I Cannot Complain Too Much

 

We all have our ups and downs here and there depending on what each of us individuals consider or define as minor or major bumps in the road of our journey here on earth.

But for the most part life has treated me kindly. I have been fortunate in many areas of travel throughout the interesting ride of this physical plane.

 

Have A Blessed New Year!

 

Many people claim that they want to start fresh each new year- and many do aspire to with the best of intentions.

A lot of the time, though, it continues as the popular saying goes with “The same shit on a different day”.

Hopefully all of us will not have to endure different days of the same shit throughout this brand-new year.

Happy New Year’s Everyone!

 

The Act Of Giving

 

I received Christmas gifts from managers when I worked in retail.

In my field of health care, I have had appreciative clients for no special occasion who had slipped me money for their appreciation of the work I did for them.

 

Before I left work late yesterday afternoon, one of my client’s relatives handed me a Christmas card with money.

I remember years ago when another client’s daughter handed me a Christmas card with two hundred dollars because she appreciated the work I did.

I have encountered nice people who were not just generous with their money but with their time and other acts of kindness and concern toward me.

The thoughts coming from these people are enough for me as I rarely accept money or gifts when asked what it is that I want- even from family or friends.

If people really want to give me something they will have to do it without consulting with me first because I do not ever want anything no matter how odd that may sound.

I have always been this way.

My mother would tell anybody that as she knew firsthand. She used to sometimes innocently fight with me as she did not understand the reason I did not take advantage of items she wanted to buy me when I was a teenager.

It is beautiful though when people give from their heart to show gratitude, love, or just because it is within their nature to be thoughtful or nice.

 

The True Nature Of Celebration

 

 

I stopped celebrating Christmas, Thanksgiving, and even my birthday when I was twelve years of age.

My reason for doing so had absolutely nothing to do with any religious belief or outside influence, they were done purely out of personal feelings and rationalizations.

Many events in this society are commercialized or set within following traditions.

I have always been an unconventional individual, doing and behaving on my own terms according to my own nature and distinct mindset.

I do not, never have, and never will let society dictate what my values should be, how I conduct myself, or how I live my life.

I am not one to just go along with the program.

I still can and do, of course, acknowledge and respect the celebration of holidays and birthdays regarding others as I send out and accept cards or gifts from those who matter or who show kindness.

The thing is, I do not need one day out of a year to express love, the existence of life, appreciation for things, or the beauty of togetherness with those near and dear.

I send out cards, have given gifts, shown gratitude and spent meaningful time with loved ones as an ongoing periodic all year around basis.

To me, every day is a day to be grateful, to celebrate life, to share moments with those we love or care for, and so on.

I am not inspired by tradition because tradition does not inspire who I am.

 

 

 

The Best Gifts For Every Season

 

The true meaning of Christmas itself is to celebrate the birth and life of Jesus Christ, but there is nothing wrong with attributing this day with merriment and gift-giving.

Still and all, the most precious gifts in life cannot be bought or sold wrapped up and used to eventually be thrown away. Some material possessions do last a lifetime, but people and connected relationships last forever.

The best gifts on earth we have are each other (the one or ones that you love and who sincerely love you whether it is a pet, a genuine friend, or a treasured family member.)

Whether one believes this or not, even if there is no one in your corner, all one truly needs is God as he will provide and secure your future as well as maintain your strength and character.

When we accept Jesus, we receive the most significant (vital) gift of all- eternity.

 

 

 

My Poodle

 

As I have been blogging for about sixteen years altogether, I have mentioned throughout that time more than once, for those who are not aware, that I had my very first pet, a pure-bred German Shepherd puppy when I was the age of seven.

From then on, I welcomed many puppies, dogs, and even a few cats inside my home.

My family were not strangers to animals as on my mother’s side of the family- her mother’s mother- they owned a farm in Halifax, Virginia.

So, they had plenty of dogs, chickens, pigs, cattle and so on. My family had their own business in the south.

Most of the dogs that I had were German Shepherds who were mixed, Labrador’s who were mixed, one Chihuahua, and I had a pure-bred poodle.

“Dancer” was an adult small-size white-colored poodle.

She was the second dog I ever owned as a child.

Dancer was very smart and would exhibit human-like behavior just as “Brandie” did (my beloved dog who I adopted later).

Dancer was still at home when I brought seven- to eight-week-old Brandie home from North Shore Animal League in the summer of 1986.

Afterwards, another puppy came from North Shore. Then came “Benji”, a Labrador puppy who I got from a litter through a neighbor.

There was a time I had three dogs in the home all at the same time.

Dancer and I spent a lot of time together, but she was an old dog I had up until the age of twelve until someone stole her away from me.

Our family had a certain idea of who took and sold her.

 

 

 

 

 

It Was Made Obvious

 

I remember in my early twenties when a guy from the old neighborhood I grew up in came up behind me in the 1990’s and uttered, “You love animals more than you love people”.

This was after news had gotten back to him that I had told a small crowd of guys on a street corner one night how ugly they were.

These guys used to act silly and harass me because I would not date them, so I had to put them in check.

Anyhow, the guy who came up behind me heard about the incident and called me a bitch.

He was looking for a reaction because usually the average female would get offended by this word, which, in my opinion, has no meaning unless one decides to place value on it.

If anything, I took “bitch” as a compliment even though he meant it as an insult. I was never the average type of female anyhow. I was very unique in many aspects.

When this guy saw that I did not respond to the word bitch, he knew the reason was because I did not care.

So, the next time he approached me it was about the regard I had for animals, as he would observe the moments, he saw me share in the neighborhood with my dogs.

He was correct. In general, I did care for animals (canines) more than I cared for people- and with good reason!

My two favorite individuals in the entire world were my mother and one of my dogs named Brandie.

Dogs are easier to like or love than most people. I am one who did not love easily to begin with, as I know the true definition of love.

Love in any instance should and has to come naturally.

There is a circle of few I call and who are true friends. There are even people around me who are good and trustworthy.

However, my mother and my dog are the ones who knew me best and who I both consider my friends for life from here on earth to beyond.

 

 

Adored

 

 

It is a jungle out there. People behave like savage wild beasts, while certain domesticated animals remain the calmest, loving, trusting, loyal, joyous and innocent creatures within existence. 
 
Some of us are prone to love and to care for our animals more than we do other people. Some of us even prefer them over other people. 
 
Our animals don’t care what we look like, what color we are, or anything else for that matter. 
  
All they care about is how we treat them, and even animals who get mistreated still give out undeserving volumes of unconditional love and affection. 
 
It may seem that our animals do better than us when it comes to being humane. They teach us a lot about love, forgiveness, and childlikeness. 
 
Attributes Jesus described, then he said, I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like little children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven. -Matthew 18:3 
 
Our animals are very smart, observant, and crafty. We need them just as much as they need us. 
 
Perhaps the world would be a better place if our pets ruled. We surely could take quite a few significant lessons from them on how to behave and to treat one another. 
 
Thank God, he blessed us with canine companions and other animals of preference to adore and to share our homes with, because those furry buddies are the best things on the planet earth! 
 
Sincerely LaToya Lawrence 

 

 

 

 

Friends For Life ❤🐕

 

The German Shepherd/Collie mix love of my life has been gone for twenty years now.

Time has no bearing when it comes to love as I still think about my precious baby every single day. I always loved her so much from the moment her little body was placed in my young arms at the animal shelter.

Brandie is long gone but she will never be forgotten, and I surely hope to see her one day as many of us whose pets have passed on do.

 

 

There will indeed be dogs and other animals when God brings heaven down to earth for our eternity.

Unfortunately, there is no mention of the Bible stating that we will ever see our pets again as we will our deceased relatives.

Nevertheless, although there is no guarantee, we can hold out hope.

God is the almighty creator and ruler. He can do anything that he pleases, and he may surprise us one day.

I really hope to reunite with Brandie again. I do not want to imagine never seeing or being with her again.

 

 

What Does Love Have To Do With It?

 

There was a ridiculous double standard I used to hear when I was growing up, one that I knew definitely was not true because I myself naturally did not hold this particular stance.

I used to hear how, when it came to intercourse, how, for females, it would take emotion to be involved for her to become engaged, or that, after a sexual encounter, she would become emotionally attached.

Such a bunch of sexists, insulting nonsense!

I am not saying to hop around for the hell of it for those who burn with lust or the occasional desire for some to have sex, or to have sex for the sole purpose of having a child- as I once considered just using a man to conceive a baby many years ago without any commitment or affection on my part.

What I am saying as a fact is that for a “Virgin” or a woman who is constantly sexually active, or that has been sexually active not too often, she does not necessarily have to have any interest at all in a particular man for her to be able to have sex with him.

It does not mean that she cares for him, and it definitely does not mean that she has any love for him.

Sex and love have nothing to do with one another. They are both two separate things.

Women can have sex with men without having any type of attraction or feelings for them- and without any guilt.

I definitely know this all for a fact.

Some men may not have understood or wanted to have accepted this reality because they were always stereotypically viewed as the ones who primarily used women to get what they wanted. So, it was too much of a bruise to the ego.

Truth is, as it is more out in the open these days- though there are still some with ignorant concepts- it works both ways.

There are men who become emotionally attached through sex whereas others do not, and vice-versa with certain women.

Some men or women do have to have feelings for someone before they go to bed with them.

A woman who has sex with a man who she does not love or care for does not make her a whore either, because there are many different types of circumstances that take place within situations.

Men who are whorish do not normally get called the undesirable whores that they truly are by the majority of society.

There are married couples without love within a marriage. To each his or her own.

Yes, when it comes to God, he intended for intercourse to be between couples tied together through wedlock. Anything outside of this is wrong or immoral to God. He also intended true consideration and dedication to each other. That is why marriage was not to be entered into lightly.

However, we all have our own free-will, gifts, and characteristics.

Some of us are asexual and are completely not into sex. Asexuality is not a sin. Some of us do not want to ever get married. Some want a loving, faithful, life-long relationship. Some just want to run around or have sex without strings attached.

There are possible consequences to actions sometimes, such as venereal disease, crazy people with fatal attractions, violent confrontations over cheating, unwanted pregnancies.

Some of these incidents even take place with married couples.

This is a crazy-mixed up world.

I, as a woman, personally wished that there was no such thing as sexual intercourse and that, as a woman, I would be able to conceive a child naturally on my own if I ever decided to (although I did not or would not want any children at this time in my life- but if I ever had a long time ago). I feel I should not have to share my vagina with anyone, and I know I did not ever have to, my vagina belongs to me.

A little note: There is an actual fish in creation that is by nature able to conceive offspring on its own without the fertilization from a male counterpart.

 

As A Woman I Am My Own Distinct Material

 

I am not a mother. I had been told I would make a good mother if I had children, and I took the remark as a compliment.

Some may even consider me wife material, which can serve as a compliment or an insult, depending on what one’s idea is based on.

I never saw myself as marriage material, as I never had the desire or interest in romance or for stereotypical wifely duties-this nature was never within me.

The old barefoot, pregnant, in the kitchen, outdated image of wife-hood was definitely not a suitable way of life for me either.

Things have changed in this day and age and the definition of wife-material does not necessarily have to be a negative one.

Many secure men appreciate strong, independent women who can hold their own and who can also show love, support and maintain a healthy relationship that produces meaning and growth.

Most of us heard the saying, “You can’t turn a hoe into a housewife”.

Well, I say one cannot turn a virgin or one who is not into sex as a housewife either.

How many sexual partners one has had or not had does not determine one’s sufficiency. It is about one’s mentality and character.

I always knew that my self-esteem or self-worth/value as a female was not defined or dictated by my vagina or men I have never slept with.

Nor did my self-esteem or self-worth depend on what a man or anyone else classified as what was appropriate within their own personal or societal standards.

My vagina is not me; it is only a part of the body that belongs to me. I am the spirit within me, I am an individual having this human experience here on earth.

It is a great offense to suggest that any positive qualities a woman may have are only prized or treasured if a man prefers or desires them.

There are women who have no interest in satisfying a man.

They have no desire to marry or to be in a committed relationship.

Some women are intent on or concerned about developing their own careers, their own personal/spiritual growth, or the fulfillment of what they may want to offer or contribute to the world through their own special purpose.

These types of women do not need the acceptance or approval of a man to feel self-worth and value.

 

 

Riding The Waters

Daily Living, By Miss LaToya

The first time I remember riding on a boat I was very young, about seven or eight years of age.

It was on the Manhattan Circle-Liner I rode with a group of family members.

They had come up to visit from Virginia. They wanted to tour around the New York City waters to see the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State building, and other attractions.

During childhood I also visited Hershey Park in Hershey, Pennsylvania where I rode numerous water-rides all day. The fun I had! I loved water-rides back then.

I have been on boats a few times as an adult. There is no excitement to it unless I feel myself moving on the vessel.

At the age of sixteen I was bored as can be down inside the Staten Island Ferry as I rode with friends while we hung out in Manhattan on Independence Day.

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For The Avid Reader

 

Last week, I sent a good, life-long friend money for her birthday.

In return, she told me the money came in handy as she was going to use the funds to purchase a new release by Stephen King titled “Fairytale”.

From what I read in the detail of the book it seems very interesting. The novel deals with dark fantasy, thriller, and suspense.

My mother read and loved Stephen King novels in the early 1980’s. And, of course, we both enjoyed his films.

I know what a joy it is to read. I love a book that I am unable to put down. I really hope my friend enjoys her novel.

I remember years ago when I used to be a member of “Black Expressions” book club. I had ordered suspense and thriller novels. The ones I chose out of the catalog were excellent!

I also remember the True Crime library series of books I used to purchase at Barnes and Noble bookstore.

I would literally be up all night glued to my books. It was an exciting time back then.

Bon Voyage

 

I had the opportunity to go to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil when I was twelve years of age but I did not want to go.

Since I didn’t want to go my mother did not go either. She would not have gone to another country and left me behind.

The trip to Brazil may have been interesting, I don’t know, I really do not care. I have no regrets.

I was not one fascinated by travel.

I did not mind visiting other states as I have done yet when it came to visiting other countries I always declined.

I have family and friends who have explored overseas and I think their tours of alluring, exotic places are wonderful.

It is just not my thing.

I will stick to the United States as my family originated in Halifax, Virginia.

 

 

I come from southern folk. African American, Native American (Cherokee and Blackfoot Indian), and European (English) bloodline.

I prefer my native land.

I have relatives that are still located in different parts of Virginia, Florida, Georgia, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, North Carolina and within other states.

I have visited a friend in New Hampshire, relatives in South Carolina.

I have been to Pennsylvania, Connecticut, Maryland, Delaware and a few more states.

There are many beautiful countries and lovely cultures out there within our huge world.

A friend was telling me last week how she would like to visit and revisit a few countries in the near future.

I will keep my travel restricted to America, nevertheless.

 

Men With The “Wrong Head” On Their Shoulders

 

In my younger days men always chased after me whether they were single, had girlfriends, or even wives it didn’t matter.

A lot of guys liked me, not because all were just interested in sex, they genuinely liked me as a person. They enjoyed my conversation; they were intrigued by my uniqueness.

I had male as well as female associates. Sometimes I even got along better with certain males than I did with females.

Men shared wild and intimate secrets with me. They’d have girlfriends or wives while having other women on the side and etc….

I was upfront with them letting them know that they would never get into my panties.

I had some that were glad I was the way that I was even though it was a bruise to their ego. Some were envious of me, some resented me, some didn’t care- I did not care either.

No one could take advantage of me, no one could get over on me. Everything I did was on my terms or to my advantage. I was never the emotional lovey-dovey type of female. Although I had no problem with expressing how I thought or felt.

I had some very funny and crazy experiences with guys.

There was a neighborhood guy in his fifties that was interested in me when I was in my twenties.

We were sitting in his jeep talking while a crowd of people were there hanging out, talking, enjoying the days of summer.

All of a sudden, he turned the key in the ignition, started the vehicle, and drove around the corner.

I opened the door to the jeep and hopped out as we were halfway down the block (he had not drove too fast as I was able to take a safe leap).

I knew he was going to try to rape me.

 

 

When I was out of the jeep he told me to get back in.

I told him no! “Get back into the jeep so that you can rape me and then everybody say that it was my fault for getting back into the jeep?” I spoke.

“Rape?!” He spoke.

This fifty something year old man then got out of his vehicle and literally chased me around the jeep telling me to get back in.

I purposely ran around the jeep to make an ass out of him. Then I walked back down the block to where the rest of the people were. He was nothing to worry about. He was high, hard-up, and frivolously hell-bent.

My mother and I laughed about it later when I told her what had happened “He was going to get him some ass, huh?!” She relayed back in truth and humor.

My mother acknowledged to me that I was lucky the man didn’t have power-locks in his jeep.

Rape is a serious crime and no laughing matter; however, this man was nothing to take serious in my situation I was in no further danger. I was well-known in the neighborhood; people knew him and what he was about. He definitely knew better. I was a hangout partner with his sister whom he didn’t get along too well with.

This man and I ran into one another weeks later as I were on my way to the store, he was parked on the corner and called me over to the car.

I brought up the prior incident.

“Rape?!” He said like the suggestion I made was preposterous in order to through me off. He wanted to make me feel foolish. Of course, it did not work.

“There is too much pussy out here to rape”, he added out of anger.

When I did not back down and insisted on what he aimed to do he exclaimed, “I don’t want you!”

Then he admitted that by his last words he was just trying to hurt my feelings.

“My feelings are not hurt”, I expressed. “Why would I care if you want me or not?”

“Yeah, that could be true. You women can be cold”, he expressed back in return.

I, LaToya did not understand this man’s mentality at all. I did not understand the ignorance.

When I told a male associate the story he automatically knew instinctively as he addressed to me, “He was going to rape you”.

Months later, the fifty-year-old man’s sister came to me and told me that another female came to her and told her that her brother tried to rape her too. I and this other targeted girl did not personally know one another but I had seen her in the neighborhood before.

In return, the sister told the girl that she had heard about it before (through me but she did not tell the girl where she heard about it from).

The man’s sister told me that her brother trying to rape this other woman was not relevant because of her notorious promiscuous sexual behavior.

I disagree.

As far as I am concerned, even a prostitute does not deserve to be raped even though she may be asking for it depending on her situation.

If a woman does not consent to having sex, then no man has the right to force himself on the woman regardless of her sexual history.

Rape is an act of violence and control.

 

 

 

 

The Company One Keeps

 

As a sojourner I continue to listen to God over listening and trusting in the world

I will never stop learning, growing and being made into the individual that he created me to be.

We who live in spirit should constantly beware and be wise.

I was always careful who I associated myself with.

I had no desire to be bothered or to allow just anyone into my circle.

Of course, everyone who comes into our lives are not meant to stay, they do not always have our best interest.

Some who mean us well are not always meant to stay either yet God may allow them to cross our paths as stones to step upon.

I have known these truths early on within life and it had done me a great service to heed warnings, to recognize red flags, and to appreciate whatever enlightenment there was to receive or uncover upon my journey.

 

 

 

 

Really Good People Are Hard To Come By: I Have Been Lucky To Be In The Company Of The Well-Suited From Time To Time

 

This is a huge world with all types of people.

All of us are not going to take to, connect with, or get along with every single person we encounter or come across within this lifetime.

Nevertheless, I have really met and dealt with some people who have treated me with sincerity, reasonableness, kindness, and generosity.

Intelligent people who I could have deep meaningful discussions with.

People who I could just chill and laugh with.

It is nice to still know with all of the fucked-up people in this society that there are and will always be others out there who are compatible with us even if we are all outnumbered by the rest of the assholes out there!

 

 

 

 

 

 

The True Beauty And Power Of Love

 

 

I have loved and been loved unconditionally.

The term love is often used loosely by many. Genuine love is powerful.

Some who don’t receive affection in the home become jealous of others who do. They then go out to search for love in all the wrong places only to later be disappointed.

Love cannot be persuaded or forced love has to come naturally.

When one has truly experienced love, they have experienced a beauty that no one can ever take away.

 

 

My Words Of Insight And Wisdom

 

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone no matter how young one is.

Whether older or younger we can all go at any time with or without warning.

There are those who need to wake up to learn although some never will.

Life is too short to waste time on things that don’t really matter and that are not worth one’s energy or time.

When I look back on my life I look back in peace and without regret.

I had a wonderful mother, dog, and I have a supernatural gift that God gave to me along my journey all to prepare, show love, and quip me.

Life is a deep experience and one not to take lightly or for granted.

These encounters of life are all a test. Will each of us pass? Some will some will not only God knows for sure.

The most important things to remember while we are still here are to spend each day living wisely by valuing dear people and the time we have, developing and maintaining a sincere/genuine relationship with God, doing the best we can to live right step by step with the help and guidance of the Holy Spirit.

 

 

 

 

Our Fur Babies

Check out this link after reading the post below if you’re an animal lover: Gone Too Soon

Aren’t they so lovable and adorable?!

They are the love of our lives.

Us pet parents will hurt someone over our fur babies.

We cherish them dearly ❤

Nothing compares to the beautiful relationship between a pet and their owner aside from the connection to a beloved relative.

Puppies and dogs 🐕 are such wonderful companions to have around.

I have written many posts about my beloved pets, and canines in general, over the fifteen years of blogging.

Friends and family members of mine have shared and discussed the value and nature within what we have witnessed with some of these amazing creatures.

Some individuals go too far and take things to the extreme when it comes to their pets, though.

As I have mentioned before (and I don’t mean to sound like a broken record), I never drank or ate out of the same cup or bowl as my pup or dog like I have seen certain people do and have never gotten into the tub to take a bath with my dogs- and I never will.

Those actions are not for me, but I definitely kiss my fur babies on the nose, give them warm hugs, and let them sleep on my bed!

 

 

 

 

LaToya: Blessed, Never Stressed!

 

I am so blessed. Everything within my life is going so well.

I have all of the things that I need, I am not lacking for anything, and I have particular loyal and wonderful people around me who are genuine.

Ever since I was a little girl, I have noticed the luck and protection I continuously have which is really just a result of the high favor that is bestowed upon me by my creator.

I am the daughter of the highest and no one can touch me.

The knowledge, wisdom, confidence and strength that I carry is fierce!

I love myself dearly, I respect myself highly. I am very proud of the individual that I am.

I have lived a clean, meaningful life. I am a good person. I always possessed energy that generated and that radiated at a high vibration.

I have an authentic purity that no one can contaminate or destroy.

I never cared about what people thought or said. I have a mind of my own, no one can control me and no one can stop me from doing anything that I want to do or put my mind to.

I know that I am a very rare and unique individual, I always was and that is what makes me so special and why people who are close to me love me so much.

However, I never needed the acceptance or approval of others to feel good about myself. I have that inner self-assurance and foundation within my true identity as one who is highly gifted.

I never worry about anything.

Everything is always going to turn out okay as it always has because God is the one who is in control and he fights all of my battles. No one on this earth gets away with the negativity they put out.

They will answer for it one way or another whether it is in this life or when they enter into the next (when they die).

We can absolutely take up for ourselves, fight for what we believe in, and express our truths but when it comes to revenge no one will handle it better than the Lord!

Leave it all to God.

We have to laugh at ignorant people and people who do dirt because all they are doing is setting themselves up for their own downfalls. So, continue to be happy, enjoy the peace and authority the Lord gives over us and don’t follow the perversity of this sick world. latoya lawrence.

My True Source Of Help

The Lord is my best friend. He is the one I go to for help.

Aside from my mother, I would depend on him before I would depend on anyone else.

God was always ready, willing, and able to help me even when I did not know that he had already taken charge of my situation ahead of time.

Isn’t he a mighty rock in the nick of time?!  

There are people we interact with and who help us out in life such as, parents, doctors, teachers, and so on, but none of them can bring aid or relief to us in the way that God does.

From my own personal experience, it has always been God who was able to fix and to correct my situation because he is the only one who truly knew every core of my inner being and where to operate.

I never needed a counselor, therapist, or shoulder to cry on (aside from my mother), ever in my life. All I needed was a spiritual advisor, and I speak the truth!

Only a higher power was able to solve my specific problem, conflict, or difficulty. Whatever it was that was missing only God could replace it for me.

It is still this way today.

A force to prevent me to seek help from where there is no requirement unto what would not be understood.

When my circumstance does occasionally arise, the affairs are derived mostly from a spiritual aspect that connects to my physical elemental situation.

God comprehends in the ultimate way that others cannot.

I lift up my eyes to the mountains where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth! -Psalms 121: 1-2

 

 

 

A Change Of Heart

I have heard stories of how Jesus transformed prostitutes, drug addicts, murderers, and so on. I have never been any of those things, but for the Lord to actually impact the lives of specific individuals who once lived within the grips of that type of lifestyle is truly inspiring and phenomenal.

I can testify to how God transformed my heart from hatred toward him to amicable. I believe aside for his great purpose for me the Lord also wants to use me as an example and inspiration to others.

If he could rededicate a believer of him since childhood who turned away from him in animosity during adulthood that is a story worth telling within itself- no matter how minor it may seem.

Returning back to the arms of God, surrendering completely to his plan, and having a hunger for reading the word and connecting deeper to his spirit is hardly anything insignificant to the Lord.

The event is a cause for celebration in the heavens. There is nothing more important on earth than having an intimate partnership with God.

Let’s Talk About The Good News!

I am no stranger to the spirit. It is a great inspirer and motivator. Through the fruit of the spirit, along with the natural and supernatural talents bestowed upon us for his glory, God will speak and shine his light- to steadily flow through us.

As an ambassador of Jesus Christ, I have no problem sharing and spreading his wonderful message of truth and warnings. It is vital information that affects everyone’s future now unto eternity.

This world is not going to last, we are all going to die one day and while we are here God is giving us time by extending his grace. Once this time period is over it will be too late.

In whichever way God stimulates his spirit within you take courage and let him be your guide. For those of us filled with the “anointed essence” of the joy (excitement) we have no obstacle to hold us back from exercising the word through our special talents and abilities.

We are not, and don’t have to be perfect in what we do. Our Lord meets us where we’re at and uses our experiences and testimonies to bear witness to his truth, power, and glory. All we have to do is be sincere, then trust and believe in the work God is perfecting within his purpose for us.

Reach out to those around you who may not yet know our Lord in the way that you do. Let them know that the only way to heaven is through Jesus Christ even if what you express brings a discomfort.

A tough situation and talk about the beauty of Jesus and the consequences of rejecting him is utterly worth the everlasting gift of residing in the house of the Lord for all eternity.

It’s our job to reaffirm and to continuously make known the Gospel of Jesus Christ and why he came here to the earth.

He came so that we could once again have a close personal relationship with God the father by sacrificing himself so that we would be saved from our sins and able to escape damnation- which is eternal separation from God in hell after death.

We can explain and help others to the correct path, however, we cannot force them to walk down the narrow lane. The final outcome is up to them whether or not they attempt to embrace and surrender to the only way, truth, and life- which is no other than God’s one and only begotten son Jesus Christ who died so that we could live.

 

 

 

Good And Sweet People

 

Scripture leaves no doubt about it: There’s nobody living right, not even one, nobody who knows the score, nobody alert for God. They’ve all taken the wrong turn; they’ve all wandered down blind alleys. No one’s living right; I can’t find a single one. Their throats are gaping graves, their tongues slick as mudslides. Every word they speak is tinged with poison. They open their mouths and pollute the air. They race for the honor of sinner-of-the-year, litter the land with heartbreak and ruin, Don’t know the first thing about living with others. They never give God the time of day. This makes it clear, doesn’t it, that whatever is written in these Scriptures is not what God says about others but to us to whom these Scriptures were addressed in the first place! And it’s clear enough, isn’t it, that we’re sinners, every one of us, in the same sinking boat with everybody else? Our involvement with God’s revelation doesn’t put us right with God. What it does is force us to face our complicity in everyone else’s sin. But in our time something new has been added. What Moses and the prophets witnessed to all those years has happened. The God-setting-things-right that we read about has become Jesus-setting-things-right for us. And not only for us, but for everyone who believes in him. For there is no difference between us and them in this. Since we’ve compiled this long and sorry record as sinners (both us and them) and proved that we are utterly incapable of living the glorious lives God wills for us, God did it for us. Out of sheer generosity he put us in right standing with himself. A pure gift. He got us out of the mess we’re in and restored us to where he always wanted us to be. And he did it by means of Jesus Christ. God sacrificed Jesus on the altar of the world to clear that world of sin. Having faith in him sets us in the clear. God decided on this course of action in full view of the public—to set the world in the clear with himself through the sacrifice of Jesus, finally taking care of the sins he had so patiently endured. This is not only clear, but it’s now—this is current history! God sets things right. He also makes it possible for us to live in his rightness. So where does that leave our proud Jewish insider claims and counterclaims? Canceled? Yes, canceled. What we’ve learned is this: God does not respond to what we do; we respond to what God does. We’ve finally figured it out. Our lives get in step with God and all others by letting him set the pace, not by proudly or anxiously trying to run the parade. –Romans 3:10-28


 

We are not to assume, or entertain the thought that everyone who is or was considered to be a good person, will reside in heaven after they die. Only those who are saved.

I’ve met and come across some very nice people who have treated me ever so kindly, and we all had gotten along pleasantly well.

Many of us interact or have interacted with people of upstanding character, hospitable dispositions, and generous hearts. The only thing is they may have ongoing lifestyle acts, choices, or beliefs that do not coincide with the will of our heavenly father.

We may say to ourselves, “That person is so nice, so good. They should be able to go to heaven or have eternal life in the new kingdom on earth”. We look at their favorable attitudes and personalities, not necessarily caring about what they do or what they have done within their personal lives as long as they are decent citizens and not hurting anybody.

However, it is just not possible according to the scriptures. My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the LORD. “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine. For just as the heavens are higher than the earth, so my ways are higher than your ways and my thoughts higher than your thoughts. –Isaiah 55:8-9

Particular things in life that may not matter heavily to us or that we may disagree with have great significance and righteousness to God. Yes, some of those things do seem very unfair because I’ll be the first to say that I didn’t ask to come here into the world why should I have to be subject to certain aspects that I didn’t have anything to do with in the first place?

One thing I don’t like is Jesus commanding us all to love one another (in a perfect world that would be logical). That is a very hard one for me. Love has to come natural for me and I wouldn’t even want to love just anyone, especially an undesirable person. Who wants to love a trouble-maker and the like? It may be easy for God to love them because he designed them but I didn’t create them so why should I have to even like them? There are many believers/born again Christians who struggle with this one. I can be civil, polite, and reasonable with them but I don’t want to love them and I genuinely don’t. At the same time, I don’t hold any animosity.

I am a genuinely honest person, I can’t help but tell the truth about the way I feel, it is very therapeutic for me to express my self sincerely.

You have heard the law that says, ‘Love your neighbor’ and hate your enemy. But I say, love your enemies! Pray for those who persecute you! In that way, you will be acting as true children of your Father in heaven. For he gives his sunlight to both the evil and the good, and he sends rain on the just and the unjust alike. If you love only those who love you, what reward is there for that? Even corrupt tax collectors do that much. If you are kind only to your friends, how are you different from anyone else? Even pagans do that. But you are to be perfect, even as your Father in heaven is perfect. –Matthew 5:43-48

But to you who are willing to listen, I say, love your enemies! Do good to those who hate you. Bless those who curse you. Pray for those who hurt you. –Luke 6:27-28

 

Now back to what I was addressing about people who we deem as good who don’t fit in with the standards of the Lord. We may have friends, relatives or associates who we like, love and have compassion for who are homosexual, are pro-choice about abortion, or who live with their partners outside of marriage. These circumstances are inexcusable to God. He doesn’t penalize the ones who accept him and are trying to break free from what they are doing as his holy spirit will work within one to gradually heal and deliver them from their sin.

On the other hand those who don’t want or don’t have a desire to change and want to continue on with behaviors and attitudes, knowing that it goes against the Lord’s will- no matter how nice and good they are to us- won’t be accepted into heaven or enter into eternal life.

Don’t you realize that those who do wrong will not inherit the Kingdom of God? Don’t fool yourselves. Those who indulge in sexual sin, or who worship idols, or commit adultery, or are male prostitutes, or practice homosexuality, or are thieves, or greedy people, or drunkards, or are abusive, or cheat people—none of these will inherit the Kingdom of God. Some of you were once like that. But you were cleansed; you were made holy; you were made right with God by calling on the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God. –1 Corinthians 6:9-11

So called Christian’s also need to be heedful as we must not deceive ourselves to think we are following Jesus Christ/God when we actually are not.

Jesus warns us, On judgment day many will say to me, ‘Lord! Lord! We prophesied in your name and cast out demons in your name and performed many miracles in your name.’ But I will reply, ‘I never knew you. Get away from me, you who break God’s laws.’ –Matthew 7:22-23

Whatever the case upon any individual is between them and our father in heaven. We must never be quick to suggest who is or who may be going or have went to heaven or hell based solely on what we see or perceive. We don’t know their hearts and mind or whether or not God reached them or they went to Jesus in or before their last moments.

The most important thing for us to do is to remain focused on the core facts of the New Testament that we can without a doubt rely on. Stay into the word of God as he gives us this time to surrender/follow him, trust in him, and be filled with hope and anticipation for the expectation of his return.

 

 

Thankful

Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. –Thessalonians 5:16-18

Thanksgiving day arrives next week, though, to me every day is a day to be thankful just as everday is a day for mothers other than just the one day each year celebration of Mother’s day. I just can’t express it enough as that was always my view on those special occasions.

I’m thankful for just the little things which are really big things because they are the most important. I’m thankful, and we should all be thankful to God for waking us up in the morning, for having a roof over our head, for having food to eat, for having our loved ones and kind friends or associates share in our lives.

These are all the things that count and matter. There are a lot of people in the world who don’t have these precious things.

Without God there to give us guidance and to watch over our daily lives we don’t have anything. We need him first and foremost everything we have is owed to God and his generosity.

“Yes, I am the vine; you are the branches. Those who remain in me, and I in them, will produce much fruit. For apart from me you can do nothing. -John 15:5

There is so much to be thankful for and nothing is too small.

I thank God for the wonderful mother he gave to me from birth and the dog he gave to me throughout my childhood, how I love them so. Love never dies and it is God’s love that sustains us.

And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them. -John 4:16

 

Church

Back during the spring, I prayed to God to find me a good church that was right and compatible for me to attend. One that was Christian and that preached straight out of the bible.

God answered my prayer and delivered.

I found a nice church that I like with a Pastor who is authentic and studies the bible with me one on one every week.

My church gives Communion, has prayer group meetings, teaching and learning, outreach and service, discipleship and community and is dedicated to complete fellowship with God.

No church is perfect (as far as members who gossip, who are judgmental, and who put on airs in general) but I found my place of worship and I’m content with the church that the Lord led me to.

Going to church every Sunday, reading the bible regularly, and doing good works doesn’t mean one is saved. It is doing those things along with having a close personal relationship with our heavenly father. What is the purpose in going to church, reading the bible and doing good if one doesn’t truly know God/Jesus?  It never hurts to do good will regardless out of one’s heart, but we are not saved by any good works, bible reading or church attending. We are saved through faith and belief in our lord and savior with a true desire to want to give our life to him.

As long as we who are genuinely sincere, dedicated, and striving our best to live and stay connected to God we will be okay.

Jesus said:

Do This In Remembrance Of Me

 Then he took a cup of wine and gave thanks to God for it. Then he said, “Take this and share it among yourselves. For I will not drink wine again until the Kingdom of God has come.”

He took some bread and gave thanks to God for it. Then he broke it in pieces and gave it to the disciples, saying, “This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me.”
After supper he took another cup of wine and said, “This cup is the new covenant between God and his people—an agreement confirmed with my blood, which is poured out as a sacrifice for you. –Luke 22: 17-20

Every Day Is Mother’s Day And Thanks Giving

Mother’s Day And Thanksgiving

They’re celebrated once a year on specific days yet isn’t every day a day to be thankful for something and to appreciate a good mom?

Of, course, so!

A mother’s love is priceless and cannot ever be replaced. A real mother should be celebrated everyday and within every way that is appropriate to one’s own meaningful  demonstrative expression.

One doesn’t have to actually give birth to become a mother, either, just because a woman has a baby does not automatically qualify or certify her as a genuine or capable parent.

Its about what is in the heart and mind of a person as well as their intentions and deed.

There are some that choose to adopt children which do or that do not have any biological connection to them or within their families, there are also some that take on the role of caregiver, bestowing solicitous attention to others whether personally or on a professional level.

And don’t forget many of us that are pet parents! We raise, nurture, protect, teach and adore our canines as well, the instance and position is a legitimate one.

There is so much to be grateful, thankful, or mindful of all the time even if it’s just something minor.

So to me, gratitude is a constant everlasting event to be observed and celebrated with the things and the people that truly count.

Loner

There are people who wanted to come into my life and be around me but I didn’t want to be bothered with them at all. I was civil, however, I didn’t want to be their friend or to maintain any connection to them.

Some people I just don’t like and I don’t have the patience or tolerance to make allowances.

Those that I’m compatible with intellectually and/or personality wise who I easily get along with and have great communication and rapport with keep in contact and then we go our separate ways.

I prefer intervals rather than to constant association periodic encounters suit me just fine.

I deal with and come into contact with many people through work and local travel yet I have no desire to develop a personal relationship with anyone.

I love being a loner it brings to me satisfaction.

I don’t need to be among a crowd of others to have fun or to have a really good time. I don’t need to lean on others for advice or support.

I’ve always been this way and this mode of life has been fulfilling to me under my circumstances as an individual with preternatural nature and unconventional outlooks.

To each his or her own and I’m certainly doing my own terms within my own way.

In “Need” or In “Deed?”

sweet peek

I get tired of hearing the same old shit over and over again, especially when it is nugatory repetition.

I totally ignore what does not hold my attention, and inconsequential people, I pretend that they just aren’t there.

An individual is able to converse about an issue over again without the circumstance really bothering them it all depends, some people (in general) all they want to do is share a sob story simply to conduct a “pity party”. Have pity by yourself.

It is hilarious to me how a lot of people think that they have “real friends”. In instances as soon as some one’s back was turned their so called “friends” would come to me “talking up a storm”.

To me, that is not the proper way to deal, nevertheless, one would have to question an individual’s motive why are they around that other person to begin with?

And I know of course that people have smiled in my face then talked behind my back, in spite of that, they were not actually my friends just associates or acquaintances we all go through that.

Genuine friendships are rare they do exist though and there are people who can be trusted it is just not very easy to come by too often even though it is common for a lot of folk to encounter, understand?

Everybody does talk but there is a difference between gossip and a healthy discussion whatever I have to say about someone I have no problem telling them straight to their face I always have. Of course, that may cause someone else hurt feelings and/or cause me some lifelong enemies it makes no difference to me my life goes on.

I’d rather be the most hated person in the world if that meant staying true to who and what I actually was. As authentic people up against any type of combat we fight harder, maintain and survive.

I’ve never had a bad reputation and I never will, in fact, I do not give a fuck about “a reputation” as reputation is indeed merely what people entertain an “idea”, “belief” or “opinion” about not exactly what is “definite”. My “character” is who I truly am as a person and our character is who we actually are as individuals so I’ve never “sweated” that shit.

I have consistently had credibility as I have “never” been known as or considered as a liar by anyone within and around my circles that is why I am and was so trusted and why people that knew me personally would come to me when they wanted to hear or verify the truth. People who’ve only known me for a short time also had strong faith in me because they liked me and could sense the genuineness that I possess.

However, I have been told that I am a little too honest and that I “Say things that I should not say”.

sweet treatsThat is one of the many reasons adversaries of mine had worked witchcraft on me within the past while in the midst of spreading their pathetic lies because no one was “naturally” listening and/or believing anything that was negatively being said about me.

They were all envious and jealous of my character, the strength and the confidence that I had (and tried so desperately to rob me of those qualities) and constantly judging me for the things that I was not doing. “You think that you are better than everyone else just because you are not doing the same things that other people are doing, but you are not”, an old man once conveyed to me out of resentment. This person had lived a foul life and eventually died like a dog, what does that acknowledge in regard to him, it all speaks for itself.

Why was he and others so worried about my life?

I am in no way the only one who has encountered this nonsense a lot of good people or people in general are the target of “sick” and “illogical” people’s attempts at devilishness manipulation through their own ignorance. Yet why let them spoil one’s life and contentment especially if or when there is a chance to get to see them all fall and disintegrate?

Isn’t it just lovely to witness the collapse of a person through the hands of their own back fire? Instead of what they had set out to do to you they began to reap. “Intention” completely turned around and happened to them but even more viciously.

Just hang in there and give it time those who are no good and continue on with doing dirt always get their paid up dues with much “interest” and the rates are very high.

Believe me when I state it these assholes are all catching hell within their lives they have gone down lower than what they already were, and will go down even farther into the lower pits of their own tortuous hell.

Never forget, though do move on and enjoy all that life has to wonderfully offer, and let them in particular observe and continue to perish.

 

I’d rather be hated for who I truly am than to be loved or respected for who and what I am really not:

(https://ladylatoya.wordpress.com/2013/02/27/id-rather-be-hated-for-who-i-truly-am-than-to-be-loved-or-respected-for-who-and-what-i-am-really-not/)

In Response To: “What I Want For The Holidays!”

just chillin

 

diwakar
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When we last faith on people naturally we go for fine creatures like puppies which show their gratitude , faithfulness and love towards us.

 

 

misslatoya
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In reply to diwakar.Everything is not about losing faith within people. Some people in general do choose puppies/dogs over people do to being hurt, disappointed, or whatever their circumstances or situation may be but that has absolutely nothing to do with me and my case at all.

I had my very first puppy at the age of seven and I have always been attracted to them and have cared for them way more than I have cared for people and I had never ever been hurt or disappointed or lost faith within anybody (people turn me off with their ignorance), I by nature just had taken to certain puppies/dogs much better than I have with people and it is much more about and has much more to do about with their magnetism.

I never loved anyone easily I am not the type I am very particular because love has to come naturally and I have never within my forty years found too many people that I have felt that emotion for and I am proud of that because If somebody like me loves one that means that person has got to really be something.

I have genuine family within my life that have in the past as well as still up until now to this day that have shown me nothing but fierce and genuine gratitude, faithfulness and love yet I do not need that from anyone to thrive as I already have that within myself. I do not need any substitute through the animals.

 

What I Want For The Holidays!

napI stopped celebrating Christmas as well as my birthday when I was twelve years of age it was just another day to me just like the other holidays became to me and anyway the holidays aren’t the same as the way that they use to be years ago.

I do not need certain or specific days to celebrate an event any day can be a special day of significance to me “thanks giving”, “remembrance” and so on are for an everyday sentimental or pleasurable devotion.

I define my own holiday of celebrations and one of the perfect gifts for me during any season of the year is the four-legged furry canine companions.

I just love puppies and dogs they are one of the most beautiful things in the world I always had one or more of them growing up as a child and during adulthood and I just cannot wait until the day I eventually move into my brand new gorgeous lifetime home so that I can welcome in two or three of those adorable creatures.

I just can’t deny it, I enjoy them, want to kiss them, want to hug them, want to love them, want to play with them, want to talk to them, want to have fun with them!

My favorite of the bunch though is the German Shepherd/White Shepherd, Collie and Golden Retriever, the Bugles are cute too!

huskies

 

A Few Comments And A Response To My Not Just Blowing Smoke Post

file000356401999Excerpt From “Not Just Blowing Smoke Post”

So as my associate and I went on with our talking and speaking about the specific and various topics regarding social issues, the world, and life altogether, we came upon the subject of how the male and female roles within our society are generally often bias.

The girl who’s name was Tiani stated “It all starts within the home”.

And though she did have a significant point as many do live what they grow up within and around I had another point of view to infer.

“Everybody who lived in my home either smoked or drank. My aunt and uncle did hard drugs. I never did any of those things”, I told her, imparting how society itself can lend a hand and also play a big part of the influencing when it came to the personal or psychological development within some people, and what may entice their perspectives and behavior.

“Well, everybody isn’t as strong as you are”, Tiani had told me back in return.

I never at all thought back then that in not being affected by the things that were going on around me had anything to do with strength. I hadn’t analyzed the concept or even gave it much thought because my mind did not think like the average human being.

To me, things of that nature seemed beneath the tides of strength because in my opinion I could not have even imagined being tempted do to something that I deemed as either disgusting, having no basis, or as serving no purpose.

My mother had verified though that not easily being influenced and not doing certain things that are considered unnecessary and negative to one’s state of existence indeed had to do with being strong within the mind.

I understand that smoking is a habit “to” and that it comes as a habit “for” a lot of people. A very nasty habit that appears to be very hard for many to conquer and to overcome. I do not at all personally knock anyone who likes to smoke or who just cannot help from smoking due to the addictive and hazardous effects of the nicotine as well as the tar (the toxic chemicals) and the other unhealthy additives.

Yet cigarette smoking is something that I hate to be around and something that I do not understand. To me it is such a silly act (inhaling then exhaling repulsive garbage and fumes) that contributes to the spoiling and to the ruining of one’s body, health, and well-being.

My grandmother was an alcoholic and a smoker and died from a form of lung cancer because her lifestyle made her vulnerable to the evils and negative energies and backlashes that were able to snuff out her life.

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Comments

author avatar Lady Aiyanna
10th Aug 2013 (#)

I don’t smoke or drink but know smoking brings fluid collection in the lungs as well as nicotine dependency and poisoning of the body as a whole. Not to mention the smell on clothes smoking breaks, changes in voice etc. Not my cup of tea.Goodluck about going up in smoke….

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author avatar carolford
26th Oct 2013 (#)

Your associate may have been right about it “starting in the home”. How we are brought up and what is going on in a childs home has a great deal to do with how they grow up, what they like and do not like and what they will and will not do later in life.

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author avatar LaToya
28th Oct 2013 (#)

True to a certain extent, It all depends on how easily influenced a person is. I still say that it all depends on the individual since I personally always had a very strong mind of my own with my own personal perspective and train of thought. I never copied or adopted any type of lifestyle, habit, and mentality purely just by observing what I saw in others, grew up around, or lived with. Circumstances do sometimes make us what we are but also gives us the opportunity to learn by, analyze, discover, and grow from. To each his or her own and I do know that for a fact.

Thanks for sharing your thoughts.

Not Just Blowing Smoke

135274-1024x768-Indeed_bulletsI remember sometime back in the mid nineties a discussion that I had over the telephone with an associate of mine. I call this person who was a female an associate because I was never quick to describe everyone who I dealt with as a friend.

I’ve known and have come across a lot of people within my lifetime and I never wanted to be just anyone’s pal or to even consider and accept everyone to be as a real or true good friend.

A lot of my associates were genuinely fond of me yet I was never the type to get too socially or too closely involved into the lives of others. I was always the independent soul. The private loner who did not care to be bothered very often. And many people in particular had to respect that fact whether they liked it or not.

There was nothing really that they could do about it anyhow because I was going to do what I wanted to do and I was going to be how I wanted to be!

What my associates loved about me the most was that they could put their trust in me. I was genuine. A person of good conversation, smart, and fun to be around.

I feel that the word “friend” is and has so often been a term that is too loosely used now and again.

True friends in general are hard to find and everybody does not deserve the true title that comes along with being a good one.

Anyway, I had known this girl since I was fourteen. We were both in our early twenties when we were having our chat over the phone. We never saw each other quite too often. It was just an occasional engagement whenever we would get into contact with one another from time to time. We were totally different in character. She was a wild child, I wasn’t.

547259-1024x768-Nevertheless, the vast difference in personality and within lifestyle never intervened into the relationship between I and certain others if we both had a strong connection to each other, or some other particular trait and characteristic that were similar and that we both liked about one another.

I never cared what other people did within their own personal life. It was purely about how they treated and reacted in regards to me as an individual.

One thing that I can honestly say about the people that have come in and out of my life is that no matter what they did or how they may have lived their lives they never ever once tried to influence me in any way when it came down to drugs, alcohol, and many of the other things that I never desired to do or to indulge in.

I mean, there are some who are always going to get those assholes who will come around by trying and endeavoring to manipulate one’s mind with their unscrupulous behaviors and their mischievous tactics in order to gain satisfaction through the degradation of attempting to drag another person down into their lowest of levels.

However, those types of degenerates are to just automatically be dismissed without further thought, but to only be recognized and remembered for the insight and experience of circumstances that are brought or gone through within our lifespan.

So as my associate and I went on with our talking and speaking about the specific and various topics regarding social issues, the world, and life altogether, we came upon the subject of how the male and female roles within our society are generally often bias.

The girl who’s name was Tiani stated “It all starts within the home”.

And though she did have a significant point as many do live what they grow up within and around I had another point of view to infer.

file0001986546235“Everybody who lived in my home either smoked or drank. My aunt and uncle did hard drugs. I never did any of those things”, I told her, imparting how society itself can lend a hand and also play a big part of the influencing when it came to the personal or psychological development within some people, and what may entice their perspectives and behavior.

“Well, everybody isn’t as strong as you are”, Tiani had told me back in return.

I never at all thought back then that in not being affected by the things that were going on around me had anything to do with strength. I hadn’t analyzed the concept or even gave it much thought because my mind did not think like the average human being.

To me, things of that nature seemed beneath the tides of strength because in my opinion I could not have even imagined being tempted do to something that I deemed as either disgusting, having no basis, or as serving no purpose.

My mother had verified though that not easily being influenced and not doing certain things that are considered unnecessary and negative to one’s state of existence indeed had to do with being strong within the mind.

I understand that smoking is a habit “to” and that it comes as a habit “for” a lot of people. A very nasty habit that appears to be very hard for many to conquer and to overcome. I do not at all personally knock anyone who likes to smoke or who just cannot help from smoking due to the addictive and hazardous effects of the nicotine as well as the tar (the toxic chemicals) and the other unhealthy additives.

Yet cigarette smoking is something that I hate to be around and something that I do not understand. To me it is such a silly act (inhaling then exhaling repulsive garbage and fumes) that contributes to the spoiling and to the ruining of one’s body, health, and well-being.

My grandmother was an alcoholic and a smoker and died from a form of lung cancer because her lifestyle made her vulnerable to the evils and negative energies and backlashes that were able to snuff out her life.

Never would I go out of this world in such a way.

file0001616189463A strong and healthy physical and spiritual constitution can miraculously maintain and sustain an individual through a serious ailment if they have taken good or excellent quality care of themselves for an long extension of time. They would be able to fight off and restrain any of the conditions that would normally affect or cause some major type of deterioration.

Aside from other relatives, I also know acquaintances who continue and who will continue to smoke regardless of the risks that it may cause to the quality of their lives. Even after the doctors had already told them that if they did not quit sometime soon there would be nothing that could be done for them medically (to prolong their life and to protect them from the certain drastic health problems) once a certain amount of time had passed over.

I can definitely understand carrying on with something that may bring a specific consequence or controversy out into the forefront through some particular fashion or by some celestial means as long as one truly and firmly believes in what is being held and is ultimately benefiting from what may be rewarded.

However, I do not comprehend the empty and worthless need to continue to smoke for the sake of self elimination.

Smoking as many of us know comes in a many of different types and forms. People have their own preferential choices and addictions. Some choose or have a weakness to smoke dope, crack, and/or to freebase (smoke cocaine).

Some also like to smoke “joints” (marijuana/weed) and blunts (hawaiian cess and so on).

Whether it is a addiction or just the indulgence in an casual “high” none of the behavior serves toward productivity, unless maybe when directed for the required medical purpose or use of particular herbs and other substances.

Nevertheless, whether banned within certain public areas, or currently still processed illegally, smoking is here to stay right now for the most part.

file0001682159498I bet if a lot of people could calculate just exactly how much money that they have spent over the years and throughout the decades on the numerous purchases on their packs of cigarettes they’d begin to realize how they would have accumulated a significant amount of wealth that could have been considered a fortune! Even if it was just a small one.

When some people first began and started out to smoke (a lot of the time mostly the younger crowd) they did it because they thought that it was cool or that it would make them appear to look cool.

What is so cool about blowing smoke?

Some people would even go buy and smoke substances because it was the “in” thing to do. Going along with the fads and trends of the times.

What is so cool about blowing away money?

Then there are some who even claim that a good smoke contributes to relaxation and brings a calming affect or a relief to the nerves.

What is so cool about blowing one’s life away?

To me, smoking anything for any reason is nothing more than what it actually is, and that is a bunch of “silly and messy ashes that result from being the victim of someone blowing off their hot calamitous air”. And I am not and never will be one to get caught up into the midst of that hazy and stinging fog!

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Our Canine Companions

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Canines are indeed my only type of favorite pet to share a home with. From birth, and as they grow, many of them are so cute and cuddly, intelligent and inquisitive, loving and protective.

So fiercely loyal, canines make the best of friends aside from being extra added-on members to a family.

There is something very special and unique about puppies and dogs.

6812-1024x768-[DesktopNexus_com]They have an appeal that is irresistible to the avid admirer of the canine species.

I as a human being have always been enamored with their character and behavior.

285308-1024x768-White_German_shepherd_puppyOnce they pass that destructive stage of chewing and tearing up things around and inside of the house they develop and progress into their own distinct personalities along with their natural inherited traits.

6709-1024x768-[DesktopNexus_com]There are so many breed of canine to choose from depending on preference and temperament.

My breeds of choice are the German Shepherd, the Collie, and the Golden and Labrador Retrievers.

I love the fierceness and the intelligence within the shepherds.

The Collies and retrievers are also very bright and they have such a sweet, fine nature.

All puppies and dogs love to play and eat. Their sudden energy spouts may at times tire one out, however, in my opinion that spiritedness is what keeps the atmosphere within the home lively.

These animals bring a lot of life into the environment as they are so innately animated and energetic. They are exciting creatures to have around.

Canines have allure. They are mysterious, fun, sneaky, mischievous.

They have a particular charm and charisma about them. It is in their stance, their bark, in the wag of their tail, in the way that they snarl.

Canines are good for our overall wellness and state of mental health.

They bestow upon us therapeutic properties, physical as well as emotional. They do this through their auras.

They have the ability to help us relax. They give to us comfort while at the same time they manage to bring to us much great joy.

No devoted puppy or dog owner can deny the extreme love and attachment that can be acquired over the years between them and their pet.

The canine and human connection is exceptional. The relationship is a kind, considerate, demanding, and sometimes challenging one. And it is an association that the world should never be without.

 

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When You Become Targeted By The Crafty Ways Of A Liar

Hello everyone. As most who read my blog already know, I am a clairvoyant who was born with the caul “veil”. And people like myself are very sensitive spiritually as psychic ability opens us up into awareness to every and all things of the universe and the energies in which surrounds us and the atmosphere.

Having true knowledge, wisdom, and particular insights, I have always been ahead of my time and a target for jealous and resentful people who despise me for stating the facts, whatever the subject may be that is at hand.

It is very wise to question and thoroughly analyze what is brought to us in this society especially when experience contradicts what is supposedly set forth as truth.

When you challenge people who consider themselves as authority figures simply because of their job titles and/or social status they often tend to retaliate against you and set out to ruin your credibility.

They are very insecure and need to gather others in an attempt to validate themselves and to aid them in taking down their target by devious, malevolent strategies.

When people in particular who maintain to hold upon individuals with a certain level of knowledge and information, to keep them under influence and order, and someone else comes along distributing examples to investigate they automatically lose their powers of persuasion.

For two days straight I’ve had a very negative feeling in the pit of my stomach due to a lady by the name of Helena Fortissima (an anesthesiologist who resigned from her position) who is trying her best in vain to destroy my credibility and the genuineness of my knowledge.

Helena is making a terrible fool of herself, however she cannot see it. She is a very disturbed individual. This woman does not know what she has gotten herself into. Trying to take down me-a caulbearer-helena definitely needs to check herself.

Before I go into further detail I just want to acknowledge that this is a personal attack against me by those who look for any small opportunity with no legitimate basis, then manipulate the situation by turning and twisting things around to completely outright lying just to serve their conspired purpose.

I was never even worried about this nonsense, never gave this a second thought. I never do in a silly situation regarding trash.

Nevertheless, I woke up again this morning feeling Helena’s negativity and fixation on me and my spirit led me to write this post. Urging me to clue people on, the ones who are in the dark about the crafty ways of sick-minded liars who are offended by the truth and can’t deal with the dirt of their past.

It all started with the directory website blog catalog. I signed up just to get my blog listed because a lot of people find my blog in different places and enjoy reading about what I present because I am straight up and I speak the truth.

At blog catalog, people are invited to take part in discussions by writing articles. I wasn’t at all interested in participating in any of the discussions I just wrote a few articles to maintain an active membership.

The day before yesterday I just so happened to write a brief article on diseases that can be caught through sexual contact and Helena Fortissima (a member of the site who does not know me personally) caught a hold of it, dragged it out of context and is making a campaign out of it by addressing to the online world that I am sending out dangerous misinformation.

And my article was not even about diseases itself but about certain people’s behavior when they catch them and how the diseases can and will affect their bodies along down the line at a later time in life, and how they should take and be more responsible for their actions.

I mentioned “shingles”, the virus involving the chicken pox syndrome. And she insists on proving that I am declaring that people in general get it through sexual contact which I did not.

What I said and I do know this for a fact- and I can back it up-and I don’t care what anyone else would have to say about it, is that the shingle virus is able to be spread by sexual contact. I know people personally who this happened to. And this is not hearsay.

People who have dealt with me on a friendship level in the past when I socialized more often confided in me because they felt comfortable with me and I was open-minded and easy to talk to.

And I am going to leave it like that because I am sick and tired of Helena’s shit. I don’t have any time for it. My life is centered around more important valuable things that are going on in life.

We all have our different own way and style of expressing ourselves. I can’t help who will want to misrepresent what I write and how I word it.

An intelligent and wise person will weigh out matters with logical and reasonable thought process. And I am glad to be one of those level headed individuals with integrity and class.

Here I Have Provided A Link To Helena’s Irrational Debate And A Copy Of My Article: When Do Opinions And Misinformation Become Dangerous

I Tested The Link Above And It Did Not Load The Page So Here Is The Address:

http://www.blogcatalog.com/discuss/entry/when-do-opinions-and-misinformation-become-dangerous

Update: Saturday September 8, 2012- (Helena spilled out her guts in her blog post today. I copied and pasted it underneath my article along with her blog address. I read that bitch right. I knew that she wasn’t shit)

The Sad Truths About Herpes And Other Diseases:

In this day and age as everybody should already know venereal diseases are spread rampant. And so many people have caught them due to their reckless behavior.

Some individuals still have the attitude that if they were to catch an infection all that they’d have to do is to go to the doctor and get treated.

The hard facts is that these days the most common and most spread diseases are permanent or have long life term medical conditions and consequences to the body and internal organs.

I know plenty of people who have and who have died from aids. And I know three people personally who live with herpes (and shingles).

Before I go into detail about aids and herpes, I will mention about the individuals that I know who have been infected with gonorrhea and Chlamydia. Not to sound judgmental, however, these two females in particular would hop around from man to man till one day they hopped into something fatal.

One woman’s unborn baby died inside of her months before she was able to give birth, and the other woman constantly went through a series of consecutive miscarriages and stillbirths during numerous relationships with different men due to what resulted into pelvic inflammatory disease.

I’ve observed it over and over again how those in particular suffer for their negative careless behavior. Common sense would tell these people that if they were going to indulge and live dangerously to take some precaution instead of later drowning in their sorrows and corrupting and inflaming other innocent people.

The mentality that many individuals who are infected with aids and herpes have is to intentionally give their disease to another person.

Some are angry, bitter, embarrassed, hurt and do not want to be alone and would not feel so bad if others were riding in the same boat as they are.

One lady in particular married a man knowing that she had herpes. She thought that she could buy him with the money that she possessed. Another lady was walking around with the shingles clearly obvious on her face just below her mouth near her chin. And she pretended not to know what the permanent eruption was. She admitted that it didn’t bother her to sleep around with other women’s husbands or boyfriends.

The third lady had a history of drug use and was going through a nasty ordeal with a younger guy who’d just married her for the land that she’d inherited.

These people use these permanent and deadly diseases as weapons and advantages, ways to keep a hold on to someone or to get back at someone for something.

What happen to the days when people caught venereal infections that taught them lessons to learn by? That taught them how to change? And that taught them how precious their bodies and lives were?

Aids and herpes are viruses that don’t go away. And the situations and predicaments that certain individuals put others in do not always go as planned. Very negative drawbacks came from what those women did and I will not go into detail as it is not necessary.

Venereal diseases are nothing to play around with if they can be helped.

I have never had one and I don’t ever want one. And I could never imagine putting myself in the predicament of catching one. I know that a lot of it has to do with the lifestyle that one leads and I am and have always been asexual so I have never desired to spread myself around or at all for that matter. Therefore I do not understand the lust and needs for the sexual intimacy that some cannot restrain from.

There is a time and a place for any and everything, and of course, my article does not at all represent the majority of the world- but it does represent a good chosen number.

It is here. It is what is going on. And it is what is happening around us. And it is taking place more than what some people would think.

The bottom line is that some individuals are just as poisonous and deadly as a disease, if not worse. And just as you never know who may be carrying whatever ailment-you never know what ailment may be “carrying that person”.

Helena Fortissima’s blog and post

http://www.channelinghippocrates.com/2012_09_01_archive.html

Something Majestic
Last night, I dreamed that I was being apprehended on foot by the police. I had no idea what I’d done wrong, or why they were after me, but I had a vague sense that I was about to be “found out.” Even though I knew there wasn’t much point in running, I wasn’t going to let them catch me if I could help it. When I finally woke up, I was exhausted, nearly out of breath. Spartacus was awake already, still in bed, and as we lay there talking about the dream, he said, clearly interpreting the dream at face value, “That means you’ve done something wrong and you’re trying to get away with it.” Ironically speaking, though, he’s right.
How in God’s name did I end up with the life I have today? I should have been dead a long time ago. Thirty years back, I was a 19 year old shell of a girl I once knew–an annihilated spirit, worn out from years of seeking approval for who I was–hell bent on self-destruction, medicating my crappy self esteem with drugs and sex, wrecking my body, consorting with criminals, stealing from my parents, corrupting my younger brothers, wreaking havoc within our family, asphyxiating from shame and remorse in the quicksand of despair that I alone had created. There are years of my life that I have no recollection of; perhaps it’s better that way. The way it all went down is surreal: standing naked in the middle of my room, admitting all the terrible things I’d done to my father, crying together as he embraced me; escaping from the psych hospital after a week because I was afraid I might really be crazy; voluntarily signing myself into an ultra-confrontational family treatment center which lied to me, holding me against my will when I tried to leave; the nightmarish manipulation of my family and me during those 14 months, the constant and insidious brainwashing; the unbearable social isolation; the food and sleep deprivation; the exercise sessions, used as group punishment, conducted in a windowless space with the heat turned all the way up in mid-summer; the countless dreams of escaping from that building, of being able to take a shit without someone watching me, of no longer being humiliated or led around by the belt loop at the hands of an authority figure half my age, of simply being able to taste birthday cake again; the endless repetition of David Bowie lyrics in my head while sitting for hours at a time on hard blue plastic chairs so that I wouldn’t forget who I was; the eventual reformation which occurred the day I finally caved in; the assimilation into recovery from an addiction I never had in the first place, becoming part of a system I hated because I could see no other way out, the regret over which I’ve never fully forgiven myself for, wondering whose last shreds of dignity or integrity I might have destroyed because I had none left of my own.
What exactly have I been running from all these years? I’m a fucking physician, for Chrissakes! I’ve legitimately worked my way to the top of the educational and professional ladders, but I still don’t feel integrated. There’s always been a part of me that I’ve felt necessary to conceal in order to get where I wanted to go. I’m finished hiding. I don’t have anything to apologize for. I’m who I am today because of all the shit I’ve been through in my life, not in spite of it. Every single trial and tribulation I’ve endured has been transformative in some way, and though I haven’t always recognized that in the midst of a crisis, somehow I’ve managed to flourish from this amplitude of misadventures. I’m really not a complicated person. It’s taken me decades to recover my original personality, the one Straight, Inc. tried so hard to deconstruct and obliterate, but even when I was Robot Me, my true self clung tenaciously to whatever sparks of Old Me it could find, and held them for safekeeping. It’s taken me a good 20-something years to get here, but I’m back, braving my own personal renaissance, the sparkling clarity from which is surging out in torrents. I am in tears. I am intact.
nd that just got more and more so over the years!”

I’ve loved my life, even when I hated it. That’s probably why I’m still alive today, the mother of gorgeously kind and talented 22 year old twin sons, the ex-wife of the father of my children, who I consider my good friend, the wife of my beloved Spartacus, who opens his heart anew to me every day, the daughter-sister-friend-artist-cook-physician-writer who’s always been known as Helena, because something in that girl refused to surrender, something infinitely sustaining, something so fragile it couldn’t break, something majestic.

This Is A Photo Of Helena When She Was About Twenty-Six Or Twenty Seven-What An Ugly Bitch:

About Helena

Why do you blog?
I started blogging after resigning from my current position as an anesthesiologist in a small community hospital. The corruption of the physician-staffing corporation I was working for, along with the hospital’s administration, had finally crystallized and I realized that I was being viewed less as a physician, and more as part of a machine. Many of my blogs are inspired by things that have happened or observations I’ve made throughout my life, and most of them are somehow intertwined with the world of medicine. I’m blogging as a wake up call to physicians, healthcare workers, and the general public alike. Let’s start defining ourselves in terms of who we are, through embracing our unique interests, our individual contributions to society, and our humanness. It’s a helluva lot more interesting than defining ourselves by what we do for a living.

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My Golden Girl

I have a pretty labrador/ golden retriever that I adopted from north shore animal league back in September of this year. She is a nice cream color. I named her lailah. She was eight weeks old at the time and so very smart. Already she was paper trained and knew what it meant to give a kiss. She shows gratitude when we clean up behind her and feed her. She is very feisty, gives much attitude and I just love her!

Lailah is four months now. She jumps into my bed to sleep with me every night even though she has her own pillow bed.

Twenty-six years ago I adopted a shepherd/collie from north shore and she was amazing, a very special dog with psychic ability. I was told by a family member that I would never get another dog like her within my lifetime, that I may get something close to what she was. And I know that no dog will ever compare to Brandie or take her place and they don’t have to because she’s still around in the spirit realm we have visits in my dreams.

Lailah does come close. When I got Brandie she was seven weeks and I had seen her potential which proved me right later on down the road. Shortly after I brought lailah home I detected she was a spiritual puppy. She confirmed it the day after yesterday morning in front of us all as she fiercely stared, barked and sniffed at an apparition. I’ve been blessed again with a pup designed just for me.

Most dogs are special and those who have a little something extra should be treasured

I feed lailah the best. I give her Purina one/puppychow/beneful/one step beyond. I give her a little table food from time to time but not so much that she will stop eating her puppy food. And a few months ago I went on the pedigree website printed out a form for recently adopting a new puppy. They sent me two coupons. One for a twenty-pound bag of food and one for four cans of food. A whole month’s supply of free puppy food sure came in handy!