Pushing Forward

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“Raise the rest of your life to meet you.”

~Tyrion Lannister

Peace & Grace to you my lovely and beautiful ones…

I found the quote listed above written on a post it.  Having no clue how long ago I jotted it down, where I saw read it or how long ago, it was in plain sight of my view this morning.  Infinitely grateful for always staying tune and never ignoring when a message is being placed just for me at that specific “right now” time.  After attending a poetry family reunion with my siblings and returning back to my normal routine and life, I felt a bit weighed down.  Simply because when you have been in the company of nothing but positive energy, humble and sincere souls, those that honestly love you and see you and not the mention being in a realm of infectious inspiration, it is a bit difficult to leave it.  But we must return to our normal routines and to our lives.  On the other hand, when you are engulfed with so many pestilence attitudes and constant strife, it is a bit daunting to get back into that willingly.  But this morning when I found this quote, and allowed it to simmer within my inner woman.  We must be able to ride or stroll along in any weather as we travel and no matter the calmness or tumultuous effects in our midst, you must stay and be reminded of the intangible gifts that reside within and the uplifting spirit of those that see you and know that no matter what, you are someone who matters and never hide behind your situation and push, push, push on forward pass the pain, pass the strife, pass the pressures that those around you, that you must deal with and don’t allow it to dictate your spirits strength and determine your resilience.  Being in solitude can be sweet and at times can be just as solitary and you become consumed of your own obstacles, but you must remember you were chosen and selected for this time, for much as a  time as this to be amazing and be instrumental in what the Most High has placed within.  Never shelter yourself within your feelings…Continue to maturate within to truly see the depth of what this life brings and your assignment and determination to continuing pushing being the bright beam of light that you are.  Share that light in your words, your kind and random acts to and for others, show love, share your heart with a simple smile.  I met another me this weekend and I am so grateful for those appointed siblings that were and are placed within my life for a purpose.  Although you may be consumed with many storms focus on the calmness and sweet peace of light that soothes the atmosphere.

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

 

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Windows of GREEN

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Peace & Grace to you my lovely Shugas…

You know jealousy is a crazy power that takes over the foolish and mindlessness ones.  It still baffles me why and how folks are soooooooooooooooooooooooooo incredibly envious and bleeding emerald green when the truth cuts them.  In fact what is totally redundant to me is the reasons known and unknown why those being lash at you with such hatred and animosity.  But I have found out instead of stopping to the levels of ignorance, it pays more in humility and growth to be the grander person and ignore it and be the better and wiser one.  After all, ignorance gets one nowhere and certainly, no foreigner inherits your birthright and the intangible aspect of the “you” you are.  You cannot be ignored temporarily but never erased and your worth is far wealthy than naysayers, dreamcrushers and ruin runners.  Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you.  Love & Blessings, Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.

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.

The Honor of Mothering –Mother’s Day Note

 

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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.

Respiration of Resilience

 

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Peace & Grace To You My Beautiful Ones…

The power within the human spirit is majestically miraculous.  We sometimes unknowingly ignore and don’t realize the strength that abides deep in the fibers of our beings.  True now, we all inhabit different levels of strength, but that depends on your faith magnitude intertwined with the maturation of your mind and character as a person.  But there is something amazingly authentic when you recognize your strengths are greater than your weaknesses and that you not only rise above adversity but you thrive in truth and tenacity.  If you reciprocate the plantings of purposeful seeds in your garden of life, you shall continually ingest the grandness of your garden of virtue as you respirate your resilience. Love & Blessings to you, you, you and you.  Monique “1MOpoeticSOUL” D.

Fleeing The Fear

 

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Peace & Grace to you my Lovely and Beautiful Ones…

Heard a song this morning, quite a vintage tune it was.  But you ever have a moment when you heard the song millions of times, but it’s at that appointed moment you truly heard it for the first time.  Being one of the arts and truly tuning into all senses, I hear the words and melodies and harmonies all in sync yet all individual and see the story being told.  First heard the song, one a classic comedy “First Wives” with my dear cussinfriend.  In the movie these women were taking back their identities and independence of who they were before they married and who they grew to be post crazy divorces.  However, when I heard a cover by a new artist it spoke to me in volumes of magnitude.  We are born to parents into families, live in societies and stroll through life through the various boulevards of left and right turns and curves of people’s expectations depending upon their beliefs and own feelings.  But my, oh my, it’s not only the moment when women thought it necessary to burn bras to advocate their rights and raise their voices or when hunger strikes took place in protest of Vietnam or marches and boycotts during the Civil Rights Movement played in repetition in heavy rotation that we must be heard, but it is your own solemn prerogative to live “your” life and live it by your means and merits.  No one owns you, nor do they hold the keys to your future or papers to your freedom.  Be free and be the soul that lives within.  You’re not a sideshow oddity, you are unique.  You inhabit the skills and gifts that are amazingly authentic and there is only one you.  You are not a carton of milk or property item on a shelf stamped “expired”.  When you feel a bit dusty, hey, polish yourself up and reinvent you and be the “you” that “truly” lives within.  We can’t live for others, we can’t be the mantel piece Oscar many try to mold us to be as showpieces and examples.  Your quirks are quintessential and your value is priceless.   This is a salute to those that are of the different and eccentric kind gifted with the consciousness of Divine wisdom and utilizing that which is placed within you.

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

 

Take a listen and lubricate your audibles to this tune… Be you, my lovely ones and do it unapologetic ally.   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1saJvhS3LiA

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.