Marie Slider

Sister Gaia/Mother Earth 22 November 2017 She lives, she breathes, she moves with a quiver, though you may never see her heart, lungs or liver. She laughs, she rejoices, and sometimes she cries, she knows our presence here though you can’t see her eyes. She speaks and she yells, with a thunderous clap, and sometimes she whispers in the wind at our back. She gives us the things we need to survive. so why can’t we admit she’s even alive? Water, food, shelter, warmth from above; she even surrounds us with energy and love. We cut, burn and dig to try to control her, yet we rarely turn around and remember to thank her. I am just as guilty as anyone else, so I’m trying to change how I treat her myself. Instead of giving her any type of abuse, I really am trying to be of better use. I try not to pick flowers or leaves anymore, because they are connected through the roots in the floor. If there is an animal in pain or in need, I try to help out, to...

 As a fellow veteran I just wanted to take a moment and thank all my brothers and sisters for all the hard work. With the long hot motor pool days, shenanigans, boring hurry up and wait days, the monotony, the politics, and the high school drama that many of you hear about, I feel obligated to remind you all, who may not have gone this path, of the stress of being pushed into unfamiliar settings, being isolated from any and all family right out of high school, training for weeks or months on end in the field with little sleep, portable showers twice a week if your lucky/MRE's/water buffalos because there is no running water where you had to set up your tents, not knowing how to integrate back to society and learn a completely new language, code of ethics, and lifestyle from people who care more about a selfie than respecting their parents, while we still get harassed for saying "sir" or "ma'am" out of respect, and dont forget the occasional deployments. Pl...

Ok, so I have sat around watching from the background for far too long. I know I am not a famous person, I know that a lot of people won’t read this, and I know that there will be a lot of people who have different opinions. However, for my own personal mindset, I feel I need to write something. All of these new, and exciting challenges that are coming to light in the recent years, really have me thinking of how many children, teenagers, young adults, and adults have actually never had anyone take the time to explain what is really going on with these types of challenges, dares, competitions, or whatever else you may have been exposed to.  In my own personal experience, I was lost in a very negative place, for a very long time. Yes I went through tough experiences, people did crappy things to me, but that didn’t give me the right to lash out on others. . Being in that negative place, I let anger, fear, pain; sorrow, ego, and self-pity control me. It has taken me 30 years of m...

My Tools 5 January 2018 I was given  two  simple tools when I first opened my eyes. They were both meant to help me to get beyond the lies. One was a ladder that extended way beyond my farthest  sight; One was a sturdy shovel to dig through pain or fight. The goal was to move forward and share love along the way, But somehow I got lost and in pain I chose to stay. Instead of using my shovel to help move the pain aside, Or fight through the emotions until they would subside, I kept digging even deeper And the walls began to climb. One day when I looked up I saw the cage inside my mind, In that moment I remembered the infinite ladder on the edge, And I hoped the extending power could rea...

Connections 30 December 2017 Sometimes I get this feeling, though sometimes it goes away, And I know that there are others it shows in what they say. I've been searching far and wide a home to build so strong, Where I can feel some comfort from this world that feels so wrong. I'm learning I won't find it if I hide my love and talents, And play the disconnect game refusing to find balance. When I focus on my past and future and forget the Here and Now, Then I become a victim and worldly things make me bow. I start to judge another, "They are wrong and I am right," Or even worse the feeling of giving up the fight. In past I judged my worth on other opinions or advice, And I played follow-the-leader in a swarming group of mice. I pushed out the weaker being a...

My Squad of Angels 29 December 2017 They're not that far away; all those who passed before. They're waiting for my arrival just behind this mortal door. They're watching and guiding prayerfully in that space that's just beyond. They're in the creases of my heart; a place they're very fond. They're floating through my memories, to help sort out my past. They want me to find happiness, but their flag is at half mast. They do this to help me bear the weight of struggles along the way.  They want to give their strength to me during every painful day. They wait beyond my consciousness, their warmth they want to share; Sometimes I feel it blowing in the wind that moves my hair. I see them in a stranger's face as a flicker or a feeling. Sometimes the similarities scare me through the ceiling. I wonder if that person may be sent from one who passed, Or if a chance connection is a hook my loved ones ...

The Journey (a Journey poem #1)  Marie Slider  24 December 2017 A scared little girl was running to and fro, Trying to find something, or someone ,  she didn't know. A thousand  thoughts  were whirling and creeping inside her mind; A doorway to her heart, in darkness, she couldn't find. Then a fire  started stirring  and shining from up above; A little spark of hope, of healing, and of love. It started to brighten the gloomy way, The path began switching from night to day. As her feet began to twitch and tingle, Her frame of mind went surely single. She knew at that moment what she must do, But where would she get the  strength  to make it through? Ahead lay mush and cracks and stones, That she felt would surly break her bones. Bravely she began pushing, jumping, and moving, Her heart muscles started slowly improving. ...

The Power of Thoughts 20 November 2017 Thoughts are more powerful than a thousand pound weight. They can push and pull inside you, change your focus from love to hate. They can chain you down to the bed where you rest. They can definitely guilt you for not being good, better, best. They can contort the way all faces appear, especially the one looking back from the mirror. They can make you assume the world would be best, if you can just stop breathing with the rest. They can make you see that darkness is better, and there's no point at all to be a goal-setter. Don't fret! The solution from all of this madness, is just changing those thoughts from pain to gladness. You see, thoughts are more powerful than a million pound weight. They can lift you up higher than this mortal state. They can open your eyes to a paradise of love, filled with a light as bright as the sun up above. They can fill your heart wit...

So this last year has been crazy!! Lots of positive changes, learning and growing. As I'm starting this new journey with my Higher Power, I call him God, He has been giving me the words to speak to share my journey with others who may need some experience, strength and hope. So here is the start of my journey, may God bless and keep you on yours!!! Happy Destiny 18 September 2017 There's a road of hope for all to see It's the road to happy destiny And we must trudge through pain and fear To find the faith that gets us near But you can't get there with just faith and hope You must scrub your past as if with soap To conquer all your selfish ways To do what's right, just for today It's a road that anyone can walk And the directions are shared through friendly talk No one is forced to change their life They just choose to not live in painful strife They walk and talk the way they want But others are there when they need new thou...