The struggle isn’t real…

We’ve all heard it – “The struggle is real!” I call bullshit (for lack of a better term). We do it to ourselves. We put up with the stress and unhappiness. For what? Do we really believe that we will wake up one day and suddenly be in live with a job we have hated for years? Will our spouse suddenly want to be someone they haven’t been for the last several years? Will our bank accounts suddenly fill with money as we sit on our couch watching tv? NO! NO! NO! We know to be wealthy it takes getting off the couch. We know that our spouse will NOT wake up tomorrow wanting to be someone else. The job? Well, the likely hood of that changing, is NEVER! But we sit and wait thinking about how it could it be different or how what we have will magically become it. If perception is reality then why does the yearning for something other than what we have exist? We would rather try to perceive that our life is this dream we have always wanted and be disappointed that it is not, than to find the reality we seek. Maybe, it’s the separation of you from me, that makes it confusing. One day the job, the spouse, the money it all becomes possible when you perceive yourself having it. So the struggle is not real it’s continual false reality of habitual patterns. Peace, relaxation, love is REAL.

Soulmate, aka, Warrior

I had always imagined love to be some sort of fairy tale. Ya know, one of those best friend relationship kind of vibes? It was today, I found out the truth:

  1. Love will leave you naked- with that comes embarrassment, self-pity, & high expectations…
  2. Your scars are revealed and relived – Those deep dark pits of despair and loneliness… Prepare to reopen and explore.
  3. Fear will be in overdrive – It will feel like a shelter, a parent disappointed in you, but willing to hug you when tears begin to fall.

I had imagined no disagreements. Only waking up every morning to someone ready to explore their day just as I had planned. Love is more than companionship, it is commitment. I never wanted to commit, I only wanted to be a companion. However, I have found my Soul Mate, and I realize I do NOT want to be with someone like me, I want to be challenged, loved, pushed, & praised. I need adventure and growth. I deserve to be loved and valued. My gracious God, thank you for being stronger than I in times of weakness, you are my faith, you are my rock. And to you, my warrior, you are my home.

I love you,

Your completely crazy, hippie, fierce, lover.

-KBJ

One Day, Love… One Day

One day…

You will find someone who loves even the darkest parts of your soul.

You will receive what you give.

You will not be let down by broken promises.

You will know without a doubt that he loves your child(ren) as you do.

You will stop believing in what people say and only what they do.

You will feel stable and safe, with the ability to trust your partner.

One day, my love you will be loved in return. Don’t give up.

-KBJ

Fake Fairy Tales

Every little girl has her favorite Disney Princess; Her own imaginable love story. There’s an automatic expectation that girls should be rescued and protected by a knight in shining armor. Or that her love will be so great it will transform a beast into an honest man… Don’t get me wrong the whole’ “love story” thing is blissful, but it’s nothing like what Disney introduced. It may have not been realistic, but tall tales gave love hope.

And all lived happily ever after… We’ve all heard that a few times, it it’s not that simple. It requires work. A specific choice to put energy into something even when you don’t want to. It’s loving every inch of yourself, so that you can unconditionally love another. I am confident in the end that, Yes, you do end up, “happily ever after”, but I believe the magical story is in the journey of growing together.

True love will strip you naked of everything you thought you knew of it. You will feel like a vulnerable fool with no way of escaping a constant look in the mirror. Both of you forces to overcome fears and flaws, but in the arms of peace. Just as children are God’s way of loving us as we grow, true love is just as patient.

“Love is a journey without a map…” -unknown

Dear, Discernible Future

You came along and taught me that I am capable. I was too stubborn to put enough trust into something new. I should taken time to trust myself…You were familiar and you knew the worst parts of me. The understanding of human flaw we shared was undeniable. We needed each other and a swift kick in the ass. I knew when I met you that you would play a significant role in my life. I thought for many years you were my forever and always and I was right. I will forever be grateful for our time spent together and I will always remember what we discovered about life – Yin & Yang. We were perfectly paired enough to create change within. I was great at teaching someone how to love themselves and you knew how to love everyone but yourself. I was giving; you had nothing to give. I was never honest with myself; you were honest with yourself about what you wanted in life.

I stood in disbelief when you said it was me…

☯️

-KBJ

😁Stay trippy, hippies… ✌🏼

Un-Tuned —-*

“There are many occasions that our soul recognizes what it needs, but our heart & mind misinterpret.”

-KBJ

-Worn & Wrinkly

I can feel myself ripping at the seams,

Begging to walk about noticeably, frayed.

The truth is devastating.

I do not want to see, but I long for illusion.

After all, the destination remains the same, but only one comes with a smile.

It maybe temporary bliss, but I remain faithful to hope.

-KBJ

Dear, 2019 … Bring it on!

I could tell by the first few day of this year; I will be challenged. Thankfully, 2018 helped shape me into a warrior. I experienced things that I never imagined to be possible. I was enlightened by my own manifestations. Just as I was in the verge of surrender, I found myself. I am centered, strong, and ready to change my vibes.

2019 = 3 in numerology.

My Life Path number: 3

Buckle up, it’s about to be a wild ride!

-KBJ 😎💆🏻‍♀️☯️💫#️⃣🌎♾

I Don’t Blame, ya!

It may have taken me a nervous breakdown and an sobering amount of self-pity, but I figured it out without explanation. Instead of destroying it; you wanted to preserve the link. It was impossible for me to heed, coming from a series of conditional relationships. I’m not sure if it was the anxiety or pride that made it difficult to interpret the language you spoke, but it was in my grace that it was not ignored. Although, I think it would have been one of those too good to be true situations:  Neither of  us were comfortable with unconditional love. I knew how to give, but not receive and you… the opposite. We were counterparts, never noticing that together we we became whole; a metamorphic life lesson neither of us were yet deserving of. It was not in my journey of unity with the universe, but in my exploration of self  that I found conviction.

-KBJ

The Euphoric Mishap

“It was a smile that hung cock eyed, just enough to melt the hearts of women. Con-artist were envious of it’s glow and  felt less of themselves in it’s presence. On rare occasions I would desire to be the recipient of it’s affection, convinced it was perpetual. At the culmination of it’s existence the smile was wiped away by eternal vanity. Today, it is merely that of a rancid smirk, deep-seated in evanescent velvet.”

-KBJ

Heaven

I imagine it to be an all over consciousness of unyielding love. Something that is comparable to lying in the clouds surrounded by ripples of comfort; drifting about in utter Peace. It is a jubilation that has no metric of time to prepare or reminisce. It is surely a place of belonging, security, certainty… complete acceptance and devotion.

– Looking Back –

“A part of you respected me, while the other questioned whether I love you. Trust in your heart for it will remain obliged”

-KBJ

Do you really know God?

“God is spirit, and those who worship him must worship in spirit and truth.”

John 4:24 ESV

God is spirit, but who is spirit? Or what is spirit?

As defined by, Oxford Dictionary:

[ Spirit: Noun; the nonphysical part of a person that is the seat of emotions and          character; the soul.  Synonyms: Psyche, (Inner) self, Inner being, Mind, ego; “We seek a harmony between body and spirit”]

Thus making, [God] a state of mind, an inner being. Therefore, we are to devote within ourselves and reality.

God is unity of the mind and reality – consciousness. Oxford Dictionary supports this idea with defining consciousness as, “the fact of awareness by the mind of itself and the world”.

God is being aware. God is life, living, further more creation! The soul yearns to be loved and who embraced the energy leads to creation.

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.

Genesis 1:1 ESV

If you’re still following me, this scripture is quite simple to elaborate upon. Try reading the Bible replacing God, with Love, using it as a noun.

Love, created the heavens and the earth!

Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.

1 John 4:8 ESV

The, “word became flesh”, Jesus was living proof the truth was in perception.

[See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are. The reason why the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Beloved, we are God’s children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is. And everyone who thus hopes in him purifies himself as he is pure.]

1 John 3:1-24 ESV 

He was beyond those he influenced. Jesus shared the pathway to peace with those around him. Thus, enlightening the common people to a personal stairway to heaven. Whether we describe heaven as a dimension, a place in the clouds, or a state of being the end result is all the same. If one can master the art of self-love and find the place between soul and reality, you will reach the highest level of awareness, the supreme realm of peace, a heaven within. You’re reality will no longer effect you. If you are blind, you will now be able to see.

-KBJ

Wandering Women

“If you make him your shelter; you will be left bare. Smile in the rediscovery for it will be your journey. ”

– KBJ

Subconsciously

I am either over flowing with emotions that defeat logic or my thoughts are eagerly bouncing about like a game of ping pong in hope that my indecisiveness may become dormant.

-KBJ

Let it be you!

Why does it feel so wrong to chose myself? I’ve been here too many times to count. A whirl wind romance on the fritz staggering between falling apart or becoming toxic. I’m not a victim. I know my faults, flaws, and wrong doings. I know I continue the vicious cycle, I cringe at the first flare up of an argument because I know it is the beginning of a down hill battle of respect among one another. I know this path better than the route home from work. I run with the idea that different actions will create different reactions. I have been loving, selfish, understanding, distant, and as a last resort committed to therapy! None of them of which have changed the outcome.

I’ve lost myself in the conundrum of , “Can people really change?”.  We are human. We make mistakes. We also learn and grow, is there a rule book somewhere that justifies a fair fight? How many times does someone get to overstep boundaries before the refs calls a personal foul? Or maybe I need to look within for the answers. Is it a matter of low self-esteem and poor choices? Did I accept a mission from the universe to help heal those that have almost given up? This is my life, my choices, and what I allow, but I struggle with leaving. I would say it is 90% because I’m worried they will give up on themselves again and 10% of not wanting to be alone. My solution, space. I ask for space to be upset, clear my head, and recharge. All any man ever seems to hear when I say this is, “I hate you and I am giving up”.  So, not what happens in the movies, right? What happened to sending flower just because she makes you smile?

It is a repetitive pattern. So I can only assume this is between me and Karma, but damn it, when will I get it right? I am an acquaintance with all my ex’s. It makes me sick to my stomach to hear, ” I feel like I don’t deserve you”. I have heard it all too many times, but it brings me to my latest epiphany. Where are the “middle men”. at? The one’s that aren’t perfect or rich, but they want to provide for their family and respect women? I feel like it is a choice of conforming to the lifestyle of a man that is rich to feel as though your are with a provider or dismantle your self-respect to be with someone that give the illusion of being in love with who you really are until it comes to fruition. I’m soul that has to roam free, so there will be no conforming for the sake of a false sense of security. I want so badly to draw the line in sand when it comes to falling in love with illusion, but it tricks me better and better each go around.

My thoughts are jaded and my heart is confused. As I look around at couples, I can’t help, but think it’s an unspoken acceptance of settling. He has the money, she has the looks. Ya know, the cliche type of political relationships you see where one benefits from the other, but the benefit is not that of love. I’m not perfect and I am too rough around the edges to date a man with my career focus. Nor am I willing to sacrifice my hopes and dreams to stay at home with the children. I can’t be with someone that doesn’t contribute just because I want someone available in my small amount of free time. I guess it is silly to think there is something in between, huh? I’m a mom that is married to her career…

” Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you’re wondering which way to go, remember that your career will wake up and tell you it doesn’t love you anymore.” -Lady Gaga

The Missing Key

I just have these days: gloomy, doubt-filled, in-complacent, dark, and dirty days that just creep up without warning. It is in these moments I can’t find what it is I need to change. What is the actual problem here? Is this just some universal shift or do I need a complete life make over? The stress, disappointment, and lack of interest is unreal, but I can never pin point the problem. I can intellectually spill my guts, but emotionally I am numb. I was doing so well finding happiness in new beginnings, doing things for myself. I had 3 month long sabbatical of excitement and joy! All to end up right back here, walking around like Eyyore from Winnie the Pooh.

Life throws me lemons, and I tend to make Lemon Rita’s out of them. I turn the negative energy into positive energy that goes back out into the world, all  sassy and ready to make people smile. I do well for quite sometime. I bury myself in daily life responsibilities and relaxing adventures. Most of the time I move on to a different stage of life. I’m then ready to to take on the world, yet again…

There is something different about this time. The negative energy keeps waging war inside. I feel tired, but restless. I think about changing careers or selling my home. I seclude myself and sleep. It’s like I am on auto-pilot floating through life simply waiting for some path choosing moment. I want to feel alive. I want to smile. I want to be able to meditate and wash this negative energy away!

This isn’t it for me. I have always overcome all obstacles. I have turned pain and sorrow into motivation and strength. If only I can find the auto-pilot button and turn it off. Surely, I can’t be stuck in this mode. May the good vibes, come and sweep me away.

Flip Side

It’s a serene place, really. One that feels like home, but you don’t know it until you leave kind of place. It offers the comfort of hygee. It’s a place filled with such open space it feels free to be naked. It’s strange to feel free. Vulnerable;if you consider growing in a place just waiting to be explored? You must be careful not to stay too long. It will make you miss it that much more.

This or That? – Tag you’re it! :)

Now that my blog has grown a bit, I get to mingle!

Thank you, Superheroes009 (https://superheroes009.wordpress.com) for tagging me in this fun post!

I hope that many people get a chance to check out our fun pages. I’m excited to see how this goes. I think it is a great idea to share some of our quirky sides and interact with one another. Thank you for sharing this awesome opportunity to mingle.

I want to first warn you all that I am high indecisive, so I will apologize for my answers ahead of time. Ha Ha!

Let’s do this, ya’ll! 🙂

Rules

  1. Thank and tag the person that has tagged you
  2. Attach the tag photo
  3. Answers the “This or That” questions
  4. Tag 10 – 20 friends.

Question and Answer

  1. Q: Dog or Cat?
    Dog, man’s best friend, duh! But, I have to settle for a Cat because I am never home. However, can they be potty trained to use the toilet?
  2. Q: Netflix or YouTube?
    Netflix, for sure!
  3. Q: Phone call or text?
    Text messages for this chicka, I  love to write…
  4. Q: Toast or Eggs?
    Eggs, who actually eats toast?
  5. Q: Cardio or Weights?
    Cardio, I heard it burns more calories…
  6. Q: Facebook or Twitter?
    Facebook. I can get more creative.
  7. Q: Ice cream cone or Snow cone?
    OMG! I haven’t had a Snow cone in years. Let’s go get one, Stat!
  8. Q: Mobile Games or Console Games?
    Neither. Not a game fan. :-/
  9. Q: While walking: Music or Podcasts?
    Music, of course. I love me some Journey. ❤
  10. Q: iOS or Android?
    I Phone! IOS, all the way. Just take a bite of the Apple, you know you wanna.
  11. Q: Cake or Pie?
    Pie, under one condition… Must have graham cracker crust. Yum!
  12. Q: Swimming or Sunbathing?
    Both. Can’t have one without the other.
  13. Q: Big Party or small Gathering?
    Small Gathering, less pressure.
  14. Q: New clothes or New Phone?
    New clothes. I’m going shopping. Who’s coming with me?
  15. Q: Rich friend or Loyal friend?
    Loyal friend. “Momma didn’t raise no fool”! I can make my own money, but loyalty is rare these days,
  16. Q: Football or Basketball?
    Who really picks one or the other? That’s why the seasons are at different times, ha ha!
  17. Q: Nice car or Nice Home Interior?
    Nice Home, cars are overrated.
  18. Q: What’s worse: Laundry or Dishes?
    They are both equal in the matter of having to put the clothes or dishes away. Or is there a machine that does that these days?
  19. Q: Jogging or Hiking?
    Heck yeah, I love hiking!
  20. Q: Bath or Shower? Shower
  21. Q: Sneakers or sandals? Sandals, who REALLY needs shoes, at all, though?
  22. Q: Glasses or contacts?
    Contacts, because I buy too many cute pairs of sunglasses.
  23. Q: Hamburger or Taco?
    Is it Taco Tuesday, yet?
  24. Q: Couch or Recliner?
    Recliner, I don’t wanna share. 😛
  25. Q: Online shopping or Shopping in a store?
    Online, saves on gas.
  26. Q: Email or Letter?
    Letter, I love penmanship. ❤
  27. Q: Passenger or Driver?
    Driver, if i know where I am going. Passenger if it’s unfamiliar territory.
  28. Q: Tablet or Computer?
    Computer, something about the click and clack of keys on a key board. 🙂
  29. Q: Intelligent or Funny?
    Funny, I’m a good teacher…
  30. Q: Car or Truck?
    Car, zoom…zoom.
  31. Q: Blue or Red?
    Black…
  32. Q: Money or Free Time?
    Free Time, money can’t buy happiness. Tried it, didn’t work.
  33. Q: Amusement Park or Day at the Beach?
    How about an amusement park on the beach? Now we are talking…
  34. Q: At a movie: Candy or Popcorn?
    Both, let’s not be greedy, now.
  35. Q: Pen or pencil?
    Pen, I hate pencils.
  36. Q: Toilet paper: Over or Under?
    Under, it’s a standard rule! Com’n people. ha ha!
  37. Q: Cups in the cupboard: Right Side Up or Up side down?
    Right side up, they’re already dry…
  38. Q: Pancake or Waffle?
    Chocolate chip waffle toasted with peanut butter. You’re welcome! 🙂
  39. Q: Coke or Pepsi?
    Mountain Dew or Monster, Yuck.
  40. Q: Coffee Cup or Thermos?
    Coffee Cup
  41. Q: Blinds or Curtain?
    Blinds, for sure.
  42. Q: Train or Plane?
    Plane, although I haven’t been on a train.
  43. Q: Phone or Tablet?
    Is this a trick question?
  44. Q: Iced Coffee or Hot Coffee?
    Iced.
  45. Q: Meat or Vegetables?
    I like meals that have both, just saying…
  46. Q: International Vacation or New TV?
    International Vacation, tv is overrated.
  47. Q: Save or Spend?
    Save
  48. Q: Honesty or Other’s Feelings?
    Honesty
  49. Q: Coffee or Tea?
    Tea
  50. Q: TV or Book?
    TV
  51. Q: Movie at Home or Movie at the Theater?
    Theater unless you want me asleep on the couch. ZzZzZ
  52. Q: Ocean or Mountains?
    Ocean, the waves are hypnotic!
  53. Q: Horror Movie or Comedy Movie?
    Comedy, I’m afraidy cat.
  54. Q: City or Countryside?
    Countryside
  55. Q: Winter or Summer? Summer
  56. Q: Mac or PC? PC
  57. Q: Console Gaming or PC Gaming?
    Console
  58. Q: Soup or Sandwich?
    Sandwich, bring me the meat!
  59. Q: Card Game or Board Game?
    Card game, ugh! I miss Spades.
  60. Q: Camping or Binge Watching Shows at Home?
    Camping
  61. Q: Working Alone or Working in a Team?
    Alone
  62. Q: Dine In or Delivery?
    Delivery
  63. Q: Sweater or Hoodie?
    Hoodies, make my life!
  64. Q: Motorcycle or Bicycle?
    Motorcycle
  65. Q: Book or eBook?
    Book, in hand….
  66. Q: When sleeping: Fan or No fan?
    Fan, ceiling only!
  67. Q: TV Shows or Movies?
    TV shows. My adhd won’t let me watch a movie. lol

I tagged the following people to participate in this fun-filled adventure with the rest of us. If you are not one that likes the Blogger Awards or The This or That participation, my apologies. I want you to know that I only nominate you because I find your page intriguing and you have supported me among my journey. So, know that I only nominate you out of support for your amazing talents. If you wish not to participate, I understand, but please be flattered, because your talent should be celebrated! 🙂

ArtsyChic Creations

The Colour of Madness

Silver Screenings

Byungafallgren

Dave Gardner

3sistersabroad

The Controversial Indian

Paul Rados

Scott OConnor

Valentine’s Fall

I’m excited to see all your answers and get to know you better!

Stay trippy, hippies! ❤

Mystery Blogger Award

YAY!!! I am beyond words, right now! I have finally been nominated for a Blog award! Hip, hip, hooray!

A HUGE thank you is in order for The Hippy chic for nominating me! Thank you, Michelle!She writes from an honest heart and shares her struggles and triumphs with us all. A true blogger to say the least.

Check out her fun, truthful, and passionate blog page at: https://worldpress957.wordpress.com/

Now as we all know, this nomination comes with some rules:

THE RULES:

-Thank whomever nominated you and include the link to their blog.

-Put the logo/image on your blog.  List the rules.

-Tell your readers three things about yourself.

-Nominate 10-20 bloggers you feel deserve the award.

-Ask your nominees 5 questions of your choice; including one weird or funny one.

-Notify nominees by commenting on their blog.

Which as many of you already know, I write from the mind and heart. Writing helps me find myself within all the billions of thoughts my mind creates. Although, I try my best to hide it, I wear my heart on my sleeve. However, when I write there isn’t a thought or emotion I conceal within. So, you will find a lot out about be by reading just one of my blogs. However, to share a few things you may have not known about be, I kept it simple. 🙂

  1. I strive for perfection because although, perfection is not attainable, it keeps me reaching for success.
  2. I love to sing.
  3. I find personal growth necessary for happiness.

Now to answer questions from the Hippy Chic. 🙂 🙂 🙂

1.Would you consider your family functional or dysfunctional?

Dysfunctional, but that’s what sets us apart. It keeps me busy with personal growth.

2. What are your core values?

Honesty & Kidness

3.Would you consider yourself addicted to anything?

Yes, staying busy.

4. Most embarrassing moment?

I walked straight into a glass door and fell straight back onto the floor with a bloody nose. (My family didn’t know whether to laugh or cry)

5.Do pigs, indeed, fly?

Our perception is reality.

My Nominees

Julio Jimenez

facingvictory

Nikita Mundhra

Padmasandhya

essenceoftimeblog

Rageshree

Just Another Single Dad

Ortensia

porngirl3

Downing

SonniQ

Now I ask ya’ll….

  1. Why do you blog?
  2. What is your favorite hobby?
  3. Do you prefer paper or plastic bags?
  4. If you could have any super power, what would it be?
  5. What is the quote you live your life by?

 

Dear Single Mom:

It’s okay to love again. Or is it? There is nothing more terrifying than dating as a single mother. Will they be okay with kids? Will my child like them? When should I introduce them? Will he be a good role model? There are so many questions that come to mind it makes you want to wait until your kiddo(s) are 18 years old! Let’s be honest, how many of us can really do that?

“My entire life can be described in one sentence: it didn’t go as planned, and that is okay.” – Rachel Wolchin

*DISCLAIMER* I am not an expert or is this what I call advice. None the less, I wanted to share my outlook…

It’s okay to love again. It is actually essential that you do! You are teaching your child or children how to heal and let things go. I read something the other day that really hit home for me…”Children don’t listen to what you tell them to do, they listen to what you do”.  You are their role model, and yes, maybe one day someone else will share this position with you also. However, for now, while being a single mom, you, ma’am are THE role model. It’s okay for relationships not to work out. It’s okay to be sad. It’s okay to start over and over and over.  These instances are inevitable in life. It is what we do with them that paints the picture of who we are. Ladies, you are the picture your child will stare at for the rest of their lives. Make it count!

My advice:

Keep it classy, not trashy…

Be honest. Be Strong. Be fierce.

Don’t worry about the questions. Grab your little one tight and share with them what is going on and how you feel. But, you guard their little hearts like a mama bear. You’ll know when the time is right. And remember people come and go just as there is life and death.  Show them what to do about it, gracefully, of course…

Every fairy-tale has disaster before the happy ending, but one of the characters remains the same. This is you,rock star! You are resilient and you have the power to change the world around you, all by your perception. That, my friends, is the greatest lesson you can teach children. Don’t let the bad vibes keep you down.

“You get in life what you have the courage to ask for.” – Oprah Winfrey

Dear Twin Flame,

I am not sure if you are found;

Or the one that is always around.

The truth will be revealed,

But it is by chance that the former will be sealed.

Surety has wandered.

Fate is not that of this earth;

It is in the love of all things true.

My soul is wide awake for you to view.

Just as the sun and moon share the morning sky,

Our peace can be found in the mind’s eye.

-KBJ

 

 

 

I Tame your Fire, as I am, the Fuel.

You grab a hold of all my static and place all my particles perfectly where they are preordained.

The way you budge piques my interest.

You stimulate me in way that evokes emotion. I am not biased.

Just when I feel myself begin to lose control, your touch grounds me.

As a fire burns bright of orange and red embers, I remain cautious as not to give in.

But you still find a way to make me melt.

The Courtesy of Chaos

It is true that we live in the same situations until rise above them? It’s an internal hell of insanity. The soul yearns to be loved to a degree the fondness is manifested out feeble intentions. It’s something that happens at full tilt. It’s joyous and overly appropriate. A fondness developed by emotion without definition caresses our heartache and fear. It is something so needed that we question it, but take it to our hearts, as if it completes our being. Just as it is accepted, villainous energy tightly grips the humble future of it all….

Stuck in the Glow

As a firefly on a hot summer night, I am a light and dance in the darkness. My soul is consumed in joy and sharpness. While my mind is blending in with the background. Whether I am illuminating the brilliance of a long lost traveler or patiently walking behind the unrighteous, yet here I remain.

-KBJ

And I Thought it was me, saving you…

All this time I thought it was me; saving you. Although, I can’t quite figure out the place I am in now, I know there’s something to come of this. It feels like a wildfire ready to burn bright. There’s just not too many ashes for it to ignite. I never realizes how safe you made feel. I was so secure with life before. Now, or feels as if it’s moving steadily around me as I am trying to figure where to stand so that it does my head ahold of me. There is such betrayal in expectations. We are better served in adapting to love instead of expecting it. It’s about what we give, not what we receive. Passion leads us to a routine that feels appropriate and we begin living it. – Without any intention of keeping it. If only I had known the future I was able to see with you. I knew it every time it spoke to me. I would have told you sooner if I had believed you weren’t experiencing the same thing. At this point, I don’t whether to run to or from it. So, don’t leave the decision to me. My choices are irrelevant to the future that’s seeking me.

I was Raised by a Sociopath.

I say this uncomfortably while clamoring in the realization of events that just took place. My life is changing dramatically. Numerology has kept me aware and gave me something exciting to concentrate on. It’s a little slice of fun, as is astrology, and I truly enjoy the energy of these spiritualities. However, it’s new. A 180 degrees from the quite depressing life I was living before my family suddenly ripped to shreds; I assumed it was only appropriate to see a therapist. Ya know, to just make sure I’m still in here somewhere. The outcome was more than I had expected…

Disclaimer: I have never, EVER, met this woman before today. She was an older woman with gray, short hair, wearing men’s Dockers with a pair of glasses that reeked of,”I have a PHD”. I second guessed myself at giving her a hand shake. Why? I tend to freeze up in nervous situations. I sat down and made myself comfortable. She told me her name, I shared mine.

“Are you a gypsy?”, she asked.

“What?!?!”, I blurted out.

She immediately began to explain herself. She thought I looked like a gypsy. When I told her I had Portuguese Heritage she began to tell me the history of how the Portuguese migrated and she just knew that my Father’s Paternal Mother was a gypsy. Mind you, this is my first Therapist appt. I was blown away! I had a Medical professional sitting in front of me confirming my intuition.

I briefly answered her “textbook”, questions as she would type on the computer. I’m not sure if she was analyzing or captivated by me. I explained my relationship with my father and the failure of the family I so recently came home too. She asked me if I had watched any part of the Casey Anthony trail. All I could think to myself was that poor child. My eyes filled with tears in her explanation of what kind of woman she was and how she had no remorse.

As a tear rolled down my cheek, she asked,”Do you know what a Sociopath is?”

I immediately said,”I picture something from CSI or Murder she Wrote!” I am squirming inside wanting her to hurry to explain what she is getting at. All I could think is I’m a Sociopath. Sweet, Jesus, help me. In the two seconds it took me to convince myself I was a Sociopath, my anxiety was interrupted by the sound of her voice.

“Your Father… Your EX… Your child’s Father… They all have something in common… You were raised by a Sociopath. Now, you date them. I believe you are determined to rid the world of them”, she said with such a caring voice.

It was as if she knew how fragile I felt when I heard it. She asked me why I chose to make an appointment with her.

” I want to break cycle of unhealthy relationships that I keep I living each day”, I replied so confidently.

“We will!”, she replied eagerly.

She recommended two books: The Glass Castle and The Sociopath Next Door.

Dear Silence,

 

Apollo was considered the God of sun, music, light, & Prophecy…

I will learn how to enjoy you,

I will figure out what your about,

I used to long for the quiet, just a moment to check my mood.

Though, I didn’t want to go this route…

 

I always knew you could.

So I will learn to find my self in this empty space.

Hey, ya know… It’s all good.

It’s certainly time for me to save some face.

 

Let the tick of the clock keep me focused,

For I can then find myself in the hollow.

God, we will miss those really good moments,

But catch you on the slip side; or at the temple of Apollo.

Photo Credit:https://www.wikiart.org/en/giovanni-battista-tiepolo/apollo-and-diana-1757

 

-KBJ

Tomorrow I will be Better.

Just when I think I knew what love was… I wonder how many times I will say that in life. I gave so much of myself to us. I don’t know who I am. I am fearful and in times of fear I seek comfort. You were my comfort. So, now I seek nothing. That is as I feel inside. Nothingness. Life is routine and survival. I learned to love the chaos, the chatter, and annoyance. You tore my walls down and made me bear the truth about myself. Now I am left here standing naked for the world to judge. There was a time you loved me as much as I loved you – That is not something you can fake. If you mistakenly thought this was something you wanted and then later decided it is not, why can’t you leave with peace. Why must you make me suffer? You changed my world. You made me questions myself at who I was and who I wanted to be. But, you can have the decency to remove you’re the pieces of yourself from the home that remains silence. You show yourself to me looking like your falling a part inside. Stand there with your daughter, who I was just responsible for looking out for, once again asking for my help… But you can’t give me closure. Lucky for you, I don’t wish to change the world anymore. I wish to change myself and if you send your wishes then I know it is as hard for you that it is me.

“Pride is the mask of one’s own faults” -Proverb

God I miss ya’ll…

Dear, Beautiful Woman…

When the hurt never ceases,

Do not live in shame.

You are HIS masterpiece,

So rejoice in loves’ flame.

If you get the feeling of guilt,

Do not follow the Trail of Tears.

Pain can be comfortably rebuilt,

Instant aid only enables our fears.

Let your soul be the gladiator!

The internal battle you will win.

Let Karma be the mediator,

You just heal & mend.

KBJ

Famous, yet?

I have this newfound respect for artists, entrepreneurs, designers, and anyone promoting their passion. It takes ambition, dedication, insanity (at times), but an unthinkable amount of hard work. Hours upon hours of research, practice, and conversation at times feels exciting, other times it can be exhausting. It’s the equivalent of teetering between a multitude of success and rock bottom.

When reading our favorite books or jamming to an awesome new song we get a feeling of happiness, fulfillment. In my teens & 20’s, music was life! I would spend hours downloading songs and chatting with friends. We would talk about all the memories and feelings we would get from listening to this song or that song. It was something to do that made us feel good. We worshiped these people, the words they spoke became gospel at times. We would respond to life situation with hashtags of  their lyrics. However, we never stopped to think about who these musicians or writers were. What kind of life did they live? Did they grow into fame? Where they in the right place at the right time? Why weren’t we born perfectly, talented?

The answer is this. We are born with just a much talent and ability. We can accomplish anything we chose to. Those with the utmost disabilities in life, rise to be shining stars. What’s are excuse? If you don’t know what you are passion about, find it. Practice all the things you have always thought about doing. I can guarantee you that if you spend enough time, effort, and energy on what it is you love to do, you will attract success. Charisma is captivating. Share your passion with the world, you might surprise yourself by who you really are. Life is short, but remember that the journey is yours to live.

Can we Really do it?

Why is it so hard to admit? Courageously – we should be able to say, “I’m not happy”, and the world remain intact? Happiness is not an all or nothing kind of thing. Moments measure happiness, not instances. What is it that makes us lose sight of our happiness?

Self inflicted, sure. In retrospect, why can’t we logically receive that information? Somewhere along line it gets all muddy. I believe it happens at that first moment of disrespect. It’s the first slice, just a little dig…KABLOOM! It explodes. We always find a way for water to wash it away. The problem is forgetting. When you strive to live each moment as a logical situation, you find yourself far away from where you begin.

It’s two yellow roads diverged… Let’s call the one on the right your brain – the one on the left emotion. Yep, there is it is. This whole other challenge. You cannot just stop because you’ve already begun. If your reading this now and my next statement surprises you, then you can relate. There is another road! It comes with trappings of stability, self-reliance, reassurance.

The foundations of relationship survival. There are times you have to tag out. The unruly part is the timing. The two roads are always there looming with decision, but there is no way to be on both roads at the same time. Choices my friend…choices. And with choice requires action. How can you possibly make choice if you have no interest in that action? That there, what is that? Try to be open-minded here: A choice requires a decision which in turn creates an action. And famously -,”For very action there is a reaction”.

If you’re not following me now, this is where you should stop reading. The remaining is simply ramblings of yours truly.