How do I get to where I want to go? Can music be the answer? As I sleep?

 :: Posted by Jesset on 05-16-2015

Let’s talk life here for a moment.

Let’s talk music.

Let’s talk about your soul soaring.

How did I get here?

How did I get to be a blogger (the life of dreams….yes… is)

I’ve lived a long while now.  I’d like to think I’m not yet half way through my life yet but I know the days are coming fast and my life is just a tiny lit moment of existence on this Earth.

I’ve decided to make some major life changes in the last couple months that have unbelievably changed my life.

A HUGE part of it is the home that I purchased, this blog ( and music.

I use to wake up, do work (teach in a school district of immoral character from the top to the bottom) and wonder why in the world I couldn’t make a change.

I did make a change…and I’m making one now as I write this blog.

As I FOLLOW MY DREAMS and I show all of my former students, colleagues and administrators that ANY LIFE you DREAM is POSSIBLE.

Somehow in education, people have lost faith that YOU CAN CREATE A LIFE OF YOUR DREAMS if you just work hard enough and you believe in yourself. IT will fall into place.

For me, it is falling into place and I can’t be more blessed and in love with life.  Honestly…I’ve had a crap ride…but it was the right ride to get me here.

The inspirational music of 2014 and 2015 that is coming out is a wave of positive LOVE, positive CREATIVITY and positive LIVING……and I’m on it.

Somehow …I’m on it and I’m so glad I was given the right signs and the right challenges to get here!  THIS has got to be a good life….I have one.

So..the title…where do I want to go?

I want to go where the wind takes me and blogging and following my body’s natural ebb and flow is going to do it for me.

I’m not saying that I’m going to work hard. I’m most certainly will.  I will grind it EVERY DAy…but on my terms and in my way.  My life.


Why is it so important?

What we immerse ourselves in as humans is so important.  We are what we eat right?  It’s true.

We are also what we hear.  WE ARE WHAT WE HEAR.

Listen to lyrics with Fuck, Mother Fucker, Nigger, Shit, Bitch and HOs….and you will talk like that.

Listen to KILL THE BASTARDS, FUCK the GOVERNMENT, ISIS kicks ASS and MURDER YOUR MOTHER……and you will think like that.

Watch tv about Murders, dirty politics, battered children and how the EARTH is coming to an End in 2020 or whatever date you want…AND YOU WILL THINK IT and maybe even BELIEVE it.


Don’t be afraid of who you are.  Don’t be afraid to feed and nurture yourself what is GOOD and RIGHT in the world.  If you want to become a positive person, a wealthy, caring, loving and ecstatic person…..the BE IT. EAT IT. WATCH IT. LISTEN to IT. SEE IT (search for it everywhere…FIND IT). TOUCH IT.   IMMERSE yourself in IT (goodness and the like).

For goodness sakes….LIVE IT.

LOVE begets LOVE.  If you give it… will get it.  Trust me.  I got this.

I see it everyday.  I know it.

And I refuse to sit by and just witness it anymore.    I’m going to add to the world’s little pockets of goodness.  I want to be a part of that. I say goodbye to all the rest.  I say goodbye to violent TV shows, MURDER in the NEWs and BEATINGS in the street.   POOF!

My world, My life…MY MOVIE.

It’s full of rainbows and unicorns. :)

I wll handle those little battles of frustration accordingly if they come but everything from now on…no matter how hard or how long it takes to get there….from now on…I am a wealthy, loving, giving person in this world that people shall know as such…and I will know wealthy, loving and giving people.

I will drink with them, share a dinner, a hug and a dream with them.

That’s how you change you life.  Watch me do it….but for now…Here come the sleepies.


As I lay me down to sleep… I hear this music tonight:


By Mumford and Sons:


“Roll Away Your Stone”

Roll away your stone, I’ll roll away mine
Together we can see what we will find
Don’t leave me alone at this time
For I am afraid of what I will discover inside

‘Cause you told me that I would find a hole
Within the fragile substance of my soul
And I have filled this void with things unreal
And all the while my character it steals

Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think?
And yet it dominates the things I see

It seems that all my bridges have been burnt
But you say that’s exactly how this grace thing works.
It’s not the long walk home that will change this heart
But the welcome I receive with every start

Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think?
And yet it dominates the things I see
Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think?
And yet it dominates the things I see

Stars hide your fires
These here are my desires
And I will give them up to you this time around
And so I’ll be found
With my stake stuck in this ground
Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul

Hide your fires
These here are my desires
And I will give them up to you this time around
And so I’ll be found
With my stake stuck in this ground
Marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul

But you, you’ve gone too far this time
You have neither reason nor rhyme
With which to take this soul that is so rightfully mine

Is the New Home Smell as Good As the NEW Car Smell?

 :: Posted by Jesset on 04-20-2015

I know it’s a weird title. I was thinking about how nice it is to have a new home and a new car and how sleeping in both are really kind of cool. it healthy? What is it about new homes (I have a Ryan Home) and  new Car (I have  Hyundai Santa Fe Sport) that makes me feel so happy inside/ Newness is great whether it’s a human baby , a brand new book or a brand new home.   It’s the “birth” of a beginning and the finalization of someone’s idea/dream complete. ..(at least in the product part). So let’s talk about a new home.   What are those smells? Lately, I’ve been thinking about smells in a new home because when I moved into my new custom home, I actually had some really bad allergies and I know it was from tree pollen. I took great care in noticing my symptoms before even coming out and making this accusation because the last thing the world needs is something else to be fearful of (Isis is doing a good job of that on their own). So, my eyes dry out, my nose dries up and my throat produces an excessive amount of mucus.  My once very unnoticeable asthma thing got a million time more noticeable and I knew it wasn’t because I was getting older. So.what are the smell? It can be all sorts of things.  If OSB or plywood was used in your home, you are subject to off gasing of the chemicals that were used to glue the layers of wood together. (Go into Home Depot or Lowes sometime and smell their plywood vs. their 2×4’s….you’ll find one is more natural). Dry wall …bad bad bad bad.  Drywall dust is evil.  I’m not sure what else to say but that I love it…but I hate it because my breathing has issues with it which is why I purchased a HOlmes large room air filtration system.  My room always smells so fresh with it…which I love. So how does all this realate to a new car? New cars have carpeting (much like a house too!) and there are all sorts of gases coming off of it.  Who know s what it is. So…uhm…I’m getting really tired and honestly I don’t think I’m making much sense anymore. so I gotota go before my typos get outta hand. Here come the Sleepies…………….

Custom Homes – Do you Sleep Better in One?

 :: Posted by Jesset on 04-11-2015

Whoo hoo! It’s my first post on this blog!

If you’ve ever lived in a city, you know the hustle and bustle that comes around with it.

Perhaps you love the city and you never plan on moving, or maybe you are in the city for work and long for the days to live in the country in your own custom built home.

Personally, I love homes in the suburbs. There is breathing space and I find that being able to go home to a quieter and less active space helps me calm down and fully recuperate from a hectic week with a restful and QUIET sleep.

There are no worries about a car horn, bright lights or (and yes it happens) gun shots.

My place of solitude is in my home with multiple rooms, a fantastic kitchen a super awesome finished basher where my three little dogs love to spend time.

I will finish this post later. I have to go to bed….cause here come the sleepies!