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  • Holiday Joy

    Holiday Joy

    Holiday Season is upon us again

    Many beautiful things to be thankful for this whole year-long. I want to start with visitors to my website; you are invaluable to me. I am grateful to family, friends and loved ones. Especially to my people who came out and supported me by attending Goddess Empowered 6, the show. Everyone who has interest, your companionship and compassion are invaluable. The holiday season should be a time to reflect and reminisce on complete gratitude.

    The horrible Las Vegas shootings moved me to take time off from Blogging to spend time with family. My kids’ birthdays start in October for my youngest son, November for my oldest son, and December for my daughter who all turn older at the end of the year.
    Therefore reflections of the year ending bring about inspiration to do better. I do not set everything in stone. Instead, I go with the flow and adjust as I persist. The purpose is to move forward with building blocks of change and push forward with grace and prosperity.

    My money-saving tips

    Here are what I call (5) festive ideas:

    1) A co-worker introduced my office staff to https://www.elfster.com/ as part of our annual gift exchange; my name was pulled by the boss, guess what; I received a Fenty beauty product. I cannot wait to tickle my face with it. We decided on payments of $25 or less for the gift exchange, and it was a lot of fun.

    2) I performed in Goddess Empowered 6, the show, and for the Finale we were told to purchase an ugly sweater, and after going to (2) thrift stores in my area, I decided to decorate one of my old sweaters, I went to the nearest dollar store and as a result here is the finished product, my ugly Christmas sweater. Here you see my version of DIY craftsmanship. For those with a DIY flair, making things as gifts sound like a winner to me, especially for all my Happy Kwanza family and friends. Also, please make sure your crew is into handmade gifts. Ram for Christmas

    3) Think about purchasing gifts in advance. If possible try to start as early as September, then do it. I wanted to start as soon as this time but relented as all my two boys wanted was a PS4. My daughter, music so I was pretty much done.

    4) Donate to a toy drive, here in the Los Angeles area they have Spark of Love https://www.calfund.org/abc7-firefighters-spark-love-toy-drive-fund/ House Full of Toys https://www.kjlhradio.com/event/house-full-of-toys-benefit-toy-drive/ and a new venture I attended this year Mistletoe Magic hosted by Media Moguls, Bianca Bee, Mariah Darsha, and Trendy Mii, thank you, ladies, for the invite. apple-tree-and-blue-sky-picjumbo-com

    5) Remember the true meaning of the holiday is the birth of Jesus Christ. Gifts are excellent, most of all year round for all special occasions or times. No matter what religion you follow, please remember Jesus gave his life for all humanity.

    Peace, Remain Safe and Don’t Be Mean in 2018

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  • 5 steps to Avoid an Unhealthy Relationship

    5 Steps to Avoid an Unhealthy Relationship

     

    Favor the Love, Challenge the Battleground, Here is How You Win

     

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  • Restraining Order

    Restraining Order

    More women need to speak up against Domestic Violence

    Today begins another saga, when finally my mind is at ease, the dirt of my past rears its ugly head. I am receiving annoying phone calls from my ex; the nerve of him to start things up again; this charges my reaction to the cycle of further domestic endurance. The preparation of discovering what obstacles are coming my way is impressive; I am confident that I will get my peace and swag back, preferring not to discuss all the consistencies of this affair, but will say that I won custody of our children, and we divorced; I thought the pain was over. My kids are the best gifts; mom and dad issues have nothing to do with our love for them. We don’t see each other, and things are great; I have no bitterness or anger.

    The dysfunction began as a result of his domineering drug dependance.
    My knowledge came when he took his fist to both my eyes,  I got black eyes from the dysfunction, thus the first restraining order. I remember the court date, the lawyer pleaded with me to testify in the case but instead I stayed home. A mistake I find disheartening, especially now: as I look at the news flash, it reads- a brave soul standing up for her rights and taking down jerks; my contempt right now is at an all-time high.

    Consequently, I have taken charge of my life; my bravery most likely will help others. I share stories like this to uplift and above all shed light, to see that you are not alone, it’s effortless to pretend that nothing has happened. Yes, sharing bad moments of the past will begin a cycle of change, a significant difference should shift in a right direction that will prepare more women and maybe even men to speak up, you are not alone, do not keep silent.

    Love shouldn’t hurt or put bruises on your body

    For more information, please visit

    National Coalition Against Domestic Violence

    https://www.ncadv.org

    ******My ex-husband did deeply apologize for everything and now suffers Mental Illness, I wish him well*****

     

     

  • My History of Pain to Happiness

    Desperation and despair clouded my memory and angered me to my most damaging extremities. My very first child was a miscarriage; I got upset, started throwing a tantrum and miscarried. I blamed myself for not taking the time to think of my body and baby first. This year would have been Lil baby’s 18th birthday; I tell people I have three children when in actuality, I have three on earth and one in heaven whom I will see one day again. Today I celebrate seeing my children grow and blossom into fabulous, outgoing, smart individuals.

    My grief started when my Grandfather passed away. I watched him take his final breath; this was not easy for a mere 14-year-old. Two years, later my grandmother, or (madear) as we called her, passed when I turned 16; consequently, another blow to my core. I remember at her funeral, all seven of her children kissed her on the cheek; as she lay in her casket. When my chance came to see her for the very last time, the usher came to escort me, and I froze like a stone. I didn’t want to see her in the casket; therefore I could not say goodbye. Believe it or not, her spirit often reminds me of “What a mistake I made?

    Daddy passed from AIDS, given to him by blood transfusions of the late 1980s. If anyone knows or has read the story of Ryan White out of Indiana, that’s somewhat my dad’s story. It all came to a head when I became involved with the father of all my children. People us as a hot, wired mess. He also suffered losses, complicated with drug use, drug dealing, infidelity on his part. We argued, blamed each other for our problems, and then after years of a tumultuous relationship, we called it quits. Today, we realize our mistakes and move on with mutual respect. Couples need to release the pain, love one another, build a life of happiness and strength to press forward on a positive tip.

    Today is about happiness in all that I do because being upset or in pain never helps. I am not mad at anybody; I try to avoid conflict or bad influences. I mean I am not Positive Princess every day, I have my days of shouting, throwing tantrums and being sad, but I take every down day, think of a way to turn it into good, then get back to life; a life filled with persistence and strength. I have fun, private times with friends, aside from red carpet events or outings, I enjoy walks in the park, movies, sporting events, shopping, reading, and listening to all types of music. One song that helps me is by Anita Baker and the Winans, called “Aint No Need,”  click the link to take a look, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=75LGSzYnpEY  at my suggestions to press forward.  “Press forward with peace.”

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  • Temperment of Time

    I relax in knowing what I can achieve by owning my spiritual truth, see my life goes in and out of balance. Movement displaces my thoughts, the agony of defeat I try to resist, the depths that reach the cluttered, noisy slice of time are annoyances. I stare down the different ground below my feet as if I am standing on a tumbleweed, prancing back and forth. I am in transition, feeling like everything I fear is next to me. My stomach is in knots. I ask myself, “How to pray will help me endure?’

    Then in a tailspin, I know my restlessness begins as a result of putting pride aside. My mind tells me to believe; these disastrous endeavors cannot destroy the fabric of my soul. It’s time to exercise my brain and speak with dire sense and sensibility. Enchantment tales, so intense in my thoughts, are more profound because the elastic of my bodies’ soul and follicles remain intact. Consequently, my heart embraces excellent and valuable information.

    What do I believe? A higher power or myself. I think of the higher power within me. Life can be limitless, so perpetuate the power of positivity. Therefore, feel the room, now fill the room with enriching devices, leave yourself little notes telling about how great you are. Second of all, take advice from people who are useful to you, begin to laugh out loud, and, when asked, just state in a beautiful diction, “I am happy.”

    My temperament cannot take the time

    ***Sometimes I may end a blog referring to music bringing my passages depth; I love music***

     

     

    “Happy” by Pharrell Williams

    https://pharrellwilliams.com/proj/1/1060#

     

     

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