might seem a bit painful right now, in terms of all the time and effort you might have to put in but, again, like most investments, it will really pay off over the longer term.

And the above are just five broad categories of investment kinds of examples. There are several others we could come up with.

Lastly, don’t forget about the cross effects. For example, if you live an unhealthy lifestyle, do you suppose that could affect your finances, your relationships in terms of your abilities to inspire and actively participate, and the energy you have available to put towards the dreams you desire to achieve, the life experiences you would like to have, or the causes you would like to make a difference in? You better believe it might.

So, invest in yourself and invest in your future. And start today. Get in the practice of making all of the small sacrifices needed today, tomorrow, and all along the way so that you can achieve the brighter future you really, really want.

This and other happiness and self-improvement related tips are provided throughout my self-help oriented books: https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/published-books…/

#selfimprovement #selfhelp #selfdevelopment #intention #fulfillment #success #inspiration #happiness #mindfulness #peace #investment #love #relationships

☆°▪︎ YESTERDAY’S RACEWAYS (AND ALLEYWAY SHADES) ▪︎°☆

Yesterday,

I

knew

.

t

h

e

.

way . . .

.

.

.

Yesterday,

I

lived

.

a

t

.

such

a

pace . . .

.

.

.

that

even

average,

ordinary

.

d

a

y

s

.

smiled,

.

a

n

d

.

gave

a

warm

.

a

n

d

.

welcome

embrace . . .

.

.

.

 ~ they

smiled

.

a

n

d

.

gave

a

warm

.

a

n

d

.

welcome

embrace . . .

.

.

.

yesterday . . .

.

.

.

Yesterday,

I

.

h

a

d

.

a

face . . .

.

.

.

Yesterday,

I

.

h

a

d

.

a

name . . .

.

.

.

Yesterday,

I

.

h

a

d

.

a

place . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

I

.

h

a

d

.

a

face . . .

.

.

.

I

.

h

a

d

.

a

name . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

I

.

h

a

d

.

a

place

.

i

n

.

yesterday . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

I

sailed

those

raceways

.

a

n

d

.

runaways

.

i

n

t

o

.

getaway

grays

.

a

n

d

.

alleyway

shades . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

sailed

those

raceways

.

a

n

d

.

runaways

.

i

n

t

o

.

getaway

grays

.

a

n

d

.

alleyway

shades . . .

.

.

.

way

.

b

a

c

k

.

when . . .

.

.

.

 ~ when

I

thought

.

.

I

.

w

a

s

.

only

changing

lanes . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

thought

I

.

w

a

s

.

only

changing

lanes . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

then

everything

changed . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

everything

changed . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

now,

those

always

.

a

n

d

.

forever

endless,

summer

days

.

o

f

.

ravishing

rays

.

a

n

d

,

glimmering

grace

have

.

a

l

l

.

been

erased

.

a

n

d

.

replaced . . .

.

.

.

 ~ they

have

.

a

l

l

.

been

erased

.

a

n

d

.

replaced,

.

b

y

.

pain,

.

a

n

d

.

rage,

.

a

n

d

.

blame,

.

a

n

d

.

shame . . .

.

.

.

 ~ they

have

.

a

l

l

.

been

erased

.

a

n

d

.

replaced

.

b

y

.

pain,

.

a

n

d

.

rage,

.

a

n

d

.

blame,

.

a

n

d

.

shame . . .

.

.

.

s

o

nothing

.

f

r

o

m

.

those

.

d

a

y

s

.

remain . . .

.

.

.

 ~ no,

nothing

still

remains

.

f

r

o

m

.

those

days

.

o

f

.

young

.

a

n

d

.

tender

age

.

a

n

d

.

grace . . .

.

.

.

 ~ no,

nothing

still

remains . . .

.

.

.

 ~ no,

nothing

still

remains . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

nothing

seems

.

t

h

e

.

same . . .

.

.

.

today.

Reflection: This was a popular personal struggle-themed poem that I wrote back in March of 2021 where the affected party looks back on a simple, wonderful life he or she might have had in the past but strayed far away from that by going down the wrong path for many, many years to the point there was no way to get to get back to that. So, it only lives in taunting, haunting memory.

I used the song “Wild Time (Rough Trade Session)” by Weyes Blood playing in the background at low volume to create the “moodset” for this poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.