Of Alabama Winters

Through the day it grows warmer, the winter coat unneeded
Warnings of weather are often unheeded
The sun is shining....dormant grass glistens gold
Through humidity and wind another saga is told.

The rains pierce the air, to the sirens' shrill sound
the lightning cracks, hail beats the ground
the lights sweep out... daylight drains to night
in a vacuum of silence fear swirls into fright

The sky screams in alarm, but the herald is late
The damage is done, in the dark all await
Catatonic shock, rasping gasps for air,
ozone overwhelms those surviving there.


100 year oaks twisted, toppled and drowned
debris from countryside litters the ground.
Peace arrives then the panic ensues
Of Alabama Winters tantamount news.

Loss...

I lost a dear friend recently.  A friend who knew well my faults, my loves, many secrets and shared much of my disappointment and success.  I never really got to say good bye...or a final thank you for being my friend....and taking that time, which for her turned out to be scarce and limited, .....and the energy that one offers when giving their love and friendship.

Thank you Heather Vaughn, for the memories, the smiles, the laughs...the many questions you asked that I had no youthful answers for.  Perhaps you have you answers now....  R. I. P. and one day I will rejoin you in the Sea...and perhaps we'll rediscover Atlantis together....

Deeper thoughts on Consequences

Once upon a time there was a gifted young lady who started a business that began to do very well.  The said young lady hired a book keeper to help run the business by taking care of accounts receivable, payable, taxes and payroll et.  The book keeper felt her role was very significant and believed that she had built herself an indispensible role within the business and had become critical for its continued success.  However, the business was a service business and the owner, an artist. It was the desire of her foundation and talent that was the draw for the services rendered.  The quality of the product she produced was far superior to the competition. 

A couple of years into the business, the upswing continued...But the relationship between the book keeper and business owner had strained for various reasons the primary being the fact that the book keeper could not justify the quantity of hours worked and/or needed to complete the book keeping services. The owner begin to question the expenses and felt taken advantage of.   So, the book keeper became very vindictive.  She called the IRS, and being an accountant knew just what to do and say to cause an audit, a freeze on the business owners business and personal assets and eventually caused the business to have to close after only 5 years.  The Business owners credit was ruined. Her family was severely impacted financially, they were forced to over pay for loan sharks just to drive a car, and even work 4 jobs between the woman and the man to support their two children.  They went through years of suffering..years of harassment from the IRS.  It took over 20 years to get the tax lien off of her credit. This action literally ruined her life, eventually destroyed her marriage and changed the route of the whole families future. 

Was this jealousy?  Was the outcome deserved?  What could have been was never achieved and the actions of one bitter co-worker destroyed the entire future of another....and impacted the lives of a family.  Hate is a bitter card to play....and vengence is one game everyone should walk away from. 

That was almost 30 years ago...the vengence of that one book keeper broke the hearts of many...by creating....then reporting a tax problem to purpose hurt someone else.  HOW SAD! 

People need a chance....don't sweat the little things....walk away...Only you can find your place in the sun...step out of the shade...move around till you find it....but don't block someone elses sunshine with your shadow...We only have this one life...live but most importantly let others have their chance at life as well....I wouldn't want to be the book keeper when she finds out ...her Choice of action
affected adversely  the life of soooo many.....and yes...there is such thing as TOO LATE....

Where does all the bitterness come from...?

Deep Thoughts about the notable change in Corporate Cultures' adverse effect on the American economy?

    As the Baby Boomers retire, step aside and hand their world over to Gen X (Y and Z) the cultural anthropologist in me can not help but realize the obvious change in work attitude, ethics, lack of loyalty, confidentiality and respect for one another.... as well as authority. The Puritan work ethic has morphed into more of a stab in the back, tattle tail, bite the hand that feeds you.. coupled with a strange sort of competitive paranoia experienced by the younger generations...... especially when an older co-worker exhibits a wisdom that only time can bestow..(then they "the young ones" whisper ill and hateful words behind the old man or woman's back)....odd...

HAS our over endulgement and sense of entitlement led our children to believe that the 2 cars in a garage and a chicken in every pot should be Ferrari's?..... and the chicken? a Cornish Hen for each dinner guest?  Perhaps the reason is that it is only now,  in their young adult hood, that they finally learn the life lessons like "Some children are left behind" and perhaps for a good reason....just maybe it only appears they are left behind because their own heart led them in another direction, or their true talent lies somewhere within the dust of the "arts in education" budget cuts, most of which were transferred to eager paper pushers, instinctively stabbing each other in the back for the valued "budget dollars" diverted to "SPECIAL education" so no one is "left behind"... way to chase your tail!

    Perhaps that's why the unemployment rate is so high...we all must conform within the bell curve of the latest trend in education and societal reform and that's where the jobs aren't?   ......  Cookie Cutter education? A misunderstood, redefined Corporate Culture....A Global economy with an identity crisis? Is there a connection?  

     We scream we are all better because of diversity!....then lets be Diverse!  We are all the best ....  at what we love most!   John, Jill, James, Joan, Jane and Julius....will never be identical...lets "let go"....so they can find their way.... It is our job as parents, mentors, bosses, educators....to simply point to the door...They are the only ones who can walk through it.

    "T'is the time in our lives when most of the world...no longer accepts us as we are....we've relentlessly spun in circles for ....revolving, rotating,....evolving, notating... that all around us has been replaced with a future that we conceived, birthed, raised and retired into the hands of our children who can not relate to concepts of invention that created us, it and them."      Pam Robinson Porterfield

RUDE PEOPLE

TODAY, I MET AN EXTREMELY CONDESCENDING, RUDE AND DOWNRIGHT HATEFUL WOMAN.  I WOULD (a- hemmm, I won't yell anymore) ..... assume...according to her demeaner...I am not the only one who feels this way about her.... I hope that I ....and I will strive harder from this moment foward to live my life so that no one will ever have to experience the unpleasant and upsetting emotions she created in me.  It is true...we plant what we sow...AND to quote John Lennon "Instant Karma's gonna get you"....so I now lay my broken heart and wounded spirit down at the feet of the Almighty Healer and press on .....   even though I'd like to be pressing out her mean wrinkly spirit with a hot iron on an ironing board....

Ordering Information for my new Book "Cross my Heart"

Cross my Heart: A Promise is for us to Keep! (Volume 1) by Pam Robinson Porterfield and Randy Robinson   http://www.amazon.com/Cross-Heart-Pam-Robinson-Porterfield/dp/1463638914

In Time

IF TIME is the 4th dimension...I will meet you once again... light years in space.

We will radiate in the heavens with our dark energy...draw out our many mistakes with the gravity of our passion

And blaze until time stops its travel....and the final ember fades....

prp