Peace & Grace My Lovely and Beautiful Shugas….
I’m incredibly thankful, “just because” When one expressing this particular sentiment, “I’m thankful or I’m grateful”. You can fill in so many blanks you would begin to flip your paper over, and to the next sheet, and to the next sheet and so on and so forth. But there’s soooooooooooooo much we must be thankful for and not attempt to count them, but to simply acknowledge them. No matter how we act, what we do the Most High and Loving God continues to give us two blessings when we awake, “two eyes”. Then blows some sweet breath in this shell of body we have and the list begins to matriculate from there.
But on yesterday evening I was on my way home. Because I live in the south, it is not uncommon to travel long roads filled with fields of all sorts. I believe these fields were corns, forgive my memory, but I notice this incredibly tall sprinkler spreading long streams of fertilizer that I know the distance covered each corn stalk. I got to thinking what if each of us were a cornstalk, metaphorically speaking and no matter how far away our positon may be in visual sight each stalk got a portion of the mist that was vital to its growth. Some may perhaps been saturated while some got a few drops, but regardless none were eliminated. I thought perhaps some stalks are stronger than others and don’t require the same amount. With this same concept being applied, we are sprinkled with the Divine dew drops from our maker every day. We all receive different sizes, styles and types of blessings according to what, when and how we need it. So my lovely Shugas, give thanks for the Divine dew that mist upon you with your blessed self.
Love & surely nothing but blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.goo
Peace & Grace to you My Beautiful & Lovely Ones….
Drama class and big top tents hosting circus acts are not the only venues of many faces. Happy faces, sad faces, confused faces, angry faces, blah faces, and well you get the picture… I got to thinking about your circles of friends and family. Me, myself, I am forever fine tuning my circle and seems like the older I get, the smaller my circle becomes. But my wisdom makes my circle more tightly intricate woven with each stitch and purpose in my life. And through the years or as the world has and will forever continue to turn the many faces that folks show to you and reveal more clearly who they truly are becomes quite evident. I got to thinking about the mirrors in the circus fun houses. As a child it’s fun and entertaining but as an adult the irony of those same mirrors are the perplex spirits of those folks elude through the shapes, sizes and images just as that mirror, irregular not unique. As you stroll along this big tent of life that walk can be filled with side show oddities, attractions of life altering abilities and talents. Be aware though of the clowns and costume attraction. Smiles are not always those that are sincere and with greetings and the costumes hide the truth temporary. Stay in tune and fine tune your circles and environments in which you mingle. Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSoul” D.
Peace & Grace My Lovely & Beautiful Ones…
So, there has been a scriptCATION because I haven’t been able to blog lately, but trust me on lovely ones, the delay is always worth it. Much has occurred since my last post, but here I am still yet grateful and thankful for life’s blessings and miraculous move on my behalf and for others around me. We sometimes must conduct self-analysis our own selves and check ourselves. Just because there are familiar situations you may have experienced and aspects you feel you have experience with does not necessarily make you a master. It tags you as experienced. But the true wise one will take each experience and learn something greater and deeper each time. Redemption is a common aspect, tem even that we are knowledgeable of, BUT Shuga until you truly go through the treacherous trails and dark routes and shaky bridges that this life sometimes presents, you truly “inner”stand the full definitive of being redeemed and redemption. It can be sweet and rewarding at the end, but the process like any other tedium journey present obstacles, test of faith and the structure and strength of your character, but oh my goodness gracious, the priceless and astounding plethora of joy when you overcome what could have broke you and stand tall looking at the valleys you crawled from, I am telling you, “Shuga”, you have matriculate to greater and grander. And so the lessons continue and learn, yield and ingest you must. Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.
Peace & Grace to each of you my lovely and beautiful ones… Just a quick morsel of wisdom to share with you… Sometimes the basket you decide to place all of your eggs in isn’t tightly woven and secure. All eggs don’t belong in the same basket… Tweak and fine tune your awareness of all that is around you and realms your feet are stepping, standing and treading in and upon. Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.
Peace & Grace Beautiful Ones,
Please accept my apologies in the delay of posting. I never want to just post anything, it has to come deep from within and not only speak to you but must also speak to me as well.. Scripting from the spirit is not only healing but it is a release of expressing that flows through my fingers the Most High intricately places together. Words that speak life and truth and that will also lubricate your mind to be a better you and to embrace the “you” you truly are within. With that being said, we must stay true to ourselves and love the skin that we are in. There is only one you and even if you are a twin, your makeup still differs in some ways. Be grateful for the curve in your toe or your widow’s peak on your hairline. It is most likely a trait of an ancestor. Use it as a reminder that you are not just you, but you represent a people and legacy. When you unseal your lips to speak, speak life and speak with light. Although the crests of life can sometime carousel up and down and different tempos, you must simply strap up with faith, grace, mercy and all confidence of divine covering that you will flow the waves of life come what may.
Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.
Great tunes to lubricate your ears and soul…
Peace & Grace to you my lovely and beautiful ones….
We must never ignore the mere important factor of life and living. We sometimes indirectly get entangled in the loops, swirls and tug of war that routine and life’s situations brings us. BUT we must never ever ignore the important of simply “living”. This thing called “life” is so precious and just as breath being carefully and intricately blown in that shell of your mortal body, it can be swiftly or gradually taken away. I have a vision of a goldfish when it’s taken from the bowl. He gasps and his gills are moving and constricting for air for that moisture and struggles to find that sweet pleasure of breath. If he is not quickly placed back in, he flips around and gradually inhales and exhales slowly and as that tempo declines he succumbs. But if he is placed in that water in time, we just whisp right along with the waves of the water and flows in his motion. For that pure motion, give thanks. The tempos may vary at times and sometimes that dry air and constriction to push through may be a tedium journey, but just push through to swift through the great bowl of life and living… Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.
Peace & Grace to each of you my lovely Shugas…
This is my Mother’s Day edition mound of love and truth I must share with you. Just Christmas, New Years and some other holidays, media and society has taken it somewhere that is very commercial. And although it is an observed holiday we have got to remember my beautiful ones that we must celebrate our mothers every day and not just the Sunday set aside. It is not about the grandest gift nor greatest deed, it’s all about love. For many it is a triumph getting through for having lost a mother or mother figure, so some choose to not acknowledge it. My personal perspective is to respect the choices of others because we all heal, deal and accept things differently. Let us also be reminded that not only those that birth children are mothers either. Those nurturers who may have never given birth are some of the key ingredients in our lives that make us who we are. That elder in the community, that mother in the church who never carried a fetus but mothered more children to count. For those caretakers and sweet souls that step in when parents are nowhere to be found and cradle seeds from birth, from the streets or those that are lost. For the foster moms that open their open hearts and homes to unwanted and broken ones, loving and caring for them until they are ready to fly further in their journey. For the aunties and big sisters who are the “Jr. Mothers” on patrol when mom wasn’t around or until she returned. And last but not least for all those women carrying a dream in their soul, you dear beautiful one, are bearing a seed that shall come to fruition and be birthed when the Most High crowns that vision with his blessing your birthing shall release some spectacular and Divine.
In memory of my Grandma East Mae who birthed my mom and late auntie, I celebrate her everyday with the lessons my mom passed and continues to pass on. Much love and endless kisses to heaven to my Auntie Eve for being the sugar and spice that molded me to be a unique one and embody the womanly soul of the model of being a leader. To my Granny, Phe Phe, for the old soul and sweet essence of being stern, loving and being secure in being a strong woman independently, if I could hug you now, I know it was exude scents of pond face cream, sweet and gentle just as you.. Last but certainly not least, to my Mother, my sweet Rock, I am grateful that God allowed me to be wombed in your belly. For all the lessons learned and all the talks and wisdom, I open my ears and heart for you to pour in as much as you can so that I may be a fraction of the greatness you are. My love and words are my greatest assets I have to offer you, because they don’t and won’t expire. Blessings to all the mothers and mothers to be near and far, known and unknown. Love up on your moms if they are still present and for those that have transitioned, carry them in remembrance of the lessons and all of them that lives within you. Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you.… Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL”D.