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Grand EGGxample

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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.eggs

Bowl of Life

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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.

Configuration of your Cocoon

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Peace & Grace My Beautiful & Lovely Beings…

We sometimes get the composition of metamorphosis conflicted with the visual.  When in fact it’s the mechanics of it depending upon the season and location of each phase and how it appears.   Each caterpillar endures similar processes but different specificity of forming.  Just as each fetus, some may kick more so than others, some may choose to slide out swiftly, why some like myself require bed rest for the cocoon (womb that is) the mother and choose to be quite unusual by walking out also known as breech.. But regardless there is a birth and both parties necessary are the mother her womb and baby and most if all God pressing the play button for life to enter into this world. My dear cousin and I were talking and insight always presents itself in our conversations…Got to talking about transformation…. He stated it’s not always of one actually transforming but the transformation of parts to the equation…. This morning my perspective and understanding to that was totally clarified… We are sometimes thinking our cocoon phase is composed of thus flexible shield, when in fact it is multifaceted.  The Divine has constructed each our cocoons tailored to our struggle and strength phase. Some are made up of safety nets, some glass just as a shield and some Plexiglas with tint and lasers to protect us… And some of our cocoon phases last longer than others because that maturation of forming different wing sizes, colors and shapes defines the beauty of our pain and growth.  Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique D.

The Betterment of the Blossom

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Peace & Grace To Each Of You Beautiful Ones,

When new blooms unveil, not only does strength introduce itself to both you and others, but the viability and necessity of the metaphoric phase.  The not so glam and attractive phase is the most imperative, for it is when your wings begin to develop and form.  Flying is graceful, but butterflies endured the cocoon periods post catapillaring their way along the journey.  You cannot see the glory, if you ignore the story and struggle of flight and embrace flying.  Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.

The Definitive of Your Conscious Compass Within

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Peace & Grace My Lovely Shugas,

At the genesis of a brand new morning, these words flowed directly from my soul through my pen, and even as I lay in bed I still was a bit drowsy, I grabbed my pen and begin to script this…  After I fell back into my fluffy warm spot in the bed, I took a deep breath and in the sweet morning’s silence I uttered aloud, Give Thanks… For a being a willing vessel and obedient conduit to express such truth and enlightenment.  So, Shugas, here it is….

We sometimes become so comfortable and at east with the option of utilizing the cruise control and auto pilot mode in life, we neglect to realize we sometimes need to navigate with our own senses and what intuitiveness and in-tune (ness). What you see, how you see, when you see along the way creates a scenery and experience that forces you to be the conscious compass and find your own way. Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you. Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL”D.

Grace of the Immaculate Embrace

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Peace & Grace to you my Lovely Shugas…

So because we fight ongoing battles in this life and our weapons are not carnal, I ingest the conscious capsules of the Holy Ghost.  Embracing sincere sibling love with perfect strangers that confirm to me your (Our Father’s infinite wisdom) message and adjust our spiritual intuition on the faith frequency of favor and fervent prayers in humble thanksgiving in advance.

Yesterday while having dinner at a restaurant, as I was sitting awaiting my meal, a woman walked to the table next to me.  Her shirt read, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart”.  Now because I am the person that I am, I immediately gave thanks to my maker and Father instantly for the word and message of confirmation and a much needed word of encouragement.  I instantly wanted to tell her oh my I am sooooooooooo loving your shirt.  But I took a brief moment to ingest the message and simmer on it.  I then looked at her and said, your shirt was confirmation and I so needed that. She replied, “oh yes, and he is able and we must place all trust in him.”  The warm smile from a perfect stranger but all at the same time from a kind familiar soul who at that appointed time were on perfect accord- a sacred accord. We began a brief convo and then flowed into breaking bread individually.  She, with her husband, I, with me myself and the Most High, because he is always with me, “so hey” even when I am alone in natural eyes, I am never alone.  Then the most miraculous occurrence took place.  As I ended my meal, I was in a bit of deep thought for a few moments, and then this tender woman, who I had been conversing with comes to my table embraces me and says, “you continue to trust in him and everything is going to be alright because he is control”.  As we embraced and then pulled away and grabbed hands, I looked into her eyes and told her, give thanks, Thank you… She nodded her head and responded with a warm smile.

As I began to gather my things and pay the check to the waitress, I walked to their table and told them to have safe travels back home as they were traveling and were mid-way their destination.  As I walked out of the restaurant, I just begin to give thanks within my spirit because ministry can occur anywhere and when you are open to truly hearing God and being a sincere and ready vessel, he will move and speak in ways that are so unconventional, but in times such as these, it is tailored just for your specific needs and always on time.  We must sweep away the traditional ways of ministering and being in line with orur calling and too, our spiritual consciousness and be ready at all times when you are about to receive a blessing, a confirmation, direction and guidance on situations in your life that only you the Beloved Father know.  Stay in tune Shugas and never close an eye on the light than is shining in your direction or turn a deaf ear when something is sacredly being released in the atmosphere to lubricate your spirit.

Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you, Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.

Tides of Truth

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Peace & Blessings to you Beautiful Ones,

Smelling the waves and listening to the ocean is indeed one of the greatest lullabies and songs God composed.  To ingest the serenity is sometimes just the craving your soul soooooooooooooooo needs.  We bustle and hustle in multiple routines from day to day and may occasionally rest the body when in pause mode, but the mind and spirit sometimes continues to jump hurdles as if it’s the lead in the Olympics.  The clarity that your soul embraces when in the presence of pure peace is more than what any doctor can diagnose and far greater than any prescription that can be prescribed.  Recess of the mind is greatly needed to recharge and truly activate the spirit in “go” mode and to consciously and actively press the play button to move forward…. As the waves rustle at various tempos, one thing is for sure my dear Shugas, is it must reach and always reaches a soothing halt as it greets the sands and shores.  Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you…  Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.