A Voice for the Voiceless

 

Sometimes you have to stand alone for what is right so others can shine. Barbara Bullock, writer

Throughout my life, I have often found myself in situations in which I was told to stop. Told to stop talking, stop doing, and stop caring. It works for a while. For a moment, I do stop. For an instant, I am still until my soul whispers a voice for the voiceless.

Ever since I was born, I have been the kind of person who would care about others. I was the child that would run up to strangers talking to them, smiling at them, even wishing to hug them. One could excuse this kind of behavior as childlike innocence. Or, one could attribute this kind of openness, feeling oneness with other human beings, and kindness to the fact that I am an empath and an old soul, who knows what it feels like to suffer and not have a voice.

Those of you, who follow my blog regularly, know that I often write about subjects dear to my heart. Those who know me in person, know that I often talk about the same ones. Civil rights, spirituality, charity, and Mother Nature, are indeed important to me. When discussions on these topics arise, you’ll often find me joining in not only participating in a debate but, sometimes, becoming almost a bit defensive standing for what I believe is right and caring about others.  Yes, I admit that my talks can be long. My written word can fill pages. I might run up to you although you are a stranger. I might love in unconventional ways and see beauty in others not considered so by learned standards.

Society and upbringing have both tried to make me still, done the best possible to help me fit in, conform, be silent, and just live a simple, ordinary live. Too often have I heard the question “Why can’t you just be like everyone else?” Being seemingly different and caring about what are frequently controversial topics, have brought me many problems in my life. I often find myself lonely talking to God, the angels, and my spirit guide, why I cannot simply be me. The answer comes quickly every time. “Stay the way you are and keep caring about others. You have a voice for the voiceless.” More to come.

With unconditional love,

Barbara

 

Copyright © 2017 by Barbara Bullock, M.F.A., spiritual writer

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This Spring, look Up, not down!

 

Magnificent cherry blossoms. Look up and enjoy!

For many of us living in the northern hemisphere, spring is the current season. If this is so, then this month, I invite you to look up, not down. Here is what I mean. Chances are that, during your commute to work or school, your Sunday afternoon stroll through the park, or a walk through your own garden, you come across many trees. However, have you seen them lately? “Sure”, you might tell me. “I see them every day. I know where they are. I pass them every day.” Could it be that you notice a glance of them looking down on your steering wheel while driving by? Could it be that you barely notice them as you walk by looking down on your cell phone? Could it be that you catch a glimpse while rushing through your front yard looking down to get your paper?

If any of these scenes sound familiar to you, I invite you to look up. Next time, pull over, put your phone away, and walk slowly through your garden. Next time, especially now in the spring, look up and look into the trees. Better yet, stand under a tree that blossoms. Then, look up. What do you see? I see a sea of blossoms, smell the sweet fragrance of orange blossoms, and marvel at the creation of cherry blossoms in divine perfection. After a long, cold, and dark winter, spring flowers surface everywhere and teach us that, no matter what we have just gone through, we always emerge stronger, more powerful, and more beautiful in order to enchant everyone around us.

This spring, I invite you to look up, not down. Look up into the blossoming trees, let Mother Nature heal and amaze you with her spectacular show of spring blossoms. This season will not last forever. So enjoy the display of divine love while it lasts. Mother Nature worked so hard on it during winter time. Please stop for a moment, and give her some credit. Capture these annual blessings to enjoy throughout the year. Share these memories with others who are not so lucky to experience this wonderment of our Mother Nature. But hurry up! This spectacle will not last long. Don’t let it happen that in a few weeks from now you’ll regret not taking enough time for this beautiful time of the year.

As you walk away from the tree in awe, your body, soul, and spirit will be enlightened. Then share the love, share the light, and share these moments of bliss for all to enjoy. Thank you, Mother Nature, for your amazing blossoms. I stand in gratitude under a blossoming tree.

Look up, not down, it’s spring!

Love,

Barbara

 

Copyright © 2017 by Barbara Bullock, M.F.A., spiritual writer

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An Ode to Class, Grace, and Dignity – aka the Obama Family

 

The beautiful Obama family
The beautiful Obama family

I have never written a letter to a U.S. president before. However, this time, I feel in my heart that you and your entire family deserve a heartfelt thank you for all your efforts, support, and love. This is an ode to class, grace, and dignity – aka the Obama family. I would like to say thank you. Thank you for making it all the way to the White House. Thank you for your integrity, grace, and inner and outer beauty that you brought in it. Thank you for your inspiration and wisdom, and thank you for everything you have done for the American people and the world. There are many people, who disagree with me. They don’t see what I see in you. That is okay.

Different sets of values, opinions, and beliefs create our dynamic and diverse world as it is. We can discuss the better way to live forever. We can debate the best measures for progress, to strengthen communities, and empower the people living in them. However, the truth is, that a community as a whole can only be really strong when all are empowered. That includes every single member of that union. You and your family’s stories have inspired me and so many others to achieve more and reach highs that include all.Human and civil rights have always been dear to me. I prayed and cried before and after you were elected, Mr. Obama. In my opinion, you are the most charming, the most knowledgeable and the most down-to-earth president I have ever experienced in my lifetime. Mrs. Obama, you are my inspiration in more ways than I can count here. Everyone, who knows me, is aware of my admiration of you. Sasha and Malia, as the two magnificent young ladies, will make it far. I thank you all with this ode to the Obama family. I cried while witnessing you all entering your office; I cried when I realized it was your time to leave again. I will keep crying not only because I will miss you, but of gratitude – for God allowing me to live on this planet at the same time as you.

Human and civil rights have always been dear to me. I prayed and cried before and after you were elected, Mr. Obama. In my opinion, you are the most charming, the most knowledgeable and the most down-to-earth president I have ever experienced in my lifetime. Mrs. Obama, you are my inspiration in more ways than I can count here. Everyone, who knows me, is aware of my admiration for you. Sasha and Malia, as the two magnificent young ladies you are, will make it far. I thank you all with this ode to the Obama family. I cried while witnessing you all entering your office; I cried when I realized it was your time to leave again. I will keep crying not only because I will miss you, but of gratitude – for God allowing me to live on this planet at the same time as you.

Your family is my inspiration to achieve more. I was not born wealthy and influential. Like you, I come from humble beginnings. Like you, I strive to reach high to empower myself and those around me. Like you, I know that a true democracy gives everyone a voice to stand for what is right. Like you, I am a humanitarian, care deeply about people from all walks of life, and know their struggles. Thanks to your remarkable example, I feel inspired to help myself and give back to my community. Thanks to your lesson in dignity and grace, I don’t look down to keep down; I look down to help up.

I am planning to use my inspiration coming from you and put them into words. Hopefully, those writings will inspire those who need to hear that they are worthy, that they too can do it, and that they too are beautiful. Next, I would like to create an enterprise, which gives those a voice who often don’t have one. Last but not least, I want to create a foundation, which supports others who struggle.

Your dreams have come true. The dream has come true. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr would be so proud. Now I have a dream. My dream is to continue your work and contribute to a world where class, grace, dignity rule. I am dreaming of a world in which diversity continues to enrich the lives of all. A world in which every single member of the union is respected. A world in which dreams can continue to become true for everyone.

May God bless you and your family, keep you always safe and happy, as I will always keep you in my heart. Thank you for your inspiration.

With gratitude, love,

Barbara

 

Copyright © 2017 by Barbara Bullock, M.F.A., spiritual writer

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