Everyday on Purpose

Living everyday on purpose! It took me forever and a year to get to this point in lyfe and at 45, I'm still learning to mustur the thought of everyday living on purpose.

I must admit though, it is so damn exciting and finally I'm enjoying lyfe at its best. Is everyday a good day, hell to the nawh.

My God only knows, it certainly has taken me damn 45 years to learn how to embrace the Good, the Bad and the everyday freaking Ugly.

I look at lyfe as "bootcamp", everyday is a day of training. A day of learning. A day of being all that God has created me to be. I would much rather, wake up every morning with a focused direction and a target point in lyfe then to wake up lost and not knowing what to do for the day.

How bout you? How about we make ourselves a vow or should I say a "promise". Let's begin the day with telling ourselves no matter what, we are going to excel. Excel in our lyfe situations, excel in our circumstances and let's stop being so damn flustered!

Girlfriend, this is the way to new beginnings. This is the new NOW! This is the way to deeper depths and higher heights. Don't you wanna go? Come go with me.

Yes, we all get tired from time to time and we all slip off the tracks but guess what? We can't stay here. Jump back on the tracks and chose. Yes, chose to maintain a positive, upbeat attitude on purpose!

Let's strut our day out on PURPOSE.

DIVA Confession

I confess that I don't know it all and I have soo much more to learn.
I confess that I'm a work in progress striving to have a better tomorrow.
I confess that I may not always be open minded, but I'm learning to be.
I confess that I will remain "real" and "true".
I confess that at tymes I just don't want to be bothered with anyone.
I confess that I'm aware, my lyfe experience is and will be different then yours.
I confess that as we grow together, we can learn of each other.
I confess that at tymes, it it difficult to remain cool.
I confess that I don't feel strong or confident all the damn tyme.
I confess that I am weak in sum areas and lack thereof.
I confess that there are tymes that I don't even feel like praying.
I confess that I desire to be held and loved by my man.

I confess that I am only human and not SUPERWOMAN (although, I'd love to be)*smile
I confess...

As a DIVA, I'm aware and I confess.

I Wonder

A male friend of mine stopped by to see me today. Haven't seen him in a long time. He still wants to holla, but really and truly; I got no time for dirt bags. Don't get me wrong, the brother is fine as hell. He dresses sweet, keeps a fresh cut and he's a chocolate flavor the kinda taste that I like. (smile)

As he walked away. I began to WONDER.
I thought about someone and I began to wonder about this other person.
I wonder does he even care about his image?
I wonder is he trying to self distruct himself?
I wonder why is his self image so low?
I wonder why does he hate himself?
I wonder why is he fasinated with trying to change a stripper/hoe into a housewife?
I wonder is he on this ego power trip?
I wonder does he hate women?

Then,
I wondered a little further:
I wonder does he know the chick that he bangs, she has already put his business out in the street?
I wonder, does he know that she is telling everyone she is cuffing him up to be her next victim?
I wonder does he know the chick thinks he is dumb and wierd doo?
I wonder does he know she has shown his DICK pictures to some young girls?
I wonder does he know she has even shown his text messages to them?
I wonder does he know that now the young girls that he interacts with are seeing nothing but his dick and forgetting he is a leader and their elder. That their laughing everytime he sees them?
I wonder, is this the lyfestyle he is building for himself and for his child?

After all that:
I wonder,
I wonder, should I even tell this man?
I wonder, would it even matter; would it make a difference giving him a heads up? Because Obviously, he feels some type of trust for the chick and thinks she isn't telling people.
I wonder, maybe he is that damn stupid?
I wonder, why the fuck should I even care? It's none of my business anyway.

I said, DIVA just Snap back!
Maybe this is the type of chick he needs. Maybe this chick will give him what he deserves.

I just wonder, I hope he is using at least 3 rubbers on this chick. Cause man o man, if he knew what I knew. Wow, he wouldn't even entertain or stomach the thought of her. That is, if he loved himself enough.

I wonder, and maybe someone can answer:
Why are we as people having such low self images and we aren't even concerned about the repercussions that follow our behaviors?
I wonder can anyone help me understand?

The Sneaky, Charming Jezzy

The Sneaky, Charming Jezebel
I found this article today and found it to be most appropiate. I wanted to share it with you, to help you and myself know when you are staring right at JEZZY so that you know how to deal with JEZZY.

Be bold enough to stand up to the JEZZY and understand you are up for a huge battle. For your sake and mine, don't let another JEZZY downplay you, steal, undermine or cast you away as a NOBODY!
Don't be fooled by the picture either, a JEZEBEL can also be a male! Just watch your back especially when dealing with mainstream people.
1. They gain power by removing and destroying those they are afraid of.

2. They are very subtle. They will take credit for the accomplishments of others, and have the others overlooked.

3. So “sweet,” deceitful, “timid,” “innocent,” “feminine,” and sneaky, they are able to fool and recruit others to join them. They can be very charming and charismatic. Their charm is learned behavior, and their “sincerity” is not sincere. They can use their charm to get into positions of authority, while not even being qualified for that position .

4. Quietly plans and trys to remove, and sweetly backstabs to get their way.. They will hold secret meetings behind their victims back to present their case. Of course, they do not see this as gossip, but label it as “sharing a concern.”

5. They are never wrong. To admit they are wrong would mean destruction of their artificial self image.

6. Instead of aggression, they draw on the compassion of others to win support. They become the false victims in a conflict while the true victim gets the blame.

7. They are narcissic. They are not sympathetic to their victims, and tend to play the role of victim themselves, in order to gain sympathy. This way the real victim is left stranded, and opposed by others if they ask for help.

8. They lie, and they know they are lying. Avoiding the truth, or intentionally acting to withhold truth is part of this. False picture is presented to others. Lying is necessary to protect mistakes they make, and blame on others.

9. Impulsive, failure to plan ahead. Their life is Chaotic most of the times.

10. Lack of remorse after hurting someone. They justify the harm.

11. Consistent irresponsibility.


***Note: When dealing with this situation of victim-hood, it is vital that a proper investigation is made to distinguish the real victim from the fake one. The real one will tell the truth. The Jezebel will be unfair and lie. Position or authority is not relevant.

Only character and proof, or lack of it, can tell the difference.

Happy Mothers Day

I remember when my mom had to learn how to braid. As a little girl, my hair use to be down to my butt and my mom practice over and over to style my hair (the african american way). She is a true trooper and my hero!

To My Mom!
A Mother's love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.

I love you mommy!

Beautiful (You're My Favorite Gurl)

I love this song!

Believe in You

Happy Mothers Day to all the Young Ladies who aren't mothers!!
I woke up feeling "You Are Beautiful, Like a Flower" and I wanted to share my feelings with you. Enjoy the video and enjoy your day.