Scene Of The Play

 

I remember when I was in the fourth grade. I had a teacher named Mrs. Yaffey. She was Jewish.

I attended an elementary school in Bayside, New York at the time- P.S. 203.

I wrote a play back then as an assignment in which I chose specific classmates to act out in roles I had created within my story. I even cast a student for the narration in between scenes that I had written.

This preparation took place among us all in our classroom.

I never received a low or bad grade on book reports so knew I could write well at an early age.

Reading and writing were my best subjects.

After Mrs. Yaffey was impressed by one of my book reports- she to my surprise- gave me the lead role as Robinhood for our school play called “Potpourri”.

I was not one who wanted to be in the spotlight, so I gave the part to a girl named Erica Goldstein. She had a narrator role in which I exchanged with her.

Throughout the days up until we were to perform on stage in front of an auditorium full of people we rehearsed and had to get our apparel and costumes ready.

I had to wear a white shirt, a black belt, and black tights as the narrator. “Robinhood” had to wear her cape and each other character according to their required specific wardrobe.

During opening night my mother later expressed to me that she was disappointed that I had such few lines in a small role. I don’t think she liked that I gave up the lead part to someone else.

But things like that were not a big deal to me. I was not a child who liked being the center of attention.

My mother did not mean any harm, she was just a parent who was proud of her kid.

 

Message To My WordPress Visitors/Followers And Outside Visitors 

 

 

I just want to acknowledge that when any of you “like” my posts or leave a comment, if I do not immediately respond or respond back in a timely manner, I definitely will eventually. 
 
I do not ignore or disregard anyone who takes out the time to read my posts unless nothing is required or really needs to be said. 

I also wanted to acknowledge that I have read many WordPress bloggers whose posts I have really enjoyed, but I was unable to like their post or leave a comment due to their “like” button not displayed and the comment section being disabled as they don’t accept comments. 
 
Some people’s websites don’t even load up all of the time. It could be my browser or the site is not available or is temporarily unavailable. 
 
I appreciate your kindness and interactive regard within our community. 
 
I am not the type to just read or like someone’s post just for someone to come read mine. As I have said many times in the past, if nobody came to read my blogs, I would still write. 
 
This is also why I may not respond right away.

I like to take my time when I have the time to thoroughly and thoughtfully read through posts to give honest responses. If I “like” or leave a comment, it comes from genuineness. 
 
So, whenever I have the free time, I will definitely get back to you all- not that any of you need or are necessarily looking for my feedback- I appreciate your visits and that you enjoy some of my writings or find them interesting. 
 
All, have a blessed day. 

 

 

Thank You, WordPress

Wow! I was not expecting to get a WordPress announcement of my fifteenth year of blogging since I haven’t received one in a long time. It is nice for us serious bloggers to all keep track.

I just came across the notification today.

 

 

I also miss the New Year’s celebration announcements we bloggers used to get with the animation every beginning of the year and the snowfall animations around winter or December!

Thank you, WordPress I hope to fly with you for as long as possible. I love to blog!

 

 

Ignorancy! Amazon And These Others Need To Chill Out

This is a free country with freedom of expression. This is my blog. I write about all kinds of things. As soon as one speaks the truth it causes controversy!

I have been minding my own business as usual. I write a post today telling an ex-coworker to stop coming to my blog as he comes almost every day- I have not written anything about him anymore (only just one post recent because he keeps coming to my blog to cause trouble). What is the purpose?

They’re so ignorant probably looking for some type of violent nonsense in my blogs that don’t exist. They have the nerve. Silly people love to overreact all for nothing.

Instead of worrying about my blog why don’t they go be vigilant about the real threats and acts of violence and crime that is going on out in the world today if they want to monitor something instead of continuing to worry about a regular person like me just for speaking her mind.

And now Amazon and the rest of the spies who come to my blog just about every other day act like something really big is going on.

My goodness. They are all ridiculous. Why don’t they move on what are these assholes looking for?

 

 

Fifteen Years With WordPress

 

I still love WordPress. I have blogged on this website for fifteen years.

(WordPress used to send us personal anniversary notices celebrating our time here. I don’t know why that stopped)

One year before then in January 2006 to July 2007 I was blogging on another site before I came upon this one.

I started on WordPress August 7, 2007

Like I have said within the past WordPress is the best blogging platform out there. We also have such a large variety of wonderful, talented writers.

I have seen many come and go, some still here enjoying what they do. Even when some of us are caught up within our busy lifestyles or just take a long or short break we eventually return back to what we love- our writing and creating with our artistic visions.

All of my material is written by me, the designs of my blogs are created by me, and the photos are all chosen and put up by me.

A lot of us who are into being naturally inventive with our originality have fun! Yet, it is also spirit that inspires me to use my gift.

Whatever our endeavors we should always remain authentic.

WordPress is a great community to be a part of whether one chooses to regularly interact with others or not.

I am always going to be active on all seven of my blogs whether frequently or periodically:

For my audience who are unaware:

(Remember to always check below top posts as newer posts will sometimes be down below the featured ones) If you see posts that remain above others for a while it does not mean that the blog is not updated by my new written material- just check underneath.

Born With Second-Sight 

Daily Living 

LaToya 

Authentic Expression  

Walking With Jesus 

My Testimony: The Power of God 

Daily Inspirations 

 

The Writing Hand

I love to write. I have been writing since childhood.

I do not write just to be writing. I have to be moved to write.

Whether if it is by spirit, inclination, or both, the experience is beyond me.

From time to time there is an intermission, though, the ability and performance is always there. But the essence of celestial flow has its frame of consistent exercise.

There was a rare time recently where I did not think I would be interested in writing anymore. I thought the thrill was gone but God showed me different.

For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him. –Philippians 2:13  

When we are open to let the Lord work through us to fulfill our purpose, he will generate his power and continue to lead us down the correct path.

When we may believe we are finished or have no more to offer in a particular area due to mixed feelings, the Lord will unexpectedly surprise us by showing us that he is not yet done with us.

His silence or what seemed as a stagnation was just a reformation to an elevation.latoya lawrence 

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.

True To The Heart

When I write sometimes I do not know where it will completely lead to. What I write practically writes itself. This is how it has mainly been as one being led by the spirit. I just let it go and let the spirit get out whatever message it wants to speak in those certain moments. Well, here goes:

I remember a few years ago some girl by the name of Melissa left me a comment. She had the nerve to think or believe that she was actually schooling me about God based on her preconceived notions of what she ignorantly gathered from reading an article that I wrote.

One cannot know a person’s life or entire life story just by reading a few detailed posts from a blog. My mother was solid in her Christian/Baptist faith she attended church regularly as a child, had gotten me christened/anointed/blessed at four months in a catholic church, and introduced me to God at a very early age.

I had always believed in the Lord, was gifted with second-sight, and was led to him and by him. God’s favor was on me since the beginning of my journey here on earth as a little infant. My mother and I shared countless instance of the Lord’s providence.

During my teenage years up into my early adulthood I had a very strong relationship with God and was in communication with him consistently through prayer and would constantly reap his generosity.

I was no stranger to the Lord, and he was not someone who was a stranger to me. Due to my aversion toward negative situations and circumstances brought on by undesirables (jealous/envious/miserable people) and the certain inevitable trials of life, in general, I was fed up and tired and very resentful at God for what I had to go through from childhood on up.

It happens. Nonetheless, the Lord called me back to him after my distancing myself from him for so long even though he never distanced himself from me.

The whole time God was still there taking really great care of me. I was furious at the Lord for various reasons, yet he did not punish me. Instead, he showed me compassion, mercy, and grace. He also extended an invitation to rekindle our fellowship so that I could get to know him more genuinely and intimately within a way that I never knew or understood him beforehand.

I accepted Jesus Christ between the age of ten, eleven, or twelve. It was so long ago I don’t remember exactly but it was before I entered into my teen years.

My great-grandmother criticized me over the telephone when I was about fifteen telling me that I wasn’t normal because I wasn’t doing and acting the way other teenagers were at the time.

According to her, I should have been hanging out, partying, having sex, and whatever else she hoped since she had gotten pregnant at fourteen, would get drunk and possibly do drugs as well as associate with the wrong type of people who used and abused her.

Any other great-grandmother who was truly a Christian at heart would have been proud and recognized that it was God’s holy spirit within me claiming me as one of his very own children.

I was never of this world.

I did not judge my great-grandmother or care about what she did in life. All of her regrets and downfalls she took out on certain members of the family out of jealousy. She and my eldest aunt tried their best to destroy my mother and I years ago. My mother and I were not like the rest of the immediate family. We were unique and spiritually inclined.

Insight was a gift that ran in the family but my mother and I were different than them in character and personality, we were cut from different cloths (not of the same nature).

God knows us all. It does not matter what other people think or what other people say. God is the true judge, soul-seeker, and examiner of the heart and our intentions. None of us have to explain ourselves to anyone and we are not to be a pleaser to those who do not understand or accept us. We are to be pleasers and expressers of God.

For the Lord knows us better than we know ourselves and only he can reach us in the places where he is able to search and find us.

My Blogs

Writing is such a fantastic talent and gift to have and I am consumed with the natural energy to write through spirit whenever I’m moved to create and express.

When I write, it’s not about getting people to read, I don’t care if nobody ever read my literature, I will always continue to write and speak my truths and experiences regardless, it’s genuinely about a driven force within me carrying out what I was born to do and the universe allowing me to do so within my connection unto it.

And, I understand the vibration completely and it is intangible.

It is mysterious how spirit and destiny works.

I Love All of my blogs:

My Second,

A Caulbearer’s Journey (LaToya The Writer: The Clairvoyant/Medium)

 

My Third,

Authentic Expression (LaToya’s Health And Wellness Lifestyle Blog

 

My Fourth,

Working WomanWorking Woman By Miss LaToya

 

Spontaneous Energy

Writing is an art and a talent, a gift to inspire, and to be inspired by.

When inspiration unexpectedly strikes it will happen anywhere and at any given period. There is not a set time for creative skill to rise into focus. Vision and wit is promoted by energy and drive expression and invention is contrived through originality.

Once all of the faculties range within motion the flair of province instinctively goes into coordination.

I dive on in as I enter the wonderful world of writing!