The Power of NO: how to seize it

“Say YES to new adventures!” We can all relate to snapping out of comfort zones with inspirational quotes like this one. What a great plaque or signature tee, optimistic sentiment brimming with enthusiasm, & a bold expression of pop culture just wanting to LIVE. I get it. But…

“Say NO to people, places, things, circumstances & experiences that will not serve your highest good & support the modus operandi of your best life now…”

…should be a billboard on the side of every highway across America. Or, maybe, this statement should be spun into a curriculum, a series of modules, a workbook or webinar. Knowing when to say NO… separates the boys from men, if you will. This is where the sensitive empathic nature of the female principle is used to discern truth & thus harness its counterpart male dominant energy to the fullest in one tiny word: NO.

NO, just like YES, can give our power back. Go ahead… no one’s lookin’… say it out loud right now… “NO!” It feels pretty darn good, doesn’t it? YES & NO must be bestowed equal “air time” in the life of anyone who wants to be treated fair & just by others & the world around them. Neither position can be discounted over the other. They both equally serve their own unique dutiful purposes as needed. There is a time & season for all things under the sun.

It’s no secret that everybody loves the word YES!

“Say YES to the dress!” “She said YES!” “Yes please, thank you, more!”

The word YES is a happy word, a “game” word, a green light word, a word filled with promise, awe, wonder & excitement. Pop culture has been hooked on it for ages, essentially. Well… at least until Nancy Reagan launched the “just say no” drug campaign in ’82 & then of course the #TimesUp movement saturated society with a big fat “N” “O” in recent years, that shut down jackasses everywhere.

Regarding the 20th century, most of us Gen-Xers & Boomers were raised to have “manners,” & to be politely agreeable at all costs. After all, it was not kosher, professional, neighborly, gentlemanly or ladylike, to say NO. The word NO, indicated rebellion, rejection or rebuke… in the old days. We were taught to be YES people. Eventually we grew out of those outdated standards. We now know better. But never-the-less, the word NO, still carries with it, the weight of old school implications, connotations, traditions, customs & paradigms that are just plain flawed.

That said, this article is about NO, because it’s the less popular word of the two & it deserves some long overdue airtime. The word NO, can appear daunting at times, no doubt. NO, can come across abrupt, inconsiderate, brash, critical, anti-social, disrespectful, irritable or disagreeable, indeed. NO, can sound snobby, arrogant or rude. NO, can sound pretentious, pompous or short. It might get a bad rap for being sure & unwavering, but NO, doesn’t care… it stands in its power anyway, despite naysayers. No pun intended.

It’s probably not a good idea to get in the habit of agreeing to something just because you may think it is your only option. Mister Larry Limitation is just a left brain mind gamer. Do not be mistaken, when one door closes, another one opens ALWAYS. In truth, there are plenty of options & alternatives at your disposal. Trust this fact. Just because you may not SEE the next door, doesn’t mean it’s not around the corner. Geez, if we all had a crystal ball in our pocket, the faith muscle would shrivel up into a tiny raisin of rigid rationalizations. Yik.

NO, streamlines a clean cut down the fabric of a choice & a decision is made in favor of the alternative. NO, is an unassuming YES, in disguise, to an unequivocal reply. No ambiguity, no mincing words, no fuzzy maybe, no uneasy Eddie or uncertain Sally dawdling, or pacing with worry lines of trepidation. Potential empty promises burn holes in the rug of regret, but NO, restores our sense of dignity, decency, due diligence, integrity, accountability, & allegiance to none other than… ourselves.

Dignity, decency, due diligence, integrity, accountability, & allegiance. Those are some strong words. Those are words that contain qualities & character traits of a true leader. All the folks we look up to for demos of how to behave, react, respond & handle things best, exemplify the energy of those words. Leaders might indeed know how to say YES, but they sure as shit know the fine art of NO.

We all crave attention, connection, community, companionship, comradery. But it should never be satisfied at the expense of us, compromising our self-worth or monopolizing our time & energy. Neediness or desperation is no excuse to give in to the YES, when you really want to say NO. Your hair stands up, the pit starts to deepen, your inner voice says NO, & your soul is writing it all over the wall next to ya in thick black indelible marker. LISTEN to your gut instincts, your first emotional response, your intuitive nudges, inklings, prompts, hints of clues of those whispering small voices in your head.

Intuition & instincts MATTER. Yes, NO matters. Saying NO, is a requirement for a good life. If you want to stay sane, balanced, level-headed, tuned in, aligned, at peace & in control of your choices, knowing when to say NO, is a must. Saying NO is a requirement for a safe & secure existence, where your Auric field isn’t trampled on & your energy escrow isn’t sucked dry. Saying NO is a firm acknowledgement of who you are, where you stand, & what is acceptable or not in your realm of experience.

Saying NO, is claiming your position, with no margin for error, questionable intentions, or ulterior motives. Saying NO, means setting definitive boundaries that show people the door, where the closed sign is flipped, & the hours of operation are clearly posted. No means NO… is a real thing. NO should be honored to the fullest each day, no matter what our inner whiny kid wants or what the status quo seductively dog whistles into our psyche via commercialism & FOMO. Knowing the art of NO, should be a mandatory class in high school.

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The Whistler

We have a whistler where I live. He paces around here in the mornings & whistles all kinds of stuff. I heard the national anthem yesterday via whistle… then some Rhiana song, lol. The guy has some talent. A whistler reminds me of the ending of a “Moonlighting” episode from back in the 80s. Bruce Willis & Cybil Shepherd famously had that taboo sorta romance that never actually materialized really. The plot writers just strung us along on a juicy tale of call me maybes… lol.

A whistler always reminds me of a play stage set in the pre-war 20s era. A guy in a jeff cap & suspenders exiting stage left with a see ya later whistle. A whistler makes me picture the end of an old detective movie even, when the mystery is solved… & the rogue detective disappears down the lonely street into the rising sewer pipe steam. Storylines for a whistle have endless possibilities.

Ya know what’s nice about a whistler? Ya can’t tell what color they are, gender, race, age, religion… a whistler is anonymous in a sense, just an echoing little reminder that we are all one brand of being… Human.

I live in the weirdest apartment complex ever, for real. And everybody who knows where I live, gets it. This is kinda gross, but there are like hundreds of people who live in buildings A-F on this property & it sure seems like every single one made a bet with each other to see who can hock the most spit. What is wrong with people? Zero class, zero consideration for others, just plain unsanitary. I literally do not touch any railings & tiptoe around here like I’m walking through a land mine most days. Dirty, messy, uncouth, unevolved, unhealthy, unwell people exist right in the backyard, folks.

Then… there is a huge community of feral cats here… like a hundred or so, which we all pitch in to feed, but that doesn’t seem to help. They still multiply despite our efforts to fix & spay. They fight at night, & when it rains here… the cat pee saturated ground lifts to serenade the senses with such an intoxicating aroma that I have to shut all my windows & doors. Not to mention, one lot over, there is a small “tent city” filled with mostly alcoholic homeless people who linger around the property like sad abandoned pets. All of it, breaks my heart, honestly. Poverty, hunger & homelessness exists right in the backyard, folks.

The guy downstairs wakes us all up every Saturday morning with INXS “Don’t Change” ON REPEAT, blaring out his wide-open apartment… over & over & over again, until he passes out I guess, & it gets all quiet all of a sudden. Some days it’s a whole “Heart” album & he drunkenly sings along with every song, it’s actually pretty legendary. But on the contrary, like a real live scene out of a Teen Scream flick… there is a young like 23-year-old girl who has screaming fits out underneath the steps sometimes. She screams bloody murder for like 2 hours straight like a horror movie actor. Cops eventually show up & they get screamed at too… it’s kinda funny. But not… cause there really is something seriously wrong with her. Depression, suicide, PTSD & major mental illnesses exist right in the backyard, folks.

There are a lot of random retired New Yorkers here, big wigs who aged out of the restaurant business living on social security, a bunch of retired truck drivers divorced & estranged from any semblance of family & a plethora of people who more than qualify for disability checks. EVERYONE has a story. My former next-door neighbor, this old strung out retired stockbroker from Bosten, used to tell me stories of being an errand boy for Whitey Bolger, back when he was a kid. One neighbor of mine, is the same age as Donald Trump, back in the day in NYC his highschool used to play Trump’s highschool in sports, lol. My other neighbor who since passed away… jammed with Eric Clapton a few times back in the 70s. Old, lonely, sad, abandoned, washed-out has-beens exist right in the backyard, folks.

Heck, an infamous retired old bank robber lived here once. A bunch of junkies & pseudo King Pins still do live here. The sex offender registry has quite a few hits on the apartment complex map, unfortunately. And if you look at the town’s mug shot page on the police blotter, you will recognize half of my neighborhood. It’s a little unnerving, lol. Criminals, con-artists, creepers, dealers & addicts exist right in the backyard, folks.

Thank god for “the whistler.” If it wasn’t for him, raising our attention to greener pastures around here, this place would definitely be a shade darker, lol. Every neighborhood should have one.

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Ode to Doubt: Yerrrrr Out!

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Ode to Doubt

Get out, doubt! Ya big fat hungry cow. Today I am choosing to live in the worry-free zone of the NOW.

You will not come between me & my passion. I have a love affair to nourish, a fortune to fashion. I have a heart to expand, horizons to stretch. My fuel is FAITH, I have higher planes to catch.

Doubt, you are no pal of mine. Belief is my partner in crime. You won’t  be leaving me in a pickle, with your bad attitude, & uncertainty that’s fickle. Your conniving little riddles no longer rock the boat, cause trust is my companion that keeps these water wings afloat.

I will invite you in, only if you win. I invited the fun, cause it already won. I invite flexible freedom, cause it casts no fears. I invite small pleasures, cause they make memorable days into valuable years.

Get out doubt! You’re just a pushy little swine. You only clutter, close, & callous the mind. Take a sabbatical, a retreat, a long overdue vaycay… dash off to where the warm sea-salted breeze can whittle all your whining away.

Doubt, you are young, dumb, foolish & unrefined. You’re undecided, scared & wasting my time. The tiny little space you rented in the house of my head is foreclosed. You no longer take up residence, are no longer opposed.

You may no longer stay, make me pay, ruin my day. Your time has expired… your fired! You’re just so plain uncouth & so rude, that I’ve decided to replace you with  little Miss Gratitude.

I burnt the box you were in, chimney swept you out. It’s time to go, my dear, please don’t scream & shout. Because I can’t hear you, I listen only to LOVE speak. The rat tales you spun are meager, hapless & weak.

Oh dear lovely sunshine… when you paint the skies today with your ray-filled brush of sorts… I will honor only the blessings that Miss glorious Gratitude courts. I will focus on benefits, bounty, beauty & wealth. I will embrace the sounds, the smells, the gifts of good health.

I look, I see, I acknowledge, I feel, I know. I allow, I am acquainted, I am connected, I flow. I am receptive & open, my heart is sparkly & spacious, my soul is on fire, my spirit is vivacious. I sit & bask, sleep or relax, take the scenic route & drive for miles. Doubt, you’re only a raindrop… in a bucket of contagious smiles.

Rowdy Doubty-pants… I’ve unpaved your silly plans. Sunshine & happiness are my newest friends & fans.

Sport that Diamond sparkly crown, give it all you’ve got! Flip that frown upside down, run & jump & hop! Life is good 🙂

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Be gone doubt! Steeeeee-rike!! Yer OUT!!!

…Bitch-ass.

Poof!

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