To Or To Not Forget🧸🌷

 

Our minds are a place where we store and collect. Where we deliberate and rationalize.

It is also a place where impressions materialize.

Reminders of events depicted within visionary, auditory or conceptual representation.

Our reflection of memories.

Indelibly painted imprints and images embedded in the brain.

Somethings are forgotten. Some things are remembered as clearly as day.

Sometimes what was totally forgotten can be triggered by something to be recalled again in an instant.

Some memories of things or events become cloudy or totally forgotten to never emerge from the fog of forgetfulness.

Memories that reflect to us are a great benefit bestowed to us upon nature. A blessing to our well-being.

Good, bad, and neutral memories serve to assist within our review, study, attest, and mirror of what we experience and consciously, unconsciously, or subconsciously absorb. –latoya lawrence

 

Great Minds Versus Small Minds🧠🤯

 

Small-minded, ignorant, or narrow-minded people form judgements, speculations or assumptions about others or situations based on their own generalizations, speculations, insecurities or unproven conjectures.

People who are on the level or who have open minds that are broad within a wise/objective/reasoned way of analytical thought process know and respect the vast array of human distinction.

They make judgements or considerations based on another person’s own individuality. Not based on preconceived notions, the typical familiarity of common reactions, behaviors, feelings or mindsets.

Great minds are fully aware of the absolute and possibility thereof when it comes to the diversity within nature and flourishing/development within unique human beings. –latoya lawrence

One Who Will Always Hold Her Own🌼

 

Sorry, (And I am not apologetic for speaking the truth) but from my observation some so called Christians strike me as rejects who do not know how to think for themselves.

They sound like wind up dolls who repeat doctrine like hypnotized puppets/flunkies.

I believe in God and know scripture; however, I am not, never was, and never will be the type to bow down to a way of thinking, speaking, or doing by being trained from the instruction or psychology that does not relate to my knowledgeable consciousness of vibration.

My identity can never be taken away by religious, societal or familiar influence held by those who do not challenge what does not pertain to or apply to all.

Some individuals have no backbone.

I could not remain at peace if I was not able to be my true self in mind and within attitude.

The Truth: I Have A Very Strong Mind And Spirit That No One Can Break Through❤

 

I speak the truth. It is true that the truth will set one free. All one must do is Boldy speak it.

It does not matter if one believes or not, just if one knows their own truth and lets it be known.

I have never been known as a liar. I have always had strong credibility among those who count.

My mother taught me as a young child and told me- if you tell me the truth, I can always help you.

Wise words spoken by an exceptional mother.

Why lie to the person on earth who loves you the most and who would fight to the ends of the earth in your honor and defense?

I am amazed at the power released into the universe by having the courage and spunk to speak the truth with such ease and eagerness.

It comes as second nature to me.

Truth is a powerful, wonderful, and dangerous weapon against any lie or falsehood.

 

Michael Is Mad Because I Never Been Dogged Out By A Man🙀😂😹😁😸

 

 

Asshole still will not move on. He is such a pathetic piece of trash/shit.

And while there are women out there who are indeed whores sex is not a tool or action that can be used against a woman to determine her worth or lower her value.

As he is only able to obtain skanks and shack up with his main skank do not get mad at me for loving myself and having high standards.

Asshole needs to give up with his tired black magic attempts at trying to take away my confidence, strength and dignity as he cannot defeat me. If anything, I am the one who can destroy him spiritually.

This Latin nigger is funny. He think he can drive me crazy with burning candles and shit.

He is very lucky I do not call upon my Orishas anymore. Elegba, Ogun, Orunmila, Oshun and Ochosi would have destroyed his ass!

Asshole did not know I was born with the power of a priestess.

I leave everything to God. Give people enough rope they eventually hang themselves.

Why do I attract some of the most ill fuckers who should have known beforehand that they never stood a chance with me?

They could have saved themselves the wasted effort and self-humiliation of being exposed by one who can literally “read” them.

Voodoo/Black Magic/Witchcraft Does Not Work On Me! The Negativity Does Not Take Affect! My Mind Cannot Be Influenced Or Manipulated By Bullshit. Get That Through Your Fucking Head- Retard!

I have never been hurt mentally or emotionally by any man and I never will be.

To me, a man is nothing to get hurt over.

I am not and never have been the type of girl/lady/woman/female that a man could use or take advantage of I was not wired that way.

I was never weak, docile or naive when it came to men.

I was born with that extra sensory perception, strong spirit of discernment and unconventional individuality that made me unique in my own way.

Of course, anyone can lie and make up stories to tarnish or downgrade someone’s reputation, but no one can ruin anyone unless they allow them to.

Women who share my likeness know when a man means absolutely nothing to her that their petty words and tall tales will not do shit to disturb or affect her.

A reputation is only what people think or believe one to be- character is what truly defines one.

There were and are negative people with a low-mindset- till this day- still jealous of me because I have never been dogged out by any man.

If I were to have had sex with anyone it would have been on my terms and not because of any smooth talk or whatever “game” a man thought he had to use to pull or play a woman.

Like I have said many times before there are women who use men just like some of them use women- they just use one another with no attachment or feelings involved.

There are women who use men for sperm, and it is not about the sex. I know personally a man could never do anything for me sexually.

Unfortunately, sex is the only way to make a baby unless one has the thousands of dollars it takes to go through numerous procedures of invitro fertilization.

A woman does not need a man for sexual pleasure. Women have clitorises they can stimulate and climax with. The instance is perfectly normal and healthy for them to self-explore and know their body.

Of course, every man is not out to hurt, use, deceive, or disgrace a woman when she does not cater to his ego.

There are good, mature, men out there with sense who do not even entertain or possess these certain mindsets/attitudes.

A lot of narcissistic men have deep-rooted psychological and insecurity issues.

Many of them are the way they are on account of their mothers fucking their heads up in the process while they were being raised.

Some of them were not correctly informed by mommy about the diversity within life or some of them were spoiled by mommy in a bad way.

Mommy enabled them and boosted them up in an unrealistic fashion that when they enter the real world to encounter women of substance they cannot cope with the reality.

In other circumstances mommy did not give some of them the love and attention they needed.

 

 

International Women’s Day

 

 

While I got a ride from work today by an associate of mine, she brought up today being International Women’s Day.

She mentioned how we need more women leadership and women in power.

And how we need to get these crazy men out of office.

 

 

I totally agreed with her, and I added that the time for this change is far overdue.

She acknowledged how we have a few wacky women in congress and other places that need to go too.

However, for the most part things would be better if more women ran the show.

 

Living Out One’s Truth: A Healthy Form Of Contentment

 

In a world where impressions matter to many, truths are what truly mattered to me.

Not projecting a facade of what is acceptable for the sake of being accepted.

I found it impossible for me to put on a disguise as I am not one to be a people pleaser.

There is a time for courtesy, professionalism, diplomacy, and respecting certain boundaries as well as a time when to justifiably cross them.

It is so important to live out one’s truth even if that genuineness and loyalty to self within self-preservation according to one’s own distinct nature causes a reproach within others due to what goes beyond their own comprehension and/or level of discernment.

I have been lied upon, misunderstood, judged for things I have never done, criticized for not being able to be controlled by others, and I have been the object of other people’s vicious gossip, envy and jealousy just like many other people of substance in life have.

All other people’s negativity did was cause me to become further resilient and despise and look down upon these individuals more than I already had beforehand.

As one who is extremely stubborn no one can make me do anything I do not want to do, and no one can stop me from doing anything that I want to do.

I have noticed an innate force within me that refused to allow me to be deterred from possessing the essential liberty that is instilled within me to express and prevail.

I was naturally inspired to continue to move forward unaffected.

Permitting others, the opportunity to dictate or restrict one’s path and future out of fear/intimidation or discouragement only prevents one’s celestial discovery, steady growth, and ultimate evolution.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We Are Not A Reflection Of What Others Reflect

 

There are people who often recognize or acknowledge some of us for who they want us to be instead of who we really are.

They form judgements or have preconceived notions based on generalized perceptions of what they believe we represent through our perceived lifestyle, words, or manner of bearing in which we conduct ourselves.

Some conclusions that others draw may be accurate, partially accurate or just plain wrong altogether.

One cannot be genuinely defined according to conjecture, hearsay, rumor, false assumption or a standard of what one is familiar with and/or accustomed to.

So many factors, shape, make up and contribute to diverse individuals and their behavior.

As soon as one behaves or responds contrary to another person’s sense of belief or reasoning, they may become shocked, disappointed, or even critical toward the other person.

This instance is not an illustration that the people or person in question necessarily did something wrong or acted out of character. It is an example of others whose expectation or notion of what they built up within their own way of thinking projecting upon the surface.

I experienced a long time ago (from my childhood on up) how people would put their own insecurities, ignorance, and negativity onto me and others who they differed from or were jealous towards.

I without a doubt knew that their judgment or lack thereof did not coincide with reality.

Their actions and behavior reflected themselves, who they truly were, and had absolutely nothing to do with me!

 

 

Nostalgia

 

The home decor style of the 60’s and 70’s were not just for hippies and gypsy fortune tellers.

Whether one called them door beads or beaded curtains- bead adornments that decorated the entrances of doorway rooms in the home and within establishments offered a cozy and enchanting ambience to settings that a lot of individuals could appreciate.

I remember as a young child during the late seventies and early eighties, walking through the clear-colored beads that hung from my home, clasping them open, loving the sounds they made while they hit up against one another.

People had many a variety of these beaded curtains.

Some of the people in my neighborhood (next door, across the street, down the block, and blocks away neighbors) had the attractive wooden kind.

Some had bright multicolored ones, and some had ones that were designed in diamond/oval shapes.

Door beads/beaded curtains are a creative way to add character and beauty into a place of residence or business.

The thought also brings to me a wonderful sense of nostalgia to what once was.

There are modern door beads and beaded curtains to decorate our homes with nowadays, but nothing will compare to the essence that held at a time when this style expressed the decade.

 

My Sweetheart: I Love You Baby!💝🍫

 

I love being with you. You make me happy. I have so much fun with you.

You make me laugh with your cute little antics.

You melt my heart each time you look into my eyes. You are so sincere.

I love your wet kisses. I love the way you cuddle in bed beside me.

The first time I saw you I knew we were meant to be together.

Our bond is forever.

This is more than animal attraction- and not just a feeling of puppy love.

You stole my heart; nothing will ever tear us apart.

You are my babe- it is surely agreed- even though you are not of the human breed.

Happy Valentines Day my sweet furball of fire!

A sweet smooch goes out to my favorite pooch.

 

Love Spell? Oh No, I Don’t Think So!

 

I am not going to mention any names but he knows who he is.

Since around Sunday on February 5, 2023 I noticed a few love/attraction/ lust spells tried to be worked upon me.

It began with acknowledgement of the man lusting after me -sexually desiring me- with the attempt to also get me to have a sexual as well as physical attraction to this guy.

Then I began to receive messages that this guy likes me very much.

In the days following, the essence of the love spell relayed to me the other feelings that are intended to sway me.

The motive is to have me like, care for, and possibly fall in love with this guy so I will be drawn to him.

I guess he thinks if he can make me feel this way that I will jump into bed with him.

He thinks that if I have sex with him because of the love spell then walk away from me afterwards that I will somehow be hurt emotionally.

This would be his way of retaliating against me for rejecting him by using an “unnatural” method (love-magic/witchcraft).

I understand that he or his ego may be hurt but witchcraft/black magic/voodoo does not and never has worked on me mentally or emotionally I am far too strong for that.

I am sensitive to energy so I can pick up on the essence and the intent.

I do not understand why some guys have the mentality that they can hurt women by using them for sex.

Every woman is not the same and they do not hold the mentality of being disgraced by negative men who try to humiliate and degrade them in that manner.

There are women who use men for sex too and do not care.

He probably believes in his ignorant mind that I would be hurt the most because I am not the type who goes to bed with anyone at all. So, if he sleeps with me by doing witchcraft then talks badly about me with lies and whatever other stupid games he would be avenged.

He is sick in my opinion.

Love spells should not be done at all- but if they are done- at least people should do them with good/honest intentions instead of selfish ones that intend to hurt others just to have one’s way with them.

Aside from all that, witchcraft/black magic/voodoo is real even if certain people do not believe that it works.

The supernatural instance does not affect everyone but a lot of people do become under the influence of it. If witchcraft/black magic/voodoo does not work on a person mentally, emotionally or physically it can work on them spiritually or materially- through finances and other means.

No matter what, God is always stronger than the devil that is why I am continuously kept aware. I am so grateful and thankful to the Lord for looking out and keeping me protected.

I remember years ago another guy worked a love spell on me to try to get me to love, marry him, and have babies with him.

I do not like people who do these things with ulterior motives to suit themselves, especially against another person’s will.

Why want someone who does not want you back? There is a world full of people on the planet.

What is important is that for people who are interested in relationships to find one’s who are best suited for them.

Right now, with the current guy, I find this action of his kind of exciting as I wonder how much further he will go. I even have a smile on my face at this love spell.

I am a fierce spiritual warrior and I am ready for the battle that God will take care of!

 

 

 

 

A Job Does Not Define One’s Worth

 

I was told twice yesterday by a mature (ninety-five year old) woman of experience that because of the way I look physically, and the way that I carry myself, I should be in movies.

This is not the first time I have been told these words and similar ones alike.

As a teen and young adult, some people would ask me if I was a model and would tell me that I could be one.

Another person told me they saw me as a movie actress type who was supposed to be writing screenplays.

Aside from other things, I could have been a lawyer or a psychologist if I had really wanted and chose to. I have both the smarts and the mindset.

The fact is, I never wanted a life in Hollywood to be broadcast on television, or to be photographed for magazines walking down the runway.

I never had the desire to be a legal representative or mental health specialist either.

Though many of us are qualified or can do or become professionals in more than one area, it does not mean this is a preferred career or path to seek.

Jobs and job labels do not define us as individuals.

Even though there are narrow-minded misinformed people who believe the higher the title or higher the income, the higher the stature.

Someone who does not have a job or who has a job that is considered low rank in comparison to high-level/high-profile jobs can have far more integrity, intelligence, ability than the one touting their so-called credentials.

They may have just not gotten the right opportunity, could have fallen into hard times, did not believe enough within themselves or did not have any support.

There are several reasons and factors for why those who could achieve great heights do not.

A lot of people who are in positions of power or who hold positions that are praised within society are not as adequate as they think they are or would like to believe.

Many of them are nothing but shit! They are as common as they come- there is nothing special about their existence.

Novel within character and mindset unlike the ordinary are what define true standing within its authenticity.

 

 

 

Nobody Can Walk In My Shoes The Way I Have

 

 

I like the shoes that I walk in. They fit me just fine.  Sure, there are other pairs on display I can try on, but they would eventually get raggedy to wear out as they all come a dime a dozen.

The shoes on my feet are especially made for me. There are no other duplicates for anyone else to see. These shoes stand the test of time, they are worth much more than a cheap dime.

They are waterproof, hole-proof, and heel-proof. The proof is in the damage-proof that proved the resiliency in my walk.

I have come a long way in my shoes.

No matter whatever came to be I always kept moving forward never to slide back. The motor in my body never allowed me to be immobile.

The sole of the fabric tells it all, my foot imprinted.

I made a mark- nobody can walk in my shoes as I have without the scratches, scrapes and shitloads of crap not showing upon the surface.

Hell, my shoes still look brand new!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love For The Life Within Me

 

I do not like the way life/the world is in its imperfect state as it is- I never have.

The atmosphere is not my true origin or dwelling.

Life within itself is a beautiful design along with a lot of wonderful things within creation.

It should be what it temporarily could not be.

Aside from my dislike of this undesirable world and many of its undesirable people and its ways of derogatory lifestyle I do like the life that I have.

I am happy with myself, I love the way I live my life, I love myself, I am content with my job, and I am overjoyed living a life natured and nurtured by spirit.

The essence of pure energy adorns my life. 🕊🕊🕊

 

 

 

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.

 

Riding The Wave Of Peace: My Unwavering Peace Of Mind

 

Fortunately, peace of mind cannot be purchased because if so then it could just as easily be stolen.

Some people search for peace of mind through the presence of other people or through the gaining of material assets and worldly pleasures- none of which are the true origin of where peace of mind lays.

My peace of mind always originated within my spirituality, the person I am, the mentality I hold- the essence that beholds. Inner depth of foundation.

My peace of mind is not contingent upon circumstance or chance.

During a wild storm of a hectic life season, I remain cool and calm because what appears hectic to another is a tidal wave that I ride like a breeze.

 

 

 

 

My Happy Place

 

I have noticed since my early youth that if there was something in life that I did not want then the circumstance was not going to work out for the best- or at all.

I cannot have anyone, or any situation persuaded, or forced upon me.

I am too headstrong to be influenced by what others may try to impose on me.

When things in life I desired were granted to me or attained by my own accomplishing the circumstance always worked out favorably with long-lasting rewards.

I determine my happiness not what other people define what happiness is according to their standards or perception of what meets the requirements of a happy or content life condition.

Only I know the true source and components needed to define the attributes of my own fulfillment.

 

My Spiritual Connection: Preternatural

 

 

It is wonderful to have spiritual gifts. To be able to see and feel in to the unknown.

To have accurate dreams and visions of beyond where I preternaturally interact within the supernatural.

It is what I am.

By birth, I have one footstep here into this physical plane while my other foot is stepped out inside the spiritual realm.

I am partially experiencing both worlds and whole-heartedly Intune to both.

I am here, but not here.

There have been mysteries revealed to me, spiritual essences revealed to me, revelations revealed to me.

I have a lot of wisdom, knowledge, and understanding flowing around inside of me.

God my creator remains with me.

I can tell God anything. He totally understands me. I am completely straight with him; I always have been.

The good, the bad, and the ugly- I have never been shy or afraid to speak my words of truth to God.

No matter what. God always comes through for me. He speaks back to me in so many ways including through nature.

Everything is made up of energy. We are all energy. The energy made up by my nature is the way that God designed me to be.

Whether I have a complaint, or just feeling my joy, God is there with his open-arms, extraordinary comprehension and incredible forces of power to aid, advise, and to protect.

No matter what may go on or happen in general in life- may it be through unexpected events or whatever else- I know that everything will be alright and will turn out in my favor as it always has since the days of my youth.

 

 

 

 

 

It Does Not Have To Be Written In The Bible For It To Be True

 

From my observations throughout the years there are so-called Christians and others alike who believe if something is not written or mentioned within the Bible then the instance is unlikely to be true or not possible- which I know for fact has never been the truth.

Something does not have to be in the Bible for it to be truthful or possible.

Everything not written in the Bible that can occur is also not always devil inspired or people inspired either.

There is credibility to many situations, circumstances, encounters that were experiences not directly included as taken place in the Bible.

Some people are stuck in their limited scope of reasoning, narrow-mindedness, ignorance, brainwashing, or influences brought on by society.

That is why it is so important to be strong-minded and confident within one’s own.

Knowing while certain others may not share an experience or a belief in no way will make another’s experience or belief less probable. There is a great possibility for their undergoing to be a reality and able to exist.

I have always been headstrong. I do not have to go through something to believe or to know it is able to be true for someone else.

Maybe because I have that insight, nevertheless, one should never let others sway their minds or raise doubt in what they hold to know or believe firmly.

Of course, we as people are liable to hold onto false or erroneous ways of being.

Anyone can misinterpret or be mistaken about things it is when they fail to accept their error once they have discovered or have been proven to be wrong in some way.

 

 

 

 

Paper Me Pretty!

 

Ask the younger people of today what paper dolls are most would not have a clue!

Paper dolls were the fad of my generation and before.

I even used to cut out fashion model images from magazines to add to the imagination of play.

It is hard to find quality punch out paper dolls currently.

I never purchased paper dolls with the daunting task of having to cut them out alongside their outlines within the pages of the books they were designed upon.

A few years ago, I came across high quality, sturdy cardboard, adorable images, and playset of paper dolls.

I even purchased some for my two older adult friends who were pleased to surprisingly receive them from me.

The price for this treasure was extremely reasonable for its excellent quality.

 

 

• Rock the red carpet with your very own fashion show! Fashion Show Play Set features 5 paper dolls (actually made of card stock), 3 fold-out scenes—dressing room, fashion show runway, and photographer’s studio—and dozens of glamorous and trendy outfits and accessories any model would love to wear!

Dress up your paper doll ”model” as a bride, in a bathing suit, in a glamorous gown, and more. When the show is over, place dolls and their outfits in the enclosed storage envelope.- excerpt from the paper doll advertisement!

 

 

A Change Of Style: My Hair Grows So Fast!

 

I always had a nice grade head full of hair that grew long from my childhood unto my adulthood. I was never the type to wear any fake hair (I never had or needed to)  I believe in being totally natural.

The first time I ever cut my hair was at age twelve where I kept it short in the front and long in the back (a cute style back during the 1980’s) until it grew back to its original length.

I first permed my hair when I was eighteen and let it grow all the way down my back throughout my twenties.

A year and a half ago In June of 2021 I went to a barber shop and did the “big chop”. I had them shave all of my hair close to the scalp.

I had already stopped putting a straight perm into my hair two years before. I wanted all remainder of the perm entirely cut off. I had a lot of hair and the barber told me to take a picture of it.

My (Miss LaToya) pretty thick curly/wavy hair on June 6, 2021 being swept after I got the big chop!

I prefer my hair to be totally natural and had planned to keep my hair continuously kept short.

However, my hair grows fast and for five months now I have been wearing my natural locks in a ponytail (the style I used to regularly wear my hair in before I did the big chop) and I love it!

While I will never ever get a perm again I decided to just let my hair grow out as long as it wants to.

 

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!

 

Alert!: Merry Christmas!

 

I received this daily alert this morning and I just love it!

God is not only constantly with and around us- he lives inside of us.

This is also another great reason to respect our bodies as we are temples of the most high.

Would you violate the place where the Holy Spirit resides and made a home? Surely not!

May peace, love, faith, strength and protection continue to be with us and follow us into the coming New Year.

We do not have to worry about anything. All we have to do is to pray.

God is the past, the present, and the future ahead. We are ultimately safe and secure within his presence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

I Remember Way Back When

 

I remember when the television stations would go off the air after midnight.

There was no all-night, 24/7 broadcast to watch for most channels.

I remember when there was no 911 to call.

We used to have to dial 0 to have the operator transfer us over to the police.

I remember when it cost sixty-five cents to ride public transportation.

I remember when it was a two-dollar admittance into the movie theater to see a double feature.

I remember rotary and touch-tone phones.

I remember when we would stick metal hangers into broken television antennas to gain a clear reception on the old model tubes.

I remember so much of the good old days, too much to mention!

 

My Writing Spirit

 

Even though I work constantly and am busy throughout the week I still find the time to write here and there.

When the energy is manifest, there is no way to stop what we are meant and inspired to do.

Nothing can ever get me down or out where I cannot write.

Time periods where I do not write for a while are natural intermission modes waved by spirit.

Everything needs a break or wrap-up as the season ends, begins, then restarts.

We never know where this journey in life may take us but whatever keeps us healthy and happy if it is just a small thing serves as a big outlet given to us by utilizing the purpose set before us.

Purity And Love Signified In The Dove 🕊 🕊 🕊

 

The almighty has ways of making notice the power of his presence known to those of us who are highly spiritually inclined.  

I remember the wonderful reflective vision of reality I had years ago of three beautiful white doves rapidly flapping their wings above my head.

A sign of peace, purity, and protection bestowed upon me graciously by thee.  

There are types of dove birds, yet white doves are gorgeous, and were the ones shown to me supernaturally in a divine expression of what was around me.

I wrote in regard to this extraordinary experience a while back here: (https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2013/06/10/peace-power-purity-and-protection/)

 

Swans On The River

 

I always thought the swan was a beautiful creature as it swam upon the waters of the ocean.

I remember when I worked at the relative of the actress Gwyneth Paltrow’s home some years ago in Massapequa, New York.

The relative’s wife was a retired judge who I attended three nights a week overnight when I worked for Bayada services.

The lady lived in a beautiful house.

From her kitchen to the dayroom to the upstairs patio-like hallway that all occupied sliding-glass doors and windows that one could delightfully view through.

I used to take turns relaxing upstairs with my feet propped up in a chair at night while downstairs on the sofa, admiring the gorgeous attraction of the outdoor night scene from the inside.

The reflections glistening over the waves of the sea, the lighting of other homes far across almost circling the outlines of the land.

Those nights were so quiet and serene.

I would watch boats go by. I would watch the breath-taking pinkish-orange, blue skies before night fall and the reddish-yellow skies before daybreak.

I also used to anticipate the beautiful white swans floating on by during the morning so I could get a good look at them compared to the view of them that I had at night.

I filmed them go by on my smartphone to bring back to share and show to my momma back then.

I have really been to, worked at, and have seen some beautiful places.

 

 

A Good Turn-Out For The Week

 

This week was a busy week for me. I usually like to kill two birds with one stone, when possible, by taking care of business or responsibilities all in the same day.

It did not work out as planned on Monday. The rainy weather halted my plans later after work.

On Tuesday morning, the weather was cloudy, but the temperature was quite nice and comfortable.

By the time I left from work I headed straight home because the weather had turned awfully cold.

On Wednesday, I took care of everything that needed to be taken care of with relief and pleasure.

If there is one thing I prefer not to do, if I can avoid it is to not waste, or spend time, on the days I have off conducting business or handling important responsibilities.

Those are my rest and relaxation days.

I made sure I ate decent meals throughout the week, yet I did not get the adequate amounts of sleep which I desired.

It was all made up for today.

I cooked a fulfilling meal last night, enjoyed some music, and slept long this morning only getting up here and there to use the bathroom.

My energy has been lovely and lively lately, like I have been hit with a surge of some sort of extra boost.

The events of the week did not happen in the order I wanted them to only to turn out better.

Everything went unexpectedly well unplanned with the interference of the weather.

Sometimes things work out that way.

 

 

God Will Set The Table, Fix The Plate, And Carry The Weight

 

In this life of unpredictability, we sometimes know what to expect while oftentimes we experience the unexpected.

Once it seems that everything is under control and running smoothly another thing may pop up. Sometimes to the extent that will make one ask “What’s next?!”

When situations or circumstances seem to come at you all at once just give it to God.

When particular occurrences appear to be an overload or too much of a burden- let it go.

 

 

Why stress when we can rest our significant matters into the hands of the Lord?

I have noticed at the most troublesome of times there was no actual distress caused to me as I was not troubled by the happenings around me.

In the same, when I did become concerned about events, I was still able to genuinely laugh, be at peace, and persevere with an uncanny strength and confidence although I dreaded going through the undesirable seasons due to being tired of periodic trials.

When we continue to look and seek beyond instead of what gives the impression of an unfavorable condition that stands directly in front of us, we can endeavor to surpass through the aid of the one who has the power to bypass every storm of the weather.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Riding The Wheels: Bicycling And Roller-Skates

 

It all started around the age of two or three years of age that I threw a fit inside the department store.

My mother said she had to take the last of her money to buy the Big Wheel low-ride that caught my eye as soon as I had spotted it on display.

My mother’s money did not go to waste.

I rode that Big Wheel up and down the block of our neighborhood and everywhere else when I was supervised by an adult.

I had a high-ride tricycle prior to the Big Wheel that I barely rode. I was not enthusiastic about the red three-wheeler as it later collected dust in the garage.

The color of my Big Wheel was red and yellow. I wore the plastic out of the rider I rode it so much. It had partially split in half.

I loved my Big Wheeler!

When I had gotten a little older my uncle bought me a blue colored bike with training wheels.

When it was time for the training wheels to come off my mother taught me how to ride holding my balance. I learned fast all in one day.

Afterwards, there were other children on the block of our neighborhood who asked my mother to teach them how to ride their bikes without training wheels since their parents had not shown them yet.

In between the periods of the Big Wheel and bike I also enjoyed riding the wheels of my roller’s skates and hot-pink colored skateboard.

Though the skateboard did not interest me nearly as much as the other apparatuses.

Before I hit my teenage years, my mother purchased me a 10-Speed bike.

The last time I rode a bike was in the year 1998.

Bike riding was always a fun, enjoyable activity for me. From childhood riding through the streets with my puppy chilling in the basket of the handle-bars, around corners, and up and down steep hills.

Riding in groups with other neighborhood children reveling in the hot mornings, afternoons and evenings of spring and summer.

I had some wonderful times with a bicycle.

Bicycling as an adult in the quiet of the night, under the calm leaves of trees. Refreshing air blowing amid a breeze while going to get something to eat or something otherwise are just pleasurable accounts to remember.

 

Gliding Down Memory Lane: Ice-Skating

 

The first time I ever went ice-skating I was twelve years of age.

A neighbor took me, her daughters and my god-brother to Rockefeller Center in Manhattan, New York.

I learned how to ice-skate that evening almost immediately.

The activity on ice was exciting and fun.

Since then, I have been down that area of Rockefeller Center plenty of times passing through but never have I been back to the ice-skating rink.

Far before that time I recall going to a roller-rink with my mother and associates from our neighborhood.

I was a little pro at Roller-Skates on the sidewalk and streets of Queens, New York but at the rink with the strobe-lights and disco music is seemed as if the floors were actually spinning so I stayed on the sidelines and watched my mom skate around the floor with the help of a gentleman who helped to hold her steady on her feet.

Fast forward ahead at the ice-skating rink where my god-brother at the time was gliding in between two friendly girls who helped to hold him on his feet after he had fallen onto the ice a couple of times.

We (my god-brother and I) laughed at the situation as we had a sense of humor that was out of this world.

My puppy got in on the action as she would run to pull me along as I held her leash while on my roller’s skates through the streets.

She also loved running beside me as I rode my bicycle up and down the block.

 

If I Ever Get The Chance

 

There are wonderful puppies and dogs that come in a variety of breeds, shades, and sizes.

However, I was one who preferred large dogs over smaller ones.

The only small dogs I ever owned was a Poodle and a Chihuahua, and I did not keep the Chihuahua too long. I was not crazy about the tan puppy I named “Peaches”

If I was to get a small breed of dog it would be the Beagle and the Shetland Sheep dog (Shetland’s are in the Collie family).

A gorgeous-looking stray Beagle with blue eyes wandered to the front of my yard years ago when I still lived within the home I grew up at.

I was in my thirties and I would have taken her in, but I did not know where she came from and if she was free of disease. I did not want to take the risk.

My next-door neighbor ended up taking her in and I regretted not being the first to scoop her up as one day she came over to me and ignored my neighbor who was calling her to come back.

I had to pick the Beagle up and hand her over to my neighbor. That is the only way she departed from me.

There was something very special about that dog. We connected instantly.

 

 

 

Tina’s Beautiful Cat

 

 

I have an aunt named Tina who I am not too fond of and who I do not want to be bothered with, however, she loved my dog Brandie as did I and other family members.

Tina had a dog of her own during her teenage days before I was born. But, for the most part Tina is a cat person.

When we shared our family home many years ago, she had a couple of pet cats.

Now as Tina is in her early sixties, she continues to own cats.

Tina had been trying to contact my mother and I through the years, yet we did not respond. So, I finally gave her a chance to connect with me a year and a half ago.

She told me how she watched one of her cats take their last breath and how she planned to get a new cat to keep her other cat company.

I kindly purchased some supplies for her pets from Chewy.com. She did reimburse me though I was looking for nothing in return.

Tina had even invited me to her apartment.

I met one of her cats who had been with her for the longest while the other new cat she adopted was hiding somewhere around the apartment still adjusting to her new home.

The white-colored cat that came over to greet me was adorable and so sweet. She had beautiful eyes and such a wonderful essence about her that I could sense.

Within that moment I understood why Tina loved her so much. In fact, I had an adoring feeling for this lovely creature.

 

 

 

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.