Don't worry anymore. 

I was here the whole time too. 

I saw you even when I didn't want to. I knew you were there, I just didn't want to look at you. 

Thank you. 

I think my love was so overwhelming for myself I resisted the pull. 

I attended the fair and rode the rides before. Like

Fiona said,

"I sleep to dream.", I

live for life itself 

and 

now I'm ready to live with you and you too.

I love.

Me.

You, I thank. 

-Warner Bailey

EARTH DAY TODAY MONDAY

Good morning Party People! Another glorious Monday morning. Mondays have been looked at as the worst day of the week. 

• MONDAY IS THE MOST LIKELY DAY TO COMMIT SUICIDE: The Office for National Statistics in England found 16% of male suicides and 17% of female suicides occurred on Mondays, compared to 13% on the weekend days. Researchers said the trend was not solely a result of returning to work as it was also seen in retired people. source

• OR HAVING A HEART ATTACK: The British Medical Journal reported a 20% increase in heart attacks on Mondays as opposed to the other days of the week. The attacks may be caused by stress and high blood pressure caused by returning to work. source

• OVER 50% OF EMPLOYEES ARE LATE TO WORK: Comming up with a believable excuse to call out on a Monday is nearly impossible. Good luck with trying, being late is better than being absent.

Here are some positive Monday facts:

• MONDAY IS THE LEAST RAINY DAY OF THE WEEK: Some believe it's due to man-made pollution subsiding over the weekend. source

• MONDAY IS THE BEST DAY TO BUY A CAR: Believe it or not, there are positive things about Monday. For instance, when you're going to shop for a new car, do it on a Monday. Car salespeople make the bulk of their sales on the weekends. When Monday rolls around, there are usually few customers in sight, and the weekend is a long way off. That's why car salespeople are more desperate on Monday, and they'll be more willing to cut you a deal. source

Today, Monday, April 22, 2019, is EARTH DAY!

Earth Day is an annual event celebrated on April 22. Worldwide, various events are held to demonstrate support for environmental protection.

According to Gaylord Nelson, the moniker "Earth Day" was "an obvious and logical name" suggested by a lot of other people in the fall of 1969, including, he writes, both "a friend of mine who had been in the field of public relations" and "a New York advertising executive," Julian Koenig.^[25] Koenig, who had been on Nelson's organizing committee in 1969, has said that the idea came to him by the coincidence of his birthday with the day selected, April 22; "Earth Day" rhyming with "birthday," the connection seemed natural.^[26][27] 

For more extensive information on the history of Earth Day please click Here.

EARTH DAY FREEBIES & WAYS TO PARTICIPATE

Earth Day – Ride Transit Free

Ride Transit for FREE this Earth Day – April 22, 2019
No need to TAP your card at all! 
Free rides are offered on buses, trains, and bike share bikes. The free rides begin at 4 a.m. on April 22 and continue until 3 a.m. on Tuesday, April 23.
Participating agencies: 
Metro
LADOT (and LAnow – promo code: RIDELANOW)
Metrolink 
Metro Bike Share (use promo code: 4222019)
Pasadena Transit
Omnitrans (free mobile ticket)

Moovit will get you wherever you are going on Earth Day.
Here’s to a cleaner planet! 🌎
You ride, we guide. 

Celebrate Earth Day by planting a tree!

Come on down to Sun Valley Recreation Center and join Councilmember Nury Martinez, Cal Fire, the Department of Recreation and Parks, City Plants, and the Los Angeles Conservation Corps for a fun and family-friendly day of climate and community action!

Come for the tree planting, stay for the environmental education resource fair and free yard tree give-away.

Family Earth Day (Del Amo)

Del Amo Fashion Center celebrates Earth Week with crafts, face-painting, balloon twisting, snacks, and more. The first 50 children at the event take home a copy of The Earth Book by Todd Parr.

Activities are located in the Play Area (located in front of JoAnn's Fabrics),

Space is limited; RSVP online. 

Many More Activity Ideas For EARTH DAY Can be found

HERE

or

HERE

"Life Sucks and is so Beautiful."  

- Warner Bailey 

Good Morning

I ask myself this morning,

 "What is my purpose"?

• To be close with God
• To show my light to any and everyone and when asked what that light is or where it's come from, tell them God is shining through me
• Be humble... I shouldn't know when I'm being humble or I may not even be being humble
• Help someone else quietly
• Be grateful
• Take time to be still
• Love

So what's your purpose for today?

Let's spread knowledge and Love.

How Ass is My Behind?

I've got some great titles for a few unfinished pieces, mainly blog posts and business reviews, "Where the Wild Things Are", "The 3rd Year was the Worst", and "Catch Up!" are a few.
As I sit in my van on a side street of Encino, next to the freeway, I welcome the disappearance of the sun and the cool air that comes along with. I just ingested a half of a Xanax, ate a Cup of Noodle mixed with part of a can of Hot Dog Chilli from the Dollar Tree, and am sipping slowly on my famous Big Gulp Cup filled with ice and watered down Coco-Nut-Rita. Chopin plays in the background while the town's people go inside closed doors to rest before Monday arrives and brings a new week of monotony for their poor souls to envelop. Life is kind to me, I am at peace. I continue typing, hoping to excrete something worth reading, hoping not to pass out from the benzodiazepine that will surely take over firstly my feet, then my legs, with the rest of my body following, I wonder which will go limp first, my brain or my fingers.

Prelude in E minor Op. 28 No. 4

It seems to be easier for me to write titles lately than to actually put my heart on the page. I had been on such a roll and then, electricity deficiency, malnourishment, depression, and fear set in. I began writing these epic pieces in my head swearing I would get them down on paper at some point, somehow. I recognized my lack in progress and so with every bit of energy I could muster up I began writing, even if I couldn't finish, I didn't want to lose the thoughts behind what I knew would be extraordinary pieces. I collected names of the people who inspired me. I revealed my identity to the kind souls I would meet. I will connect each puzzle piece to my Prelude.

I now know why this chapter has appeared in my story, the story of me, Warner Bailey. I am a woman who no longer calls herself a girl. I am a woman. I am grown up from my childish past. I have an understanding of life that I had but forgot. I'm remembering now. I am learning how. I am a writer, always have been, always will be. I've been living out these stories. I am living the dream. I have so much wonder and excitement still in me, it's overflowing. I will hover over blank pages and let it all spill. Colorful ink droplets of love, loss, strength, courage, dark, light, hope, and power. Read me, but don't read between my lines please, there lays nothing. My imagination is great. My spirit and soul are both young and old. I possess gifts that only I can give.

If you're still reading and wondering which goes limp first, the brain or the fingers, it's the brain in this case for me. And there go the fingers. I'm struggling to press the last keys.

Tonight I will fall asleep to the sounds of Chopin making love to black and white keys. I will dream of good things and awake to another California morning, I hope to take this feeling of calm with me to tomorrow. We shall see. My wish is that you will join me.

Goodnight you princes and princesses of Maine, you kings and queens of New England.

Chopin - Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2

"Life Sucks and is so Beautiful."-Warner Bailey

GROWTH

HI! 💁😌💓 

GOOD NEWS OR NOT SUCH GREAT NEWS FIRST?

HA!....THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT YOU'D PICK... NOT YOU, I KNEW YOU WOULD SAY THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I THOUGHT. YEAH YOU, YOU KNOW WHO I'M TALKING TO... ANYWAY....

• Not Such Great News First:

• If you're one of my 5 followers, you may have noticed that I have "failed" writing A POEM A DAY FOR 30 DAYS.
• Nextly, I have decided (and taken action) to put my foot down and grace this forsaken land of The Angels NO MORE.
• That's right folks, Warner Bailey is taking this act on the road. 1st Stop? TBA... Hee Hee Hee.

• Great News:
• I HAVEN'T FAILED!!!
• And that ladies and Gents is the best news!
• Not just the fact that I haven't failed. I think a lot of you may already have this knowledge but...

(UPDATE: The above was written by me yesterday. I stopped typing yesterday, to go back to the house I've been working in as a caretaker to relieve the other woman who works there for a few hours on my day off which also, unfortunately, is her day off as well from her night job. I haven't opened my laptop up since. I've been planning to complete this post all night and morning. It's about time to return to that house for work and I won't have the same space to create. No matter anyway because the 2 spaces I create in now are both very challenging for me in their own ways. I shall pick up where I left off now.)

• ...I wish I had finished that sentence because I can't remember what I was going to say, yet, I can still feel the floaty airiness of confidence I had in the fact that I was living without FAILURE or rather the IDEA of FAILURE influencing my decisions, my conversation, my use of space and use of time.

In the past, as in, up to 3 days ago, I would choose to not even begin a project rather than to begin and not complete it.

I would also begin a project if I believed I had enough time, space, and utilities to complete it in a leisurely fashion.

And then there was the route I would take that I like to blame as the culprit of my fear of failure, I would begin a project and if the project wasn't going at least 85%-90% as close to the formula I designed to successfully complete, I would consider the project, the formula for completion, and even the idea for the project or the idea that I could complete it a failed attempt, so I would give up or half-ass my way to a faulty finish. Sometimes I would take this last approach because there was a deadline set by me or someone else that I hadn't met. Sometimes I would self-sabotage before I even got to the deadline because there was no possible way I could perceive making the said deadline.I would like to say here that at some point I started using the term "self-sabotage" but I'd like to take the word self out and say that I sabotaged many opportunities for not only myself but for others. I was affecting other people who know I have the skill, the passion, the experience, and even the drive to create whatever it is I agreed to work on, by not going the distance.

Yesterday, April 6, 2018, I mentally rounded off how many days of the 30/30 Poetry Challenge I had not composed one of my "edge of the seat", Nobel Award deserving pieces of Modern day literary must-have pieces of poetry. Hold on while I fact-check something real quick...

I'm back.

So, I rounded my missed writing days off to about 5 on Friday, April 6, 2018. The last day I wrote a poem dedicated to the 30/30 Poetry Challenge was on Monday, April 2, 2018. That's 3 days of missed writing for that challenge.

In those 3 days, I've written for other platforms, worked my full time job (whereas of today I've worked at for 2 months without pay and received information recently that I will not receive half of the back pay I was promised, and may or may not receive the other half at some point. ATTENTION: THIS IS STRESSFULL.), my van has broken down, my phone fell off of the counter and the screen shattered, while going through a drawn-out break up with my soon to be ex-boyfriend whom I live with, in an unhealthy RV which has been grounded for well over 20 years in the backyard of a married couple I know from AA.

I thought briefly about carving out some time during the day to catch up on the days I missed but quickly dismissed that idea knowing good and damned well that my stress level would skyrocket and I would end up causing more damage than good trying to do something I've not once seen all the way through. I wanted to write the whole writing challenge off as "another failed attempt". I began to sing myself the same ole pathetic song of the pained and suffering Artist who may never live up to my potential due to failing to simply complete one simple project. Possibly the one key challenge I've needed to launch my career to the top and bring all of my life's purpose to a head for all of the world to see and I could finally be given the recognition I've deserved since I wrote my first word in kindergarten. I think the word was "Mommy".

Between various text conversations, food breaks, talking and laughing with my soon to be ex-boyfriend breaks, find the best classical piano playlist to write to breaks, and I'm too tired to do anything but won't take a nap because I have too much to do breaks, it has taken me about 5 hours to get to this juncture. I'm ready to wrap it up now so maybe I can follow this up with an example of my growth to share with you following this post.

Something happened, like other moments I've had the privilege to experience, more than ever in the past few years, a moment I like to call an "Aha Moment". A notion I have been mindful of for the past week or two, that although there is such a thing as failure, it can not apply to one's life. By definition, as I understand it, success and failure can only truly be measured by one's self. In essence, I began to believe that I can not fail in life, which also meant I could not fail at any project or task no matter what the constraints were I strived to uphold. And with that being said I was lead to the realization that many of the rules, guidelines, and limits I believe are required for me to meet in order to achieve successful completion of works was often no, ALWAYS, created, governed, maintained, or abandoned unnecessarily by ME.

Like a clap to a roar these thoughts became new feelings, those feelings led to actions that lead me to the most beautiful proclamation I could make during such a challenging time in my life.

"I can not fail the 30/30 Poetry Challenge."

If you're reading this and justifying that I had already failed the challenge by missing days or if you're out there rooting for me, hoping that I continue the challenge, hoping I find a way to make up the missed poems and finally feel accomplished, then you are exactly who I wrote this for! I'm so happy you found my words simply because you are who I feel comfortable sharing my story with.

My journey has afforded me many lessons that have been uniquely presented to me, for me, by me and the power that I have within me, which is so bright, so strong, so great, that I am learning in small doses how to utilize it moment by moment.

I do not mean to imply that you see what I see, feel what I feel, or agree with my opinions. I just want to share with you and hope to have the pleasure of receiving feedback, starting a conversation, or if nothing else, checking my stats and being honored to see that a part of me has been read by anyone else besides me.

So, since failure is no longer a factor, everything I've written from this paragraph, on, is being typed by me on Sunday, April 9, 2018.

I have read this blog post over a few times and I think that this may be one of the closest pieces of writing I've done here that resembles the vision I had when I started blogging.

In conclusion, I have 2 final pearls I'd like to share with you. The first is that this post WILL be posted even though it's officially my 3rd day of writing it since it's now 1:17 am.

The second will be the next poem I share as I continue to participate in the 30/30 Poetry Challenge. The poem will be the pearl that has grown from my development that no matter how many days I write a poem for the challenge, no matter how many poems I write in April, and no matter if I decide to carry my writings for the challenge into May, June, or 2019, when my last poem is written for the 30/30 Poetry Challenge, then and only then is when I will have completed the challenge, and for that I CAN NOT FAIL at completing the 30/30 Poetry Challenge. I have already claimed my success.

"Life Sucks and is so Beautiful"
- Warner Bailey

FEATURED: This is you Healing

I stumbled upon this article today after reading a very disturbing piece about a man who found out that there was another man secretly living in the ceiling of his apartment for months and taking very detailed notes about his comings and goings, his cats, and other personal things. You can read about that story here or if you follow me on Pinterest I have it saved under "SERIOUSLY, WTF".

So after reading that super creepy story I scrolled down and this title caught my eye and peaked my interest so I'm sharing it with you today as part of my FEATURED category where I randomly feature someone elses work whether I know them or not. Just simply because for ine reason or another I found them to be nite worthy at the time. Enjoy!

This Is You Healing
By Dishika Trivedi, March 17th 2018
There are going to be days where you wake up with a heavy chest but all you feel is the void getting deeper within you. That’s completely okay.
This is you healing.
Feeling and acknowledging what is happening around you.
Healing isn’t a ten pointer list of moving on when you hit the rock bottom, nor is it about undoing the past. It is not about deleting parts of you filled with them. It has never been about erasing the memories.
It’s about making peace with your pain. It is realizing that in this world of superficiality, where most of us are on a constant quest to keep ourselves numb from pain and life, you dove in deeper. You’ve been exceptionally strong to do that. You had something real, something beautiful which made your heart sing. Somebody mattered to you and probably you mattered to them too. You earned experiences and lessons that would last a lifetime, just right to serve you a wonderful
platter of memories to look back and smile on.
Healing is loosening the strings of control and embracing impermanence as much as you’d embrace certainty. It’s more about working towards a better you with this new wave of clarity than pricking yourself apart bits by bits trying to make sense of what went wrong.
Healing is looking within yourself, cleaning up the scars and the bruises but beware, never go for a band-aid fix; for healing is a process in itself. It is a constant process which exposes a part of you that you had never been in touch before, the parts which continue to glow even with their brokenness.
It’s about marveling your thought process. Acknowledging where and how the negativity sweeps in and making a conscious effort to replace it with wholesome positivity. It is about allowing yourself the freedom of time and space that you need to be at peace with the turmoil stirring inside.
Healing is giving life the permission to express itself in a thousand different colors of possibilities while you absorb in the most you can, savoring the creation of the masterpiece that you are.

FEATURED

"We are taught as daughters to stay quiet and not make a scene. I had to learn to be loud, rough, and mean. I don't want girls to go through what I have since 16." 

-Thank you for this post Kristal Kay Schlichting-Fees on Facebook!

Once again right on time during a conversation about this exactly. Not sure if this is your original quote or something you felt needed to be repeated either way, please keep being you and letting your soul be free with expression.

"Life Sucks and is so Beautiful." -Warner Bailey