Your feelings.

Your beliefs.

Your ethics.

Your decisions.

Your consequences. 

Your journey.

Your life.

Either way, I love you as my neighbor. My choice; God bless.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson

Being in lust, doesn’t mean you’re in love.

The edification of your financial wealth, doesn’t make you rich.

Having a life doesn’t mean you’re living.

Having followers does not constitute or even resemble, true friendship.

Saying thanks, doesn’t mean you’ve given.

Reciting Dr. Martin Luther King jr.’s dream, doesn’t mean you’re awake.

And on a more personal note, Just because I smile, doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten.

To my Blackfoot, Cherokee and African ancestors, I want to say thank you, thank you and thank you.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson 

Can’t believe I caught this on tape! Wait for it! The power of woman in the midst of chaos. 😆🤣😇 GOD’S GREATEST CREATION: WOMAN coming 2019

When God looked upon the waters, he said “let there be light.” He spoke words that immediately reflected upon his essence and it was so; for he is light everlasting. Not so different from when we look upon our own reflection in the water. In other words, our image is reflected back upon us without judgement, opinion or false perception. Only the reflective image of truth in which you and I exist.   

The correlation within the water (which is life itself) is vitally important to our understanding, being it sets us free from many earthly afflictions. In many of my writings I talk about the distractions of the world and for good reason. If we fail to realize on a daily basis, that we are the children of the almighty God our heavenly father, we leave ourselves open to false doctrines, corrupted ideologies and our own cluttered perceptions. Please know that we ourselves, by ourselves are a mess waiting to happen, over and over again. Adamant proof of this is our innate ability to judge, hate and conquer within the guise of opinion, gossip and fear. In this, reveals that mankind is easily persuaded into the blindness of one’s own perceived ideologies.

Which again, why it’s so vitally important to know who we are in Christ, what flows within our temple and God’s intended purpose for our lives. Yes we are as spoiled siblings, and yes we are as one, but be warn not to divide in mind, body or understanding. Why? Because we’ve proven evident within the failure of our natural thought process, we can turn away from the comfort and peace given from our heavenly father.

Please allow me to remind you, we are a children of God, his light, his word and his blessings. Within our every breath, heartbeat and choice of free will, we are a reflection of his words; which is a covenant of eternal law. And being that you, I and all of mankind have taken upon the breath of life within our temple, we are without doubt as one within the royalty of our heavenly father. In short, we are embedded with power from his spoken words. This is why it’s said we have the power of life and death within our mouths. More specifically in the KJV Bible “Death and life are in the power of the tongue (Proverbs 18:21).

In conclusion, I want you to know and practice tapping into the power of God, which is already inside you. We’ve heard this said before time and time again, but in the idealistic way of affirmations, personal improvement and the law of universal attraction. Only it doesn’t seem to work for most people, because the majority of people don’t fully realize who they are or where they come from in spirit. One reasoning is distraction! Distractions lead to disconnect and disconnect leads to the separation of source. And in all sources there relies power. In ours there is the power of God, in our hearts, within our every breath and in this; our mouths. What am I saying? When you look upon the waters of life, which is your children, your neighbors and even whom you perceive to be your enemy; speak the power of life, blessings and peace between the both of you! In this, let this be your purpose as the fluidity of life, the reflective image and the echo. Do this with bold intention. Do this in Christ’s name. And for the love of your created purpose, do remember that you’re a child of the most high, and continue to speak life upon the water. 

by Reginald O’Neal Gibson

                       Poem from GOD’S GREATEST CREATION: WOMAN

 

“Gentle and blessed is the tone of her voice.

Softness in wonder heavenly angels rejoice.

From dust to gentile, from gentile to man, she breathes life into gentlemen and creates the gentle-man.

Rigid is he that toils the ground, but oh the sweet voice, her gentleness of sound. – love her unconditionally.

-by Reginald O’Neal Gibson

 

We are seeds upon the waters, experiencing the flow of life; until we rest upon the eternal soil. 

If we are fallen seeds, where did we come from?

If we are upon the waters of life, in which direction do we flow?

Is the darkness of the soil our rest or our death?

Fear not in question of darkness or end, there relies a light from deep within. Christ our savior has ransomed the price, to guide us throughout eternal life. 

Reginald O’Neal Gibson

 

Did you know the YMCA has a lost and found? I know most people are probably embarrassed to ask but for me, I hold a special understanding of what can be found at this community center. Not too long ago, I was reminded by my 4 year-old daughter of something close to my heart; from many years prior.

It was a promise! A promise I’d forgotten about until I witnessed my baby girl grasping the edge of the entrance counter at the local Y. She could barely reach but couldn’t resist to wave at one of the many friendly employees.

My wife and I have 4 year-old triplets, two boys and one super-emotionally intelligent girl. We also have a 13 year-old son that’s into anything sports related! So it’s obvious why our local Y is so vitally important to our busy lifestyles.

As a father and provider, I love knowing my family gets great value, developmental skill building and mentorship, all within a safe stress-free environment. We’ve made many friends throughout the years and to a greater extent, the YMCA has become our neighboring family. From holiday events to our kids swim class, my family and I have been blessed many times over and over by their community programs.

Now about that promise I mentioned earlier, the forgotten one lost but recently found. It wasn’t an expensive water bottle, a flashy hat or a pair of headphones; it was me. I was lost within the darkness of depression and the YMCA helped me find my path.

Years ago before my current marriage and family, I was homeless. Although I had a job at the time, I was severely depressed, struggling and recently divorced. In this, I made some hard decisions which lead me to become homeless. One frigidly cold day, while sleeping in my van I decided to pull myself together, but honestly I couldn’t even concentrate. Most days I’d eat at work and stress the rest of the time wondering if I had enough gas to keep my car warm so I could write throughout the night.

Then one day I noticed people going into the Y and that’s when I decided to become a member. Soon I had a place to exercise, shower and write to my heart’s content. From various parking lots and local YMCA’s I continued to write. When the Y closed, I often toggled as the last member leaving, being I didn’t want to appear in distress. Months later I noticed their lost and found area, so I asked for one of the ink pens. I didn’t claim it but I did explain to the employee that mine ran out of ink and I just needed to finish a chapter of my thoughts. My goodness that was a nice pen!

That’s when the promise was made, while the gliding of the pen whisked across the rigidness of gathered paper, I said to myself, “one day I’m going to write a book and donate it to the YMCA!” This, in hopes of encouraging someone in need and that there is a place within the community, not to enable, but to provide tools for personal success.

Since then I’ve donated my first two books to the Y, only not as a homeless man but as a published author. My family had no idea. My job had no clue and the people considered close to my circle were completely unaware what I was hiding beneath the smile; true brokenness. Not only was I in the spiritual war of a lifetime, but I was losing the battle, day by day.

By now I was visiting four local Y’s religiously; the Huber Heights Y where I proposed to the love of my life Kelly, the Downtown Dayton Y which had late hours, the West Carrollton Y where I lost collectively 35lbs and the Kleptz Y in Englewood. Here is where I’ve found the best of friends through staff and members. From social events to local programs, they somehow find ways to always keep families inspired mind, body-moving and soul. Also at the Kleptz Y, I’ve had one of my most successful book signings and not to forget, this is where my wife currently teaches Zumba classes!

Who would have thought that out of the kindness of an employee, an ink pen and a promise within a prayer, I would find what was once lost in me; Hope. To the Greater YMCA of Dayton, thank you! You’ve not only helped to develop the man within me, you’ve helped to raise a strong family within the community. We are members for life! God bless.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson

 

Oh I apologize, you thought I was writing for you? No, most of today’s writing is more about personal gain/idolatry, opinionated misdirection and or the lust of entrepreneurship. I’m one of few writing diligently for our future generations, leaders and thought provokers. 

I in turn, would rather speak to you soul to soul as we live, share and breathe on a day to day basis. In this, to acknowledge our presence at this particular point in time, to commune mano e mano in consciousness, meditation and in prayer. 

As for our children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, they’re going to need us to unite and come together; today! Again, at this point in time, to specifically solidify a foundation of historical truth, facts and spiritual wellbeing.

Understand that new age thinking in all it’s cleverness and wickedly hidden ways are purposely constructed to undermine the Holy Bible, our constitutional rights and our cultural traditions. Soon information will be so thick with confusion,  factual manipulation and outright lies, that our future generations will become groomed as mindless slaves to a world of controlled data, thoughtless thoughts and religious restraint.

In this, our responsibility of today and purpose in life is not our own to glorify, but rather for the continuation of God’s will for mankind to flourish. Think about it, the shift has already begun.  

Reginald O’Neal Gibson

Ever wondered about your communication skills? How sure are you that your message was clear and concise? Did the recipients of your message truly understand what you were trying to convey? Let’s talk, but remember it takes two, the focused messenger and the attentive receiver.

Certain levels of understandings are often overlooked when one person or the other, expresses him or herself passionately, in a manner most people can’t immediately relate. In this, misunderstandings are bound to create barriers at the exact point, where inspiration or clarification, should have naturally taken place.

This shouldn’t be a surprise, yet often is but in the form of confusion, sudden judgement or loss of attention span. Misunderstandings happen all the time and mostly it’s out of politeness, the avoidance of embarrassment, in regards to the information flying over one’s head or the complete lack of interest due to one’s personal belief system.

Here’s a quick example of how misunderstandings or communicable barriers (possibly) originate and how they can spiral into the abyss if not corrected swiftly!

A few years ago, I responded in a conversation regarding my triplets and how they were starting to speak aloud, all at the same time, as though they were in competition with each other.

The colleagues involved were my immediate supervisor, staff speech therapist and another from upper management.  I said “yea, my kids are really starting to talk and make sense, but often I’m really just looking for the end word.”

Oh the stunned look on their faces! Eyes widened in complete shock, obviously caught off guard! I couldn’t help but notice how the air seemingly was being sucked from their lungs, while they desperately gasped for some form of grip on the situation. By the paleness of their skin and frozen body positions, I could immediately tell they misunderstood.

As mentioned earlier, somewhere between politeness and avoidance, they were challenged with confused misunderstanding!

Now, if I had written out what I said, one could easily discern what I was talking about, when I stated “I’m really just looking for the end word.” That is, the word at the end of my children’s sentences, that would’ve  otherwise given me some sort of clue as to what they were referencing.

I was not saying to my colleagues, when my children talk, I’m really only concerned when I hear them say, the racially charged “N” word! Why my colleagues would think that is another story, but innocent all the same.

Please understand, whether it’s providing information, telling a funny story or sharing personal experiences, you often have more time vested in the information you’re providing. So, if the subject matter is truly important, communicative understanding is an absolute must.

Think about it, how many times have you been involved in a good conversation and suddenly, it fell one-sided to the other persons “all about me issue? And although you truly dread hearing this “whoa is me story” for the hundredth time, you smile out of politeness, staring attentively into their eyes and fade off into your mental happy place. All the while desperately waiting to pounce, on the next exit opportunity from the conversation!

Communication doesn’t have to be so troublesome, but it does need to be worked on diligently, compassionately and to the best of our ability. Why? Because ultimately communication is all about trust.

I trust that you hear me, for better feedback in search of finding that common ground; uniting us as a people.

I trust that you attentively pay attention to my directions, being I’m still on vacation. Thus giving you the ability, to handle the work environment in my absence.

I trust that you hear the desperation in my voice, in hope that one day you can avoid the same mistakes I’ve made, preventing you from experiencing the horrific pain that once crippled me.

Communication paired with true understanding is an absolute must. Only remember, what used to be a two-way street, has now developed into an over the speed limit, four lane highway of debate, opinions and distractions, paired with just a bit of nearsighted tunnel vision!

That meaning both parties involved, must venture to seek a common lane of understanding and clarity. In this, growth, trust and accomplishment can be achieved as we collaborate within interpersonal communication. Are we in agreement?

Thank you, Reginald O’Neal Gibson

Breathe it through, most people don’t understand, can’t understand and are unwilling to understand your path. So why become judgmental of theirs? Love your neighbors and let God’s will be done – within everyone’s journey. Now walk your walk and be in God’s peace; you have a good work to do.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson