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Every action and reaction begins with a thought. The sad, cold, hard truth.  The only crime in hurting someone is the clear fact that there was no consideration of how an action would affect them. Senseless. Ruthless. Savage. Reality. I’ve said it before and I will continue to say it until breath leaves my body, “No one is required to love, honor or respect you.” People have choices, just as you do. How many of us would allow strangers to vandalize or home? How many of us would allow strangers to loot the dwelling that we created for solitude and safety. The phrases, “it all starts at home” or “take care of home first.” A ton of truth is held within those simple phrases. It really does start at home. Within. Your body is a temple. It is home. Don’t assign the responsibility of taking care of your home to others. Don’t expect others to do for you what you are not willing to do for yourself. Teach people how to treat you by demonstrating the respect that you have for yourself. Show peop…

Vessel, I Am

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I’ve always known that I was different. However, I didn’t realize that I was rare until adulthood. Actually, it was the first time that someone told me how much of a positive impact that I made on their life. Still nothing has compared to the most soul jarring experience that I have ever had -the time that someone thanked me for saving their life. Yes… and from all things positive posts.  They had actually planned on ending their life that day. They logged into their social media account to make a final post and there was mine. They read it as they usually read all of my posts. They never liked or commented on anything... just read every day. All day. Afterwards they messaged me and we chatted every day, no matter the time of day. I told them that I would make myself fully available to them. I did, until they learned how to be available to their self. I encouraged them until they learned how to encourage their self. I loved them from a distance until they learned how to love their sel…

Prepare, Provide...Stay Present

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It’s almost that time  again and for some that time has already begun… BACK TO SCHOOL!! I am very excited about this school term. Our princes are in the 4th and 8th grade, both at different cusps. One is at the young adult cusp -he should be preparing to make and narrow down choices about his future. The other is at the cusp of discovery -he is discovering the importance of an education and is excited about reaping the rewards of learning. Obtaining an education is an adventure. It is trial and error and more importantly it is an honor. It is something that no one can  ever take from you! I made a post on FB last night regarding the importance of equipping our children. "We just finished getting the backpacks all geared up for school on Thursday! How quickly we forget the importance and sacrifices that are/were made in order for an education to be obtained. We get sidetracked by the shoes, clothes, the haircuts and dos -often we fail our children before any lesson is ever taught.…

Forgive and Live... In That Order

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The truth hurts, huh? Disclaimer: some of ya’ll may not like what I am about to speak on but I’m going to speak on it anyway. People are offended by either what they don’t know, respect or fail to acknowledge. Stop making the new person in your life suffer because of what the last person did. Stop making people apologize for the faults of others. Yes, I said it. Your -ex is your -ex for whatever reason and if you keep it up your current will become your -ex for a whole other reason. There is someone, somewhere reading this shaking their head and about to so close the browser. I don’t care. There’s a message. If only one person reads this post to completion -my message will be delivered. My message will have been heard. There is someone reading this now that understands exactly what I mean, those people responded “umph” after the first six sentences. Is it the current person’s fault that your -ex is still has control over you? Even though you say, It’s been years, I’m good, I’m so over…

Energy That I Keep

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You have just received an emergency call! You rush out of the house and glance at your phone as you start your car’s engine... 45%. You immediately plug your phone into the charger but it’s not working. You make a split-second decision to send a quick text or quick call to let someone know you’re turning your phone off and will see them when you arrive. You arrive at an event and take out your phone to take a quick selfie before the festivities begin… 50%. You take the selfie and immediately disable all apps. You’re so excited, you have finally made it to the museum, park or botanical garden that everyone has been raving about. Your camera is all set or so you think. You take it out to get a photo of the entrance… 35%. You know you’ll be there for hours so you make a conscious decision to only take photos of the most beautiful or important exhibits. You are almost home, almost at the store or almost at your place of employment. Then it happens either the gas light or the engine light …

SoulMate

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What is love to you? To me it is consistency. It is comfort. It is the warm sun beaming on bare shoulders and the chill of a late winter's night. It’s crisp. It’s calm. It's cotton candy. That is what love is to me. Now REAL love is quite different. It is a struggle. It is strength and though some say that love does not hurt… it does. Love is hurt, not physically but mentally and emotionally. It hurts. Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurt? Have you ever missed someone so much that it hurt? That’s the hurt kind of hurt that I mean. Unintentional. Circumstantial. Situational. The hurt that stems from deep within,  rises and overwhelms your soul. The very thought of losing that person. The hurt that suffocates your heart when you imagine your life without that person. Love is a gentle beast. Love is the calm before the storm. It kidnaps our senses and holds our heart hostage while all the time making every thing new. There is nothing that you have experienced if it wa…

To Be Continued…

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It’s not that I haven’t had anything to write, there’s always something. There are times when I allow my brain to rest. Completely. Rebalancing and recharging... I feel that is always necessary. For me at times there are too many topics. Too many ideas floating around in this beautiful mind of mine. To allow the thoughts time to settle. To allow them the necessary time to formulate. Today the dust has almost cleared. Seriously, and the only thoughts that keep nagging me are those of gifts. Recently I watched a video in which Steve Harvey was talking about how we are all born with gifts. Once we recognize those gifts we need to not have the fear of jumping. Essentially jumping into our destiny. This is true. Often we delay our destiny, harbor our gifts and talents for the sake of FEAR. What am I afraid of? What are we afraid of? Fear is the devil… it comes to steal, kill and destroy. Think about it? How many times have you wanted to do something that would be beneficial to both you and…