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Sunday, August 14, 2016

Begins

Life Begins

Life begins at the conception of two bodies intertwined 
Two heartbeats steadily in love, half him, half her
Life begins at the time my heart skipped a beat, as if the world told me, "yes, that's the one," as if it is shouting "you are me and I am thee" 
All the pieces of an unsolved puzzle fitting together piece by piece, sketched line by solid line, chiseled as in the days of David's statue: a vision the mind once created come to fruition 
Yes, life began as a twinkling in the eye
To even think that this could ever be
True, faith is a substance that is hoped for, like air to lungs, or water to tongue
It's a necessity to know where it all began
With the brightest sunrise, and the deepest sunset, moonshine over the blackest waters: sparkling, shimmering, elegant 
It began with a word


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Friday, April 29, 2016

Lost Angel


LOST ANGEL 

Lost angel, falling ever so softly from grace 
Pondering what reality is, feeling like I've lost touch with it
Lost angel, restless and dark 
Like a fire is constantly under my feet, like my soul can never sleep 
Lost angel converses with its ego, wondering what and where it needs to be 
Ego needs to be stroked, emotions saved, its mind needing payment and reassurance 
Not knowing the distance from point A to point B, Sometimes it's pointless with a chance of possibilities 
Horizon meets vertical, and lost angel's tears grow the earth in sweet relief 
Her restlessness is for the best, as settling grows weary, but lets her know what doesn't work and what grows her
The challenge of lost angel is to recognize she is good, even in her indecisiveness 
Even in her indecisiveness, she's independent, she's free, free to roam the world in its brightness and graying 
Lost angel is a free spirit between the realms, passionate about so many intertwining scenarios, all of which add up to one, helping outside of herself 
Guided only by a still, small voice calling from afar
As vast as the wilderness, hot as the desert and sparkling as the bluest ocean
Lost angel is a rebel with a cause
Herself 

#FindHerFindYourself

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Saturday, April 2, 2016

Addendum

ADDENDUM 
Addendum (google.com):
ad·den·dum/əˈdendəm/
noun: "an item of additional material, typically omissions, added at the end of a book or other publication; the radial distance from the pitch circle of a cogwheel, worm wheel, etc., to the crests of the teeth or ridges."

Addendum. 
Additional information is needed to continue this process. The operator message told me to check my number, if I hear her voice in error, and dial again. Shrug. If I call it enough times and get her again, I guess the error is on me. Can't add anything to that.

But why do I feel the need to want to add to something that should be left alone? All things considered and being more or less than equal, when do I truly learn to let go? What do I continue to believe in, if anything at all? I find myself questioning things I would think twice about questioning. 

There are several asterisks in the story of my life. So many things started but not finished. Some things in progress. So many ideas not yet rated or in fruition. Maybe after completing a few of the chapters of my life could I enter an addendum. Maybe then it will make sense. Or some resemblance of sense...and peace. Shrug. 


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Sunday, March 27, 2016

Eulogy Celebration for Friendship

Eulogy Celebration for Friendship 

I met Friend in the Spring of my life, when things went from winter cold and death to full bloom of blossoms and lilacs. Despite the pollen that would come with Spring, At any rate, my Friend has seen me through a lot of things: hurricanes and storms, joys and peace, graduation and job changes...oh, the job changes (too much! LOL!)! And I've been with Friend through her thicks and thins, ins and outs, mountain tops and valleys low. Yes, this friendship has truly been dually beneficial...a rarity in these trying times.

Yes, Friend is the Yin to my Yang. She's the extrovert to my introvert, and vice-versa. My ride or die. She's my sister from another mister, that brother from another mother. My joys are her joys, her pains my pains. Friend is a voice of reason when I'm in the desert surrounded by a series of oasis(es). That's my life support, Friend is. Even in our funks, Friend and I understand and love us nonetheless, even if we have a few choice words for the funk.

Yep. Friend is my heart! When you find a Friend that knows and loves you, flaws and all, hug them, cherish them, allow the Summer sun and Fall colors shine brightly on it! Keep it warm, happy, and functional! Most importantly, keep whatever business you have with each other WITH each other! Trust is a beautiful yet fragile thing! Let its aroma forever fragrance the life that is y'alls!  


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Monday, March 7, 2016

India.Arie Perfectly Explains Why Nina Simone Casting Was A Lost Opportunity

http://m.huffpost.com/us/entry/indiaarie-perfectly-explains-why-nina-simone-casting-was-a-lost-opportunity_us_56dd943ce4b0000de4051f87

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Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Compliments and Validation


I love compliments. I mean, who doesn't? But does someone's compliments validate who I believe myself to be, or who I am? Eh. It feels great to receive a positive response about a haircut, an outfit, or a project. Now, I can't say that I've gone out of my way to seek compliments to validate who I am. But I'm not one to dispute someone who speaks well of me. 

Can compliments and validation co-exist harmoniously? Absolutely. I think what happens, though, is that we may seek compliments for every little thing. We may forget that, while we all need to improve on something, we are enough as we are. In many ways, the world owes us nothing, nor is it always open to giving you what you want to hear. That's why we need to encourage ourselves, as your own awesomeness reflection radiates to the world. Complicated, I know. 

But, one thing we must remember is that we have to know our own self-worth, knowing that compliments shouldn't be your sole source of validation, but a compliment TO your own self-worth and self-validation. Love you because you're the best and only you out there, imperfections and "got-it-together"!

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