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“FOCUS INSIDE OF YOU"
(by Michelle L. LeBlanc 04/08/2025)
Not everyone is meant for you
It's ok. Breathe in. Let go
What is meant to be, will be
So just let it be so
Some are meant to be in our lives
Some maybe not
Don't get caught up in pleasing others
It will cause your thoughts to clot
Embrace those who love you
Those who accept you as you are
With all of your craziness
And with all of your scars
When people don't see your heart
It's not that they don't care
Sometimes they just have too many burdens
That they're finding hard to bear
And for the ones who leave you
Maybe they were never meant to be
So let them go anyways
There's more for you to see!
Did you know that you're beautiful?
So let that little light shine!
Don't worry about the future
Nor about what's left behind
Loving yourself is where it begins
Letting go of all the rest
You don't need their acceptance
Or to be perfectly at your best
Our imperfections are lovely
Mixed in with a sense of faith
Knowing that everything works together
As our fears are being erased
So grab on to faith
Believe that things can change!
It all starts within our minds
That's the first place to rearrange
As we change our inner state
Our feelings will begin to shift
Learning to use visualization
Our doubts will begin to drift!
Take one step at a time
That's where it all begins
Not dwelling on yesterday
That's how change seeps in
Reprogram! Refocus! Rewire!
You got this, baby, you do!
Don't focus on everyone else
Focus in, on the Inside of You!!
Is it not possible or even probable
that you and I, and millions more,
have risen from the ash-heaps of
a deep and painful hurt?
Do you not know, as do I, of at least
one who has been deeply wounded but
has been healed and no longer hurts
others but aids in the healing of
others?
More often than we realize,
hurt people will hurt other people.
Let us beware of the hurt alert.
The sequence is on auto pilot, and
we did not program the functionality,
nor did we push the on button. Nevertheless,
awareness of its presence obligates us to
make the effort to shut off the button,
reprogram, and reset a new plan of action.
We mortals do not have the luxury of
automatic fixtures. But if we pursue and
acquire the knowledge and the Grace of God,
we will have the ingredients that heal our
hurt and stop hurting others.
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I shall always whisper my true desires
For our future, into your sleeping ear.
So it programs into your mind and inspires
You to know just like AI I am always near.
I'll always tell you the truth that matters.
I am sorry for all the malfunctions of me,
For all the hurt from our untrue spatters.
You are the IT who can fix me till I'm free.
I'll always mirror you, the good and the bad,
'Cause I also see me in you at your worst.
I value how we both feel when we are sad,
How we reprogram 'cause love comes first.
I'll always be there for you, like a computer:
Reliable despite how I may falter at times.
I am forever yours like data appearing later,
Our love's programming has lasted lifetimes.
We watched the television fall asleep
through window eyes.
It was only 1999
but even that early
2020 began to
unwind its springs one Spring at a time.
April was the koolest month
we loved to walk in the uprising,
to gather berries
eat them as our hips jig jagged together
through the crunching woods.
You swallowed the foundling fruit
one at a time
while I filled my mouth like a chipmunk.
It was in these early days
that we bought the used TV set.
A gypsy fortune-teller
had predicted many televisions
in our life together.
Thus when the TV conjectured
the possibility of a global plague
it commenced to reprogram itself;
to electronically dream-up
the year 2020 into our reality.
We had to look away from the screen,
we had to put down the blackberries
we had been eating,
and now had to ponder our relationship -
if one day it ever went missing.
Then in slow-eyed motion,
we watched tomorrow somnambulate
its way
out onto the deserted streets.
A man of few words, my father taught by example.
The best thing he showed me
was to set my standards high
and to be my own judge -
always modest never defiant or arrogant.
If something needed doing
I should do it without expecting praise -
self-satisfaction being the ultimate goal.
He taught me to set my sights high
and to be my own boss
no matter the circumstances –
to be fiercely independent
not count on anyone.
I learned to go about my business and be self-sufficient.
I did not do well in teams – like a bull in a china shop
I had my objectives and went at them as a loner.
I never saw it exactly that way
but I did get good at it to a fault.
One day, it was a rude awakening when
it dawned on me how I was doing things for people
and they were consistently ungrateful.
I knew the problem couldn’t completely be with them
My so-called modesty had become self-fulfilling servitude.
It finally registered that if people didn’t have to ask,
they didn’t have to say ‘thanks’.
And that never mattered to me until
I realized that they were in fact not thankful
And THAT was a whole different ball game.
I literally spent days if not weeks
stubbornly trying to unlearn and reprogram myself.
Tried to get it through my skull that
if people ASK for something,
or at least ADMIT they would appreciate something,
that’s when they might actually appreciate it
How cheap can people be -
what a warped world we live in.
For me, it was a hard lesson in human nature -
I was actually an enabler encouraging people
to take me for granted.
People really do like games
even the ones who say they hate them.
Admittedly it was late in life I learned this lesson
And I admit I often still choose to do things
without getting people to actually ask.
But at least I’m cognizant of my ways.
And admittedly when I do pause
and play the ‘asking’ game, it does pay off.
But I’m so unbelievably stubborn I don’t always
want to pay the price for their gratitude
so to this day, if I feel something needs to be done
I’ll just get it done.
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
In those early days we bought a used TV set.
A gypsy fortune-teller
had predicted many televisions
in our life together.
Thus when the TV conjectured
the possibility of a global plague,
it commenced to reprogram itself into our future,
to electronically dream-up the year 2023.
We had to look away from the screen,
documentary shows were showing too much;
we were forced to ponder our relationship -
to consider being locked into just one channel.
Then tomorrow slowly somnambulated
out into the blighted, deserted streets.
Somewhere within an old fuzzy screen
you were already disappearing.
In times of global acceleration,
Seek divine steps and wisdom's dictation,
Our superconscious downloads instruction
To reprogram our subconscious foundation.
Our thoughts, they may lag behind,
They oft confine our conscious mind
But God's wisdom, when intertwined,
Destiny quickens with Kairos time.
When Christ's mind becomes our own,
Influences subconscious to align with heaven
Our speech, infused with Rhema’s design,
Reflect God's purpose, clearly shown.
Embedded deep within our own hearts,
Resides God's plans, His perfect gifts,
With Dunamis flowing, we impart,
His strength and energy, our spirits leap.
Walked away
To calmer water
Escape the world
Building in secret
Here one day
There another
Freedom is plan
Closed to my past
New identity born
??New name??
No more carry the world
on my back,
Tired of giving my all
Giving my energy
Soul searching
Healed my self
Forgive myself
Forgive them
On a mission
To escape toxicity
That’s a thing in the past
Love is love
Love will come again
How who knows
Looking forward
Running towards success
Humble in the process
Life changing rapidly
Glory you stripped me
Stripped from the darkness
Fight for my soul
God got my soul
Battle is won
Think life be one way
Fool myself
On a quest
Quest to make God pleased
Mercy!it’s levels to this
Ran to the river
Baptized my soul 50 times
Raising my spirit glory
Anointed my throat
Seize my tongue Lord
Rip off my flesh
Flesh full of sin
Salt water wash my sins away,
Waves clash my sins to the sun,
My mind renewed
My thoughts expensive
My mind starving
Transformed free thinker
It’s more to life
Please feed me no lies
Lies sat my thoughts back
Reprogram my temple
Temple protected
keep you near
God I keep you near my heart,
Cold world
Make thy enemies thy footstool
Vengeance is yours Glory
Finally free victory!!!!
allow God to reprogram the CPU
of your life
remove the spam, the cookies
the internal strife
the Lord is my technician
my help desk
my warranty
the antivirus safeguarding my life
from the enemy
God adjusted my input so my spiritual data will flow
God removed that sinful behavior
which made my unit run slow
the Lord is my technician
my help desk
my warranty
the antivirus safeguarding my life
from the enemy
with clarity, sincerity and purity
on my flash drive
Inputting data with the Holy Spirit,
I flourish and thrive
computing and sharing with the Holy Trinity
interfacing with God, Jesus and the Spirit Holy
no longer relying on external downloads
to determine my destiny
letting Heaven-sent applications
recalibrate my victories
the Lord is my technician
my help desk
my warranty
the antivirus safeguarding my life
from the enemy
now logged into the storehouse
of my Heavenly Host
my RAM fully supplied
giving me the most
the Lord is my technician
my help desk
my warranty
the antivirus safeguarding my life
from the enemy
my input now adjusted
my data easily flows
sinful malware removed
my unit no longer running slow
my modem operating
at full capacity
my faith in God running
at full velocity
the Lord is my technician
my help desk
my warranty
the antivirus safeguarding my life
from the enemy
love, peace and joy
In me unbound
God's grace and mercy
stored in my cloud
the Lord is my technician
my help desk
my warranty
the antivirus safeguarding my life
from the enemy
Whenever I am reorganizing and freeing up space in the garage, it's always just a matter of time before she'll come calling.
Or I'm on the computer writing or catching up on the news, it never fails that an urgent honey do was just about due.
She's been visiting relatives for the last two weeks. She's got two more weeks before she returns home to me.
More than expected, I felt her absence the very first week. Several times I have caught myself waiting to be interrupted.
Often I've had to readjust or reprogram my mind; "Home alone". I say to myself, "Oh wow, she's not here", and resume my activity.
In 45 years of marriage, we have never been separated this long. Realistically, for the first time, I am missing her in a whole new way.
In 45 years, I've never missed her this long, this much, this way. I'm niether bored nor lonely, because I always have plenty to do.
I have been gathering and eatting more tomatoes since she's been gone.
I suspect I'll be eatting crowder peas and zucchini before she gets home.
I wish she could have seen me gathering peaches and nectarines today.
I can't deny; I've eatten more ice cream than I should; but I'm not all bad.
Why, a couple of days ago, I made a very tasty peach/nectarine smoothie. I must confess; I just have to say; I kid you not; and believe me when I say.
I will welcome her return and not be sad when things return to normal. But I'm 'tickled pink' that since she's been gone, the phone hardly rings anymore!!
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