People – Daily Living, By Miss LaToya

Are You Feeling Me?

Feelings are powerful.

What you feel, when you feel, why you feel how you feel all play a part within our behavior at times.

While we do not always act upon our emotions, we are creatures who are inhibited by them or uninhibited by what we do not feel within or from them. Some have no emotion toward certain things.

Sound complicated?

What I am saying is that feelings, emotions can often lead us to react inwardly or outwardly but just because what strikes up emotion in one does not mean that will strike up those same feelings within another for the same reasons.

Yet, the intensity of emotion itself is uncontrollable as we cannot control what we do or do not feel.

Unfriendly

People will smile in one another’s faces then talk about each other like dogs then call one another friends, or they are supposed to be friends.

I have seen and watched this among many, including family members, throughout my life.

As one naturally a loner who never looked for or depended upon friendships since I was never crazy about people in general, if or when people talked about me it did not matter.

People talk about people and tell lies about people every day- people they do not even personally know.

Either they assume things, make up things, or hear things through others (the grapevine) that may be unreliable yet they may want to believe or enjoy the nosy talk as it is within some people’s nature to do so.

It is fantastic to be aware but I never went around calling everyone who sometimes hung around or kept company a friend.

Instead, I called them associates.

Yes, everybody talks in one way or another at some time about someone or something, but not everyone is a gossip, rumor spreader, or slanderer out to spread harm.

Some merely have discussions while others are spiteful, deceitful and/or eager to hear or gather dirt.

I am an individual who does not need to talk behind one’s back. Whatever I do have to say when anyone is not around, I will tell one my words straight to their face.

Why be bothered with someone who one does not like or appreciate if one does not have to?

Some stick around others for the ulterior motives they may have such as to use them etc….

I did not get involved in nonsense/bullshit of that nature. Though I have seen plenty of it go on.

There is nothing wrong in instances when people come to tell you what someone said, spoke about, or heard about you. A lot of it is done in good faith with good intentions and one can learn and evaluate life situations as they come up in the world by being kept alert/informed, avoiding certain mistakes, preventing unfavorable situations, so on, and vice-versa.

But what is the point of those who claim to be friends when all they really do is dog one another out in all type of circumstances?

They are not really friends- genuine friends are not intentionally cold, hurtful, or malicious toward one another.

Pretty Brown Girl❤

Everyone should love the skin their in because I know I genuinely do!

I love my brown skin- I always have.

I do not know why we who are of African ancestry are called black people- there is no such thing as a natural black skinned person- we are the original “brown colored” people.

My family come in an array of different shades from dark brown, medium brown, light brown, tan, to high yellow.

Color has never been an issue where I come from.

If anything, our color was a beautiful symbol of our African American, Native American and European (English from England) multicultural heritage and diversity.

Brown skin is beautiful.

When I look into the mirror, I am one of the most beautiful things that I have ever seen.

To Turn Back Time

I have no desire to relive events in life but to go back in time to a period when living was much simpler.

I am sure many have those nostalgic memories of climatic events that brought on the ecstasy of pure happiness and joy.

We are reminded in those wholesome classic black and white television shows like Lassie, Leave It to Beaver and so on.

That good old-fashioned fun-loving carefree innocence of life!

A Good Judge Of Character

I was one who had a knack for correctly sizing up people.

Sensing things about them that others could not sense right away or at all.

If I did not pick up on individuals right away as I normally did then the instinct would hit me not so long after to get a deeper insight into their energy.

Born with a Caul/Veil I could see through people like a lie detector- determining who could or who could not be trusted and who to stay away from.

Seeing into the eyes of the soul and feeling into the depths of the spirit is a connected relationship between the realms.

Looking in and looking out by viewing into the mirror of life to reflect and to reveal.

Sitting back, to take everything in- a resemble just like a tell-tale picture within a frame.

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Infant Christening/Baptism: A Lovely Event

My mother wasted no time! She got me baptized/christened when I was four months old.

My mother herself, as a young church attendant, made the urgent decision to get baptized at ten years of age.

Baptism does not save one, though, it is a wonderful expression of our faith and devotion.

There are people who believe that infant christening/baptism is an insignificant or irrelevant event because the child has no knowledge yet of what is taking place or the faculty to decide whether to accept Jesus Christ.

People have the right to think or believe what they want. However, I strongly disagree with this mode of thought, and I do not care what anyone else has to say about the matter.

There are fully grown people who partake in adult baptism with all their faculties in place, developed to ponder, select, choose, and determine- and their act of holy anointment will make no difference if their heart, mind, and soul are not lined up to what it means to demonstrate the outward representation of faith and the commitment to follow God’s path.

So, whether a baby is not able to make the conscious profession of a belief in the crucified savior who was buried then resurrected for everyone’s benefit to have eternal life- their holy christening/baptism is no less significant at all.

It is for some, as I know for a fact, an act of belief on the parent’s part, to have their child blessed by God so that he may also have his hand on that child to supernaturally guide and lead them on the correct road to him.

It is the parent’s beautiful expression of offering and celebrating their child or children into the hands and family of God himself.

A Lovely Dream I Once Had

I remember a great dream I had years ago.

In the dream, I lived in a spacious home that was shared with relatives of mine that I had not met yet in the awake state.

The home had so much room and was built off in a section way where my relatives and I would only run into each other occasionally or not so often inside the large-sized kitchen we also shared.

We all got along and went about our business in parts of the house that we resided and occupied.

The only person I told this dream to was my mother after I had it.

So, it was coincidental or suspicious when someone mentioned in a comment on one of my blog posts (Symptoms of Voodoo Black Magic by Mony Singh) years after I had the dream that they lived in a big house with the same or similar circumstances. I do not recall every detail within the person’s comment (and there are far too many comments to search through to look for it).

However, it was too close.

Of course, I do know that whatever we can think can happen or exist. And that whatever we may experience, someone else somewhere around the world will or may experience it too.

It is not that my dream and her claim of reality seemed impossible, it was just uncanny of her to mention the instance.

Another Gift Of Appreciation

I work with a variety of people along with regular clients that I report to duty with.

As I was absent from work this past Christmas Eve- last Saturday- due to canceling my shift a day before, I returned to schedule this past Tuesday.

At the end of my shift my client handed me a large gift bag with two belated Christmas gifts inside from his wife. They had planned to give me the present prior on the Eve.

This was the second of gifts I had received from two of my clients that I see on a regular basis.

Into Creative Mode: Our Hobbies, Gifts, And Talents

I think it is wonderful to utilize the talents and skills that we have.

Not only are the activities productive and resourceful, they are fun to take part in, whatever they may be.

There is so much variety within our nature, likings or interests.

As artists of many kinds, we are creative visionaries who are stimulated by instinct to exercise and utilize faculties throughout everyday life.

We can find anything that inspires or provokes us into action.

I used to sketch faces as a child and draw things- nothing serious- as I do not have a talent for top-notch drawing. I love beautiful paintings and the works of those who can draw pictures, cartoons, designs with a pencil or pen on paper.

I enjoyed water-painting as a child, molding with clay along with other crafts and handcraft.

Hobbies turn into remarkable careers for some.

We all appreciate being entertained by the talent of others, whether it is the lovely voices of those who sing beautiful songs, the excellent acting of those who are cast in movies or plays, the architecture of a building/home/community, the writings of books and literature, the designs of advertisements and attractions.

There is an entire world of beauty out there full of mind-blowing diversity.

Lady Living It Her Way

I heard it said and even backed up by study that women in particular who are spouse-free and child-free have higher levels of happiness and live much more enjoyable lives.

All data taken from behavioral science does not apply to or set the standard for what certifies as fact in various types of people, however, as a single woman without children, I totally without a doubt agree!

I am one who can definitely attest to having a higher level of happiness and living a more enjoyable life compared to those who are in relationships for whatever reason.

I would not want to live my life any other way.

I would not change my personal status for anything.

My space is not to be invaded by those who are not invited.

I have peace, inner strength, confidence, love, spirituality (a wonderful relationship with God), independence and wisdom.

Doing My Duty

I prepared medication today for one of my clients in the facility that I work at.

For one person, he takes a load of daily medicine to keep his health regulated.

I set up his two-week supply as he directed me to.

I remember when I worked in Rockland County, New York at a facility where another lady and I both took care of thirteen patients by ourselves.

We had to administer their proper medications every night.

It was an important duty.

We also checked on them every hour on the hour.

I have worked in quite a few residential facilities as well as at a few hospitals.

The facility that I currently work at now I worked within years ago and this place has changed completely, they even have an entirely different staff working there.

Leaving Amazon Was A Blessing

I left Amazon on July 19, 2022. I began work at another job a week after.

The month of August proved a better livelihood into the future.

There was no depth to or any future working at Amazon.

The position I had as a locker Hub associate was a bit fun yet there was really no substance to the role.

Aside from the job not offering any compliment to my abilities whereas I could be challenged and grow, there was no opportunity to significantly advance.

In addition, there was no guarantee of a steady concurrent schedule or any schedule at all if one was not able to successfully compete with other employees on the App Amazon had set up for workers to be on to arrange their own timetable at a designated time every weekday.

Another drawback was Amazon only allowed us employees four hours a day of work unless one was lucky enough to catch a second four-hour shift for the same day.

And, I do not even want to elaborate on the absurd cap situation that limited the hours we were able to actually work. Amazon only extended hours to us if others canceled shifts and they needed others to fill in.

I had another profession to fall back on one I could always return to if I chose, in spite of that fact I preferred a change of field at the time.

I am one to look toward the future, to plan ahead. There was just no way to expect a stable income as there was no guarantee of steady work or making a living off of four hours a day at the pay-rate Amazon handed out.

I prayed for a dependable schedule, for a higher wage. I also prayed against certain co-workers who were envious, jealous, spiteful and prone to cause trouble.

The last time I prayed against those who were a problem a drama took place with one of them the next day along with nonsense from a new manager.

This was the day I decided to quit Amazon.

It was time for me to go, time for me to move on.

It was the answer to my prayers. Resolution had come in a way unexpected to how I anticipated it would be.

I realized this immediately when it all initially happened.

It was even better than what I hoped for now that I look back in hindsight.

I already had a peace of mind- yet now I am more at peace and at ease within spirit.

God removed me from an environment surrounded by negativity. What others in particular intended for harm God turned into my advantage.

I now have the stable work hours I desired; I have the higher pay that I desired.

Amazon was just another stepping stone in life where I was not meant to stand on too long. Only long enough to get me to the next level of plan.

While I have progressed and continue to rise in the paths accorded to my journey those coworkers who were a burden continue to remain stuck/shiftless, unable to go anywhere beyond the holes they have dug for themselves as they are completely limited within life and within capacity.

Don’t Touch Me!

Years before Covid arrived on the scene (ever since the early 90’s) I was one who had already adopted a natural habit to frequently wash my hands.

Years after (In 2006 on up) I constantly wore gloves at work in retail department stores.

I was careful where I sat down at in public areas also. Sometimes I wouldn’t even sit down if I didn’t have something to cover a seat with.

In a way, I guess I was a germaphobe. It was all for good reason.

One day I was at work with a client.

She took her bare hand dug down inside her pants to vigorously scratch her pubic area then touched the landline telephone that I had to clock out with.

She didn’t even wash her hands before she used the phone.

This lady had the nerve to get offended because I wore gloves whenever I worked around her.

It is just a fact; everyone is not hygienic. One never knows where someone’s mouth has been (I was never one to let people kiss me either).

And, as I have already mentioned, one never knows where one’s hands have been, and so on.

Help To Those In Need: Charity, Volunteer Work, Donations

Some times when people think about donating or volunteering, they assume they may have to give up large portions of valuable items or time of themselves.

This notion is simply not at all true.

There are people who do not really want to give away anything but do it because they think God will punish them or look down on them if they do not share with the less fortunate or those in need.

The truth is, we all cannot please or gain points with the Lord on account of good works. He showers us purely through his love, grace, and mercy. However, when we do act purely within accordance to goodwill from our hearts God is delighted and he blesses us even more for our kindness.

Some people put on an air in front of others just to gain approval or praise by helping out the poor, needy, disadvantaged, or ones who are just temporarily/periodically going through a hard time. For them, it is all about getting recognition.

There are even people who when they do volunteer or donate, they are not very polite, courteous, or decent about their efforts and within their ventures.

Some individuals donate articles of clothing or items of use that may be in very poor, raggedy or undesirable condition and that is not suitable or hygienic.

Nevertheless, these people have the idea or mentality that people who are beggars cannot be choosers or that people in desperate need should feel lucky enough to get what they can due to their predicament.

People can be both cruel and judgmental towards others but if it was them within this particular unfortunate situation, they would not desire to receive someone else’s neglected or badly worn-out hand-me-downs or patronizing, condescending attitude.

When any of us are inspired to give the motive or intention should not be out of a feeling of torture or obligation. One’s main aim and purpose should come from a place of honesty, sincerity, and peace.

A true feeling of, humanity, compassion or empathy for what someone else may be going through that incites us to help.

If one decides to donate money it does not have to be a humongous amount. It can be fifty-cents, a dollar, five dollars, or ten dollars. It is the thought that really counts.

If one decides to donate clothing, toys or other articles of benefit, at least have them all cleaned and in a decent and suitable condition for someone else to appreciate and enjoy. To be generous and take kindness a little bit further, buy or share an item that is brand new or that has never been in use before.

If one decides to give of their time for some volunteering event, spend as short or as long a time within doing so as tolerated or permitted just volunteer and give of yourself amiably and with consideration.

During times when I give (or have gave), it is because I have been blessed by God and it is only right and fair to sympathize and to show the Lord how thankful I am by aiding to another. Also, because it comes from my heart or sense of humanity in specific circumstances.

I have lost money in the street before within the distant past; however, I did not get upset about it. I said to myself that it probably happened for a reason. Someone would have come across that money who may have needed it more than I did because I was not lacking for anything. Even if I was, God definitely would have provided by eventually reimbursing the money back to me.

So, whatever we do within our unstinting, self-sacrificing, unselfish, free-handed behavior- do it authentically and without expecting anything in return. When you do, it brings such a warm, uplifting, beautiful feeling to the heart and to the senses.

It also brings joy to the Lord to see his children responding to one another in love, care and thoughtfulness.

Providence: My Great Protector

I noticed since early childhood the favor over my mother and I, and the manner in which God took great care of my family.

The Lord watched over us solicitously, his eyes vigilant to never waver, his hands fixed firmly on every situation. Even when I did not think or believe he was looking out or holding our circumstances in place.

We mattered to God. And, we still do.

I have been so very fortunate by his mercy and grace, covered by what seemed like an extra hedge of protection from others and the principalities of this evil world, and beyond.

When I look back, I see all that I avoided and escaped because of the wisdom and discernment granted upon me from the Lord. The comfort and peace I experienced in the midst of trials that made people of the world marvel at me in disappointment and wonder.

Enemies or adversaries that attempted to destroy me were defeated.

Even so-called believers who professed to be Christians The Lord had warned and protected me against, wholeheartedly coming to my rescue to head me out into safety.

God is definitely my refuge and strength, an essential help in times of trouble as well as in times of order.

An Answer From The Lord: My Morning Start

Early this morning, I had a delicious bowl of hot steel cut oats. I mixed and stirred in along some extra thick rolled oats to my liking. Later on, I ate two bananas, five tangerines, and some crackers.

My day started off lovely, God soothed a sudden concern that once occupied my thoughts just to come back again.

I reached out to someone in the Christian faith as I always search out God for serious inquiry. “Seek and you will find”, says the Lord. And, surely God did answer me.

He did so rather quickly too.

We all know God intercedes within his own time but he also comes at anytime, especially when our hearts are gravely troubled. The Lord is very kind and gracious, so compassionate within his response.

I was put into contact with a nice and well-informed pastor who exchanged words of truth and clarity to me during our pleasant discussion this morning when he returned my phone call.

God spoke through him as he understood my question and reasoning. The pastor explained and expressed all the correct words even though he was not sure he did. I confirmed to him that he was on point and helpful in regard to giving me excellent counsel.

A great weight was lifted from me as a result afterward. It is wonderful when brothers and sisters in Christ uplift, inspire, support and assure one another on our path.

The Pastor At The Church I Attended A Few Times

Last night, the pastor of the church I attended since September came into my mind. I thought about the settling that remained within my spirit after heeding the warning about him.

I still felt that stillness. It wasn’t until I watched two of his latest sermons online that my spirit became rattled once again.

Just by watching and listening to him those feelings came back. Those enlightening inclinations about him. Those same vibes of caution, but now even stronger.

The words he preached even gave details and glimpses into the true reveal of his disposition.

I think confronting him on the issue that I had with him brought out the truth of his conscious as he admitted his guilt on a few things in front of the congregation.

I noticed it because I knew what was partly behind his address.

He confessed how he struggled with being completely honest within his forthcomings with people, and how he needed to work on specific things within his nature and character. From his own mouth he acknowledged that he was resentful at times and had anger, hurt, and disappointment when his flaws were honestly pointed out.

This was only half of the story to my full discernment. One of my strongest gifts from the Lord is sensing things about people in areas that others cannot sense or pick up right away.

I am not at all being judgmental on this man. Nonetheless, God will make known unto us what he wants us to pay attention to and be secured against.

The Lord is just reminding and reaffirming to me that just because someone is a leader within the church does not mean they are perfect or the ultimate example of a fully mature Christian. Many battle inwardly as they too are only human.

Some are more troubled or incorrect than others. Either way, I know this pastor is someone for me to stay away from. The statements from my inner voice of spirited repeated again from the recent past, “He cannot be trusted, he is trouble, stay away from him”.

The message pierced right threw, giving me a bad feeling, a feeling I have received within the past when I was being supernaturally informed through intuition and gut feelings to beware of someone, a condition, or situation.

I am thankful to God for his divine guidance and instruction, even if or when others in particular are unable to decipher. The Lord interacts with us all differently as we are all unique in design.

I had planned to eventually visit the church again on a regular basis when able, however, after last night, I don’t see that happening.

It is not at all that I am letting the pastor’s negativity keep me away from Sunday worship because I was going to go regardless beforehand. I never let other people’s insecurity, hang up, pretense, or ignorance deter me.

However, some elements play a larger role in the events that take place and I will move on to another church the Lord will lead me to when the time is right.

Things enter our lives not always to take place as a permanent residence, but as a stepping stone to another more prominent built or structured abode.

Purity Of Spirit

All of us are different we all have our own needs, preferences, and desires. I have never been into sex and do not have any lustful urges or attraction for men or women.

I am not and never have been a lesbian nor have I ever been in a heterosexual love relationship. I just do not have any of those type of feelings, and pleasantly so.

Yes, God created sexual intercourse and intimacy between a man and a woman and there is nothing wrong with these emotions being expressed in its proper context as the Lord intended.

However, there is no commandment or sin in not wanting to engage within a romantic relationship.

I never had a need or yearning for a boyfriend or a marriage partner.

I did not care what direction the world was headed into because I was never a follower of the popular culture.

I was not afraid to stand out even if I was misunderstood, ridiculed, mocked, or targeted from being considered unusual.

I was more concerned with the peace and purity within spirit. I am not defined by what I do and do not do with my body, but I am identified by the spirit within me that inspires what I do and do not do with the temple that I live in.

My circumstance feels completely natural and suitable to the individual that I am.

The spirit has brought to me a peace, comfort, and joy unlike no other.

There are undoubtedly times that are hard, life is not easy. Even though, God is there, he permeates through the negativity to rejuvenate the positivity.

Let that power shine, and rest abundantly in the light that sustains.

The Body Is A Temple: Body, Mind And Spirit

The sun was out today. I had a delicious bowl of raisin bran cereal, three bananas, five tangerines, and a full cup of refreshing cold soymilk for breakfast.

From the time I was a preteen I was dedicated to eating right. It became a way of life that only enhanced and grew even stronger as I became an adult.

It feels good to maintain a balanced diet within accordance to my own bodily constitution, and to take well care of my health as best I can. It is just a natural part of who I am.

Everything starts with the mind and how we view the world and the situations around us. I was predisposed to be led by spirit, an essence that took me to my inner being to manifest a more enriching path of life.

How we treat our bodies can affect us spiritually, as well as physically and mentally. There is a purposeful intertwine. A healthy spirit will not tolerate any impurities of any kind. It is a thrive that is meant to survive properly. Suitable to the force where the drive is inherited.

We are not to abuse the temples that we live in with harsh drugs/chemicals or anything else unethical and inappropriate.

I do not know what I am going to have for dinner. I have not decided yet. My taste buds will let me know later.

At Home: Nice Quiet Dinner, Peaceful Rest

It was cloudy and damp when I first went out yesterday. Then eventually, it began to rain later on though the temperature was kind of nice, it wasn’t cold, felt almost like spring from the layers of clothing I had on-even with snow still occupying the ground from the last snowfall we had.

When I arrived home, I put away my groceries from the shopping I had did and prepared me something to eat.

First, I made my aunt tuna fish. It was a request she made along with some crackers. She had spotted the items the moment she noticed them stacked up inside the bag. I had asked her to help me carry up some of the groceries once I made it home.

Afterward, I ate a delicious plate of onion rings. I had not eaten anything all day.

It continued to rain on through the late night into the wee hours of the morning and I slept calmly to the sounds of the drops hitting against my window pane.

At Peace: A Good Decision

Ever since I ceased from one-on-one discipleship/bible study with the pastor where I attended church I feel relieved and at peace.

I will still visit the church, but I do not intend to spend individual sessions of discussion with him ever again.

There are certain people who do not have the faculty to decipher the specific elements of spiritual essence and endowment. It goes over their head, beyond their ability to grasp, especially if they have not experienced a particular matter.

The Holy Spirit will continue to guide, advise, warn, and keep us safe, and others who are within the church who may be a snag or problem to us are no exception from being alerted or protected against.

A Very Best Friend

I had always considered my mother and my deceased dog “Brandie” of seventeen years to have been two of my very best friends here on the entire planet.

There is another friend I have come to know as a best friend. One who sticks closer to me than any other ever could or would. I had known him for years, ever since I was a child, but did not know or realize the depth of the relationship that had developed between us.

While I had often misinterpreted and misunderstand this individual and his character he ultimately interpreted and understood me, and was always very patient and compassionate toward me when I did not even recognize it.

This individual gave me my space to discover, learn and to grow through each of my circumstances and situations. Though he gave me room to figure out things, he was always near within reach, never to leave me out from his presence.

Now that my eyes are open to see clearer, my mind is receptive to the fact that the friend I once thought of as indifferent outside of me, was actually the constant companion who lived ever so benevolently inside of me.

This friend’s name is Jesus and he literally lives inside of me and he is not going away because he promised not to. And, this friend of mine, unlike others, does not tell any lies. So, if he makes any type of statement, I can definitely rely on whatever claim is made by him.

Jesus is a very good friend of mine who loves me more than my mother or dog, or anyone else is capable of loving and caring for me, and that is phenomenal.

He is there for me at any moment of the day when I need or want to talk. There is never a time when he is unavailable or not in the mood to hear or listen to my voice and concerns.

He carries me when I am unable to walk and he holds me up when feel like I am going to fall. He knows me better than I know myself and he knows where to lead me when I don’t know where to go.

I can depend on him and I do.

I surrender to Jesus because I want him to lead me and guide me through life. As a true friend who has the extraordinary heart of a parent and beloved pet who both love unconditionally, I know that I can entrust my entire being into his supervision and care.

Oh, what a wonderful friend that I have in my Lord Jesus, one who is genuine and true. A very best friend to the end-which in return will be my true new beginning.

Heavy Workloads: Duties And Commute

Within the current field I work in there included quite a few roads of both convenient, and inconvenient, local and minor distant travel.

For seven years straight I have been a healthcare professional. Before then, and during my present area of employment I have also had multiple occupations within retail.

I have worked two jobs at a time holding a daytime position at one establishment and an overnight position at another.

I have traveled every day from my hometown of Queens, New York through New Jersey to upstate New York in Rockland County.

I have traveled every day or night to Manhattan and Westchester County.

I have worked Queens, Manhattan, Brooklyn, and Long Island. I have been to numerous locations all around the city. I have been almost everywhere.

I learned to travel at an early age. My mother use to take me along with her to places all the time. I watched and learned from then. When I branched out on my own during my teens, I already knew how to go from here to there and I had a natural sense of direction as so did my mother.

What I like and have liked about most of my jobs is that I had the fortunate advantage to work independently under my supervisors. There have been assignments that included teamwork and that is great too, especially when co-workers are responsible, capable and behave professionally. However, co-workers are not always dependable, sufficient or cooperative.

I had lead roles where I worked alone and took on and mastered different tasks and functions. I totally enjoyed all of my responsibilities, they were more like fun to me than mere work, and I excelled within all of them. I was like the “energizer bunny“! I just kept going and going.

I had problems and incidents with jealous coworkers yet the incidents did not deter me or interfere with my obligations. I was unbothered and paid their shenanigans no attention. I, of course, stood up for myself and even reported some of them when necessary. I was not afraid of anyone at any of my workplaces.

When I look back, I see how much I rip and ran throughout the years, not only for heading out to work but to taking care of personal business as well. Yes, I maintained a busy pace.

I once took my mother with me on one of the Coach USA buses, I used to catch either on the George Washington bridge or at the Port Authority bus terminal, depending on how I felt like going on any particular day, to pick up my paycheck from Palisades, New York when I worked on a special unit at a facility caring for Alzheimer and Dementia clients.

I thought it would be nice for her to get out and see a different scenery. She very well enjoyed the visit but conveyed to me when she partook in the commute from our bus-ride in queens to two train rides, a long walk underground in the train station through a long tunnel to then catch the thirty-minute bus-ride to our destination, “I would not do this every day”.

I could not blame her at all for her comment. I myself do not even understand how I did it or all of the other things I had done, and was capable of doing them without slacking off. Also, to mention, I was always very punctual, getting to my jobs ahead of time even!

I Will Always Be Her Baby: Protective Parent

I think it was in 2019 when my mother accompanied me to Brooklyn to take care of some business.

I have worked in Brooklyn, New York a few times and an agency I once worked for was headquartered down there.

Before that particular time period, I had traveled to Brooklyn when I occasionally had to during my early adulthood, and so on.

Brooklyn is not the best area but it is not the worst either, however, I prefer not to go there if I do not have to.

So anyway, in 2019 when I had to go handle an affair my mother would not let me go alone. I was forty-four years old at the time but this woman refused to let me head down to this area by myself. My heart was greatly warmed.

Of, course, my mother knew the certain routes of Brooklyn and other places. She was a busy traveler in her days too.

No matter how old we get we will always receive the solicitous regard of our thoughtful and concerned parents.

Even while out running an errand in our neighborhood I would get phone calls from my mom checking to see if I was alright or what was taking me so long to return home.

It is all so cute and endearing.

Messages From The Lord: Childhood Memories

When I was around nine years of age, I remember a piercing dream that I had at the time. I was an extremely sensitive (very intuitive/spiritually inclined) child back then, keenly intelligent and highly aware. I was in-tuned to my surroundings whether physical or spiritual.

This was no ordinary dream; within the vision my mother had passed away and I was at her gravesite burial. The idea of my mother dying or being dead at that early time in my life was both heartbreaking and earth-shattering. Yes, quite traumatic and momentous. I could not have imagined life without her. It would have destroyed me so young because I loved her tremendously and we had a special bond.

In the morning, when I awoke from the dream, the emotional residue from what I had encountered lingered with me a bit. Soon I realized that my mother was not actually going to die, however, I was being divinely guided with discipline. God was using a devastating example to teach me a very valuable lesson.

The training behind the reprimand was to have more appreciation for my mother. The Lord’s act was warranted, and even at that age of nine it was appropriate and I understood. There were times when I was not being considerate and showing an unjustifiable attitude toward my mom due to whatever was going on within me.

I told my mother about the dream afterwards because I shared everything with her. She agreed with me about the message I received. I took the instruction from God appreciatively as I appreciated the warning and I indeed appreciated my mom all the more.

The Lord’s correction was done purely out his righteousness, and for his abundant love and compassion for my mother. I am so grateful that he also loved me enough to discipline me and show me where I was wrong. God used a significant tactic, the projection of how precious it was to respect and to value the presence of my mother in my life.

My mother had informed to me later in life that she prayed to the Lord when I was a baby to allow her to live long enough to see me able to become an adult, able to take care of myself. She didn’t ever want me to be mistreated or without the necessities of survival just like any exceptional mother who would lay down their life for their child would not.

God generously granted my mother her request and gave us very long years together. She was able to see me fend for myself, and her too, within the process. I am thankful to the Lord for giving me enough wonderful time with such a dear and loving mother. There are so many in life who didn’t get the chance or opportunity to grow up with a parent due to losing them early on in life.

My heart goes out to all who have experienced this unfortunate circumstance in life. It is important to treasure what matters most within our lives and live each day within recognition of each blessing.

Love Letter To Mom

My mother was a major influence in my world she made a huge impact on my life. Where would I be without the love, attention, and teaching that she gave to me?

Her and I were both smart academically, talented and gifted spiritually, able to learn on our own, to be self-taught without anyone having to train or to inform to us the certain significant matters of life and society. The Lord created us the perfect match for one another.

God played a solid role within my mother’s growth and maintenance. She told me he did a lot for her.

My mother went through a lot from an early age. I wonder how she came through so sufficiently to then endure further hardships with family and other jealous and troubled folk all the while continuing to be a phenomenal mother to me.

Aside from I recognizing God himself proving to be extremely faithful in most of our life circumstances, my mother is the reason I am able to put my hope and trust within the Lord.

Thank you, mommy, for teaching me to pray as a little girl. Thank you, mommy, for all those years of being there for me, always believing in me, always encouraging me. Thank you for being someone I could deeply and genuinely admire, look up to, respect and love ultimately.

Your sense of humor was out of this world, we both cracked each other up. You were funny without trying to be, you had that natural knack for inciting laughter. I get my gaiety from you.

I loved the fondness and ear that we had for different types of music and all of the moments we enjoyed together listening and jamming to the beats. The gospel music you used to play for years was also very inspiring and still motivates me to this very day.

I am so honored and glad that I was born to you, I could not have asked for a better parent. You deserve all the best reward for everything that you have done for me and other undeserving people, and for all that you had to go through in this crazy, twisted world we call a society.

I love you so much, the love you gave to me was untouchable. No one but God can surpass it. Your love highly contributed to my strength, self-worth, and security. You kept me full, never lacking or needing anything other than the nurturing I was supplied with.

I am a survivor, a complete woman due to the fierce and selfless woman in you. Mom, you sacrificed yourself as a true mother does always putting me first.

You were never last to me. You are my number one. The best woman I ever knew. You are my best friend, you and Brandie! Forever, and ever, and ever.

I love you.

A Client Update

I heard from the man who I wrote about in the post “A Client Of Mine“. The last time I’d seen him was some time during last November 2019.

When I spoke to him about a month ago he told me that he hadn’t expected to hear from me.

I still had his cellphone number stored in my contacts.

In all honesty, I hadn’t ever planned on calling him but something inspired me to do so.

He told me that since December of last year he’d been all over the place shipped from here to there, and that now he was temporarily staying at a rehab center awaiting to be put into an assistant living facility.

He had a few health concerns but otherwise he was feeling good and doing fine, especially because he was finally away from his miserable wife.

She eventually came to live back at their apartment-the apartment that originally belonged to him.

He told me that he was glad to have heard from me and to keep in touch.

Sunday Morning Milkshakes/Sunday Afternoon Popcorn/Sunday Evening Fun: Quality Time At Home

My favorite days within and around my work day or night schedules have always been payday and my days off. Those days to enjoy the rewards of labor, and to relax in comfort.

I love having my space and reveling within my natural confidence and independence.

I am a loner who is never lonely.

As I love to be alone I don’t need, or desire, the constant company of others.

I love my food and living the very healthy lifestyle I’ve lived since my early youth. I love my entertainment and individual recreational preferences.

Yesterday I made two delicious vegan vanilla milkshakes and popped yummy🍿white popcorn kernels.

I watched an old episode of “The Virginian”, one of my old favorite classic television shows.

I then watched a good suspense flick.

Later on within the evening, around eight o’clock p.m., I was all set to watch my Sunday night noirs.

I started off with a black and white film titled “Please Murder Me”, a 1956 movie which starred Angela Lansbury and Raymond Burr, the film was great.

I tried my hardest to stay up to view the following noirs, however, as I laid propped so comfortably upon a pillow I fell fast asleep into the clutches of a much needed long rest.

A Client Of Mine

A client of mine who I’ve worked with for the last past three months is having a really hard time right now as he is miserable, depressed, and feeling that his life has significantly fallen apart.

He’s a Jewish man who lives on the upper west side in Manhattan, New York.

He is a retired lawyer whose second wife ruined the income that he’d worked a lifetime for through her gold-digging, envious, and bitter ways.

I asked him why he had gotten together and married her within the first place. He acknowledged to me that she had pushed herself on him, and while he at the time thought with the “head” between his legs instead of the “head” of his brain, he’d made a drastic mistake that could not be reversed.

He also said he thought his second wife might eventually become different within her personality through out their courtship together. And that he’d hand out money to her to keep things harmonious between them when he realized she wasn’t going to change.

My client did admit to me that he’d not always been a good husband toward her, and that he’d put her through some harsh times.

Of course, there is much more to the story.

It’s sad for him to be in this situation at such the old age of his late eighties.

He married this woman who is in her early eighties, which this is also her second marriage, twenty years ago and they both are unhappy with one another.

I’ve heard both her side of the story, and his. She told me this relationship is her second “bad marriage”.

She also told me and whoever else would listen that she use to date the original owner of Whole Foods Corporation before he made it big but that she didn’t like the suspenders he use to wear as part of his apparel decades ago.

“Aren’t I stupid?” She said to me. “I could have been Mrs. Whole Foods”.

She recently moved out and he covers all of her expenses due to a court appointed financial agreement assigned between the two far before this recent circumstance of her departure arose.

The only income she has is a small social security check. He has been her primary financial rock, and as he told me, “She thinks I’m rich”.

He already left one to three million to her in stocks and bonds. The rest he left for his one and only son, yet she wanted those funds also. “He has too much in his life already”, she told him, speaking of his son. “I’m entitled because I’m your wife”.

My client asked me my opinion. I told him that his son should come first because that is his beloved child and nothing is ever too much for him if he feels he deserves it.

My client told me that he totally agreed with my words, and that he just needed some encouragement, and that he was glad that I shared the same viewpoint in which he also did in regard to the situation.

In general, I don’t understand how anyone could or would let someone take or manipulate them into giving them the money that they’ve worked so earnestly for, or in which they were entitled to, through whatever means.

I especially don’t understand one being so weak or susceptible through any mechanism exercised by the opposite sex whether it be through lust, attraction, and/or emotion, or head games.

Mr Monroe: The Early 1980’s

It would be during the summer months of nice and beautiful sunny weather, early in the morning, when an elder neighbor who lived four doors down from me toward the corner house, would call me over to his home to share the finest quality chocolate candy with me.

I’d walk my seven, eight, or nine year old body over inside of his gate to sit on the stoop across from him and we’d both eat a delicious chunk of thick chocolate bars that he’d generously offer to me from time to time.

I was the only child on our block who he would do this with, and the occurrence was always totally innocent.

He fortunately wasn’t a dirty old man.

He never spoke or tried anything out of the way with me. He never invited me inside of his home we’d just hang outside for a few minutes to eat chocolate and talk.

Then, I’d be on my way to play.

He was just a nice old man who viewed me as a good little girl and I thought his gestures were altogether very kind.

Each time he’d call me over to share candy I’d go back and tell my mom later on within the day.

She thought the gestures were nice and cute too.

His name was Mr Monroe and it was in the early eighties when growing up as a child was better and more exciting compared to growing up now within this day and age.

The Grapevine

I am a straight up type of person as I speak the truth, whatever I have to say about a person I’ll tell them to their face, I have been known for my blunt and bold approach.

Nobody messes with me!

I never cared or worried about rumors and reputation my distinct character always stood out and spoke for itself.

Of course, individuals perceive and misconceive notions about others, in general, however, no one is defined by another person’s conjectures or lies.

People lie and talk about other people everyday.

People have constantly told lies on me all through out my life, gossip is a hot topic for those who are jealous, bitter, miserable, and who have no true fulfillment radiating within their life.

Most people who talk to such an extent don’t know what they are talking about.

Other people’s bullshit is usually a reflection of their own insecurities, tendencies, and susceptibilities. The instances have absolutely nothing to do with the other person on the receiving end.

The grapevine is a long line of history and travel in which goes back and forth to nowhere again, circulated stories of unproven reports, doubtful truths, and uncertain events.

I’d never lose any sleep or laughter over the stupidity of others, I’m far too intelligent and productive for that.

Black Magic/Voodoo/Witchcraft And The Spiritually Inclined

People came at me with black magic/voodoo/witchcraft when I was just seven to eight years of age.

One would have to be severely malicious to go after an innocent child.

However, I wasn’t any ordinary child, born with extrasensory perception, an advanced intellect, and an extremely strong will and spirit, I was a triple threat among morbidly twisted individuals.

My mother was in her twenties at the time as we were both targeted for being who we were, for our capacities, and for what we was able to do and to achieve.

We had also come from a very good loving family that others wanted to destroy so they had gotten to the few relatives who measured within their low-grade category.

These adversaries didn’t know or weren’t aware about the other upstanding and exceptional members of my family who lived and resided within numerous boroughs and within distant locations.

My additional relatives were top notch people and there were a vast maternal clan of them. I can attest and give account to their significant existence.

I am a proud descendant of my wonderful family tree.

We all have a few tattered branches, and withered leaves, that break off and that fall to the side for the wind to blow away from time to time. It’s just an unfortunate fact of life.

Sometimes the environment removes the toxic parts of an element in order to not taint or to contaminate the whole entire aspect. Nature has a way of keeping an atmosphere healthy and productive.

As a spiritually inclined individual who was highly sensitive within intuitive faculty, I was able to feel what was going on around me without being mentally or emotionally affected by the situation.

Black magic/voodoo/witchcraft never had any serious effect on my mind.

When adversaries realize the technique of “weakening the senses” is not conquering their target, they resort to a paranormal strategy to work on the emotions.

Anyone with heavy empathic ability “feels” to the core.

So if black magic/voodoo/witchcraft is used to deceive and to manipulate one through unnatural sensation to influence one’s thought process the instance may, or will, inevitably be felt.

Yet, the occurrence itself, is definitely not the same incident as actual domination, and it does not mean the black magic/voodoo/witchcraft is working on the individual target.

As highly spiritually inclined people, we get messages through the feelings that we intensely feel, and when someone directs negativity toward us we can pick up on the energy, and we are able to discern the circumstance without necessarily coming under the influence of the condition.

Black magic/voodoo/witchcraft has the ability to operate around us without maneuvering within our surrounding area, or personal space, especially when we have protection, a strong spirit, and a robust energy.

In specific cases, black magic/voodoo/witchcraft directed toward us spiritually inclined people will automatically backfire, depending on who we are, the intent, and the advantage celestially framing one.

Instead of us being compelled by what we are not receptive to our innate state of repulsion at the experience counteracts to paranormally repel all of the negativity.

The True Gender Of A Distinguished Female

Ignorant and insecure men will accuse a female of trying to be like a man when she does not display the stereotypical characteristics of the women they and society have become fondly accustomed to.

In actuality, I by birth have never been the average type of female or the stereotypical version.

Who said, and where does it come from, that women who seem to think like men, or who are not emotional, or who have sex with no emotional attachment are trying to be like men?

Where did it come from that these traits or behaviors are strictly men related? I was born this way, have always been this way, and know other females who are this way.

Only twisted people reflect in this manner.

No matter what gender anyone is they have the right to be and to express who they are without bias, criticism, and backlash from egotistical and inadequate other people.

I was born a female, and I am proud to be a girl, a lady and a woman.

I was not meant to be with a man it is not within my nature to be attracted to, to love, to desire, or to copulate with any male out of pleasure, or out of affection. And I am not a lesbian.

There are certain men who also feel this way about and toward women, and that is perfectly fine.

I’m not talking about hatred of any kind I’m talking about natural inborn tendency.

I am asexual.

I am whole and complete as an individual, confident and secure, uninhibited and unabashed.

I, of course, don’t represent all females as we come in all variety, inherent nature, and preference.

However, I epitomize what a genuine female is as I am a real girl, lady, and woman.

A female is not defined by a standard that is believed to be or a standard of what one should be. A female is defined by the strength and the depth of her true mind and spirit.

The Purpose Of The Caul

The Purpose Of The Caul, By Miss LaToya Lawrence

A lot of people don’t really know or understand what it actually means to be born with a caul.

One cannot learn through the internet, books, or word of mouth the depths of preternatural capacity and experience, people chiefly speculate, imagine, or merely rationalize within the lengths in which their minds will allow them to decipher.

Sure, we can share our stories and accounts, yet only individuals birthed under these special circumstances have true insight and understanding into the mysteries of our nature.

Anyone who doubts a person of the caul’s words of truth in regard to the instances of happenings that have, or that is able to take place, is either very naive or lacking in knowledge to the spiritual aspects surrounding our very existence.

Some of us can’t even explain why supernatural encounters occur to the extent that they do when effecting us within certain situations.

Nevertheless, the events teach us the extra layers to ourselves, and how our particular individual gifts work, and operate.

As we learn, we become more familiar and aware within life as well as within ourselves, because our propensities are who we are, inclination is our dominant feature, and within our attributed paranormal inherits, the condition addresses our whole entire state of being emphatically.

As a child, or adult of the caul, we tend to be very intellectually advanced individuals who often like, or who often prefer, to keep to themselves.

We keenly sense what is going on with other people and incidents as we connect to energy and to the vibes interacting within life force and within the ethereal sphere of the universe.

We are more connected to spirit than we are to the earth we physically live on. Our bodies reside here for a destined period of time, though, our hearts and minds abide and reflect the spiritual plane in which our souls originally manifested from.

One born of the caul usually gains wisdom and knowledge through the innate abilities incorporated to them by birth.

We are fed specific information through the energy we receive and pick up as we absorb vibration instantly, we process within mental faculty as well, and use both in conjunction to extrasensory radar such as precognition, clairvoyance, psychometry, and telepathy.

We are intuitively sensitive to a high degree, often engulfed, bombarded, or overwhelmed by the life concerning sensations that are instinctively interpreted and involuntarily felt.

We are a highlighted sample of creation in an example to the transcendental power that is within creation.

The meaning and purpose of one born of the caul is distinctive, pertaining to their own celestial path, preordained by genuine divine essence.

Brown Skin: I Was Never A Colorstruck Type Of Person

I was never fazed about yellow skin or light colored eyes like many in the black community were.

It went on within the Hispanic community too, how they favored the fairer skin in comparison to the bronze.

It made no sense to me.

I don’t have a light complexion, or a dark complexion, I am a very nice shade of medium brown.

I have always been comfortable in my own brown skin since childhood and never understood the conflict and color problem among other African American individuals.

I never defined a person’s attractiveness or self worth based on a skin tone.

It is not color that denotes physical beauty it is the structure and design of facial features in which appeal to the eye, and the inner beauty of a person’s soul and character, that appeal to the heart and to the mind of those with genuine depth.

Most importantly, and above all, one should be pleased and satisfied with one’s own self and appearance, regardless of anyone else’s opinion, or train of thought.

Self confidence comes with self love, and self approval comes with self acceptance.

The true beauty and richness in color are the shades authentically painted from a brush stroked by the hands of someone who truly loves and believes in them self even if or when nobody else does.

Make-up and types of cosmetics was another thing I never understood and something I never desired to wear.

I believe in being totally natural I could never imagine covering myself up with unnatural coloring that brings out another form of negative shade toward one’s self image.

I know some wear make-up as an enhancement because they feel they look good, though to some, It promotes the idea of not looking good enough.

When one is secure there is no need to hide behind a cover, you’d want to show off your true color.

All shades come in beautiful packages.

Paper Dolls

I have a lot of fond memories of my childhood growing up, and playing with my Barbies, and Paper Dolls, was high on the list.

I could not have imagined life without Barbie, and all the fun that came with playing in the world I created for her through my elaborate ideas.

I had plenty of Barbie accessories to indulge in during my inspired activities, and many hours spent enjoying the sport of bringing invention into origination.

The Paper Dolls were equally intriguing, holding a firm grasp onto my studious attention, while stimulating my broad streak of talent and vision.

Our childhood fun was more than just preoccupied enjoyment it was educational as well as recreational to the ever advanced and developing mind, no matter what kind of toy or item we had engagement within.

It was’t necessarily an object soley itself to encourage, but the fostering of our own faculty in which brought out the depth within our ability to analyze and to determine.

I had Barbie/Mattel brand Paper Dolls as well as some really cute other brands that shared a similarity to the likeness of Barbie.

The fancy cut outs would come with sectional and stylishly designed cardboard sets that came in the form of soda shops, bedrooms, ice cream parlors, and other lifestyle scenery to highlight, and to promote a realistic appeal that further stimulated the imagination.

Paper Dolls we’re also a great motivator for young children who we’re inspired to become fashion designers, or architects who sketched and drawed out outlines, and masterminded construction plans.

Insecure People

It all starts within the home.

I had and was given so much love and attention at home that I never sort out to find love elsewhere.

Love made me confident, love made me strong, love made me secure, and no one can take away what was instilled in me from the beginning.

I have a very high self esteem and I am very sure of myself I have never desired, needed, or looked for social acceptance or validation from anyone.

I don’t understand people who do.

I don’t like people who reflect their own insecurities and negativities onto me, and onto others who exude a genuine and a positive self image, and attitude.

Those whose self esteem is so low that they interpret self assurance and strong sense of self as being full of oneself is all too self-telling.

It seems that some who are unable to reach a secure level of self worth and self value within themselves are more apt or prone to devalue the value in which others actually have for themselves.

Insecure individuals who self doubt, have doubt within others, only because they don’t believe the possibilities in others, that are impossible for them.

I Worked At The Home Of Gwyneth Paltrow’s Relative Once

In between retail jobs, I’ve worked as a care manager as well as a companion to many wealthy people through very reputable private agencies, for years.

I’ve come across many fascinating people/clients and individuals who were on my level of knowledge, and high energetic vibration.

I’ve also come across working within the most gorgeous and beautiful homes, and establishments with the most welcoming and hospitable reception, generously offered unto me by those who I professionally serviced.

There are a lot of good people in the world and one’s that I connected to, and flourished around.

I’ve met and been within the households of famous people, too.

One lady client of mine was a retired judge who’s husband was the first cousin to Gwyneth Paltrow’s father.

I saw the actresses younger pictures on the shelves of the home, and I had inquired to the care manager who worked the twelve hour day shift if that was Gwen in the photos, her facial features were quite distinctive and obvious to me even though her hair was in it’s natural uncolored state.

This particular overnight case in which I had undertook involved using a special lock, key, and code in order to enter into the premises.

I had to travel far out into the island three or four days a week but I enjoyed the environment and the delightful experience of my versatile job.

This retired judge had an extravagant view of the ocean from the glass doors and windows of a comfortable lounging room, and across from the oceans were more luxurious homes.

I use to watch the sunset come up and watch the pretty white swans float back and forth in the early morning of the day. It was so nice to see and to take in, all of the beauty and the serenity.

I, of course, made a recording of the entire scene with my smartphone at the time to show and to share with my mother when I returned back home.

Crocheting And Crafting: Some Of My Favorite Pastimes

I was nine or ten years of age when my great-grandmother first taught me how to crochet. At the time, I didn’t have the patience to learn to knit.

My great-grandmother use to design clothes for my mother’s dolls when she was a youngster, and when I was a baby, my mother knitted and crocheted beautiful blankets to adorn me in.

My mother also made lovely patterns and clothing with her sewing machine from the age of fifteen on up.

As a person with innovative ideas I was always extremely creative, having a natural flair to invent and to express.

I’ve indulged in an array of arts and crafts which I took great pleasure within and that occupied my time.

I enjoyed cross stitch, lanyard, and painting. I even constructed my own plaque at a workshop when I was fourteen years of age.

I sawed off a large piece of wood, sanded the surface to smooth out the texture, I then engraved words onto the wood, and polished the finishing touches out with shellac.

My mother kept the plaque hung upon her bedroom wall for years.

Talent and skill is big in my family, especially among some of us in particular. I know it is in my blood, as well as within my heart and soul to produce.

After all, I come from a maternal family of business owners who self made and who self asserted themselves.

I am an entrepreneur deep inside.

The little girl who caught on instantly to the fun and styles that attract the attention, and the vast interest within those who love to form and to design through the various and colorful materials of yarn, is the woman today who still likes to crochet until her finger burns, and gets tired from looping.

I love all the different type of hooked needles, combining the different type variety of threads, the different type of stitches, and the elaborate fashions of tedious yet challenging sets of needlework.

Baby On Her Feet

After my mother gave birth to me she didn’t want to have anymore children, and I’m glad to be an only child.

My mother invested a lot of time and energy into caring for me and raising me, and she did a spectacular job.

I can’t believe all of the effort and patience my mother had, she was a natural, my mother championed parenthood.

After having gone through so much as a child herself, and taking on the certain responsibilities of her own mother by practically raising her baby sister, my mother deserved much credit.

Although she took on duties that were not her obligations my mother still had a reasonable childhood and healthy upbringing thanks to her resilient spirit and solicitous other family members.

As it is a priority for a loving parent to nurture and to protect their child, the one most important thing my mother told me that she desired when I was an infant and a toddler, was to live to see me grow up and be able to fend for myself.

My mother wanted me to reach into adulthood safely and individually established.

My mother had gotten her wish, and even better than what she hoped for under our particular set of circumstances which came to test us every now and then through the discontentment of unsavory people who envied our lifestyle, and relationship together.

I turned out good, and enduring, all the way through.

For a while, during my mid teenage years, I wondered how things within life would be once I entered into my twenties, and my experience was also even better than what I had myself expected.

My mother and I had divine intervention looking out and watching over us. We beat the obstacles negative people tried to set before us.

I have a beautiful wish for my mother that I’d like her and I to both live to see develop, and eventually happen.

Mental, Emotional, And Spiritual Breakdown

Everyone who has had a breakdown of some sort is not weak, crazy, or dangerously unstable.

A breakdown is spiritual within many instances. A Yoruba priestess even acknowledged this fact to me years ago. I know firsthand as my own mother was a victim of brujeria in the early 1980’s.

I was even targeted. My aunt tried to flip me out when I was eighteen years of age by putting the hallucinogenic drug mescaline into a hot pot of black eyed peas that I had cooking over the stove.

People often use recreational “trip” drugs to increase the chance or enhance the effect of mental and chemical alterations of the brain while also performing the negative spiritual influences within black magic/voodoo/witchcraft.

My aunt went a step further in her malicious attempt by also putting tainted hiv fluids inside my food. Anyone educated would know the disease would not survive within the air and within a pot of scalding hot water.

Nevertheless, I didn’t lose my head or have a breakdown, my mind was too strong with faculty and awareness, and I didn’t, of course, become infected with aids either.

I was young, innocent, and very spiritually inclined, so divine intervention took over and protected me.

My aunt Tina (Ernestine Lawrence) has been hiv positive since the 1980’s due to intravenous drug use and promiscuous behavior from the 1970’s on up and instead of using her limited time to spend changing her life around for the better, she continued to do tons of constant dirt. She and other envious and jealous ruthless dummies, whores, drug addicts, and degenerates attacked me and other family for decades.

They’ve in addition done it to others, however, when they came after my mother and I, they messed with the wrong individuals. We are people of the light and they are people of the darkness. My ancestors and orishas were ready for them all, and the universe was recording and keeping record of every notorious deed in which was repeatedly done toward us.

Tina had poisoned food of my mother’s years ago too while neighbors were working black magic/voodoo/witchcraft against her.

My grandfather was driven to mental affliction before he was killed and found dead in the Hudson river.

My aunt Charise was drugged and raped which caused her to be afflicted with mental illness.

My grandfather, mother, younger aunt, and I were targeted for manipulative breakdowns because we were all very smart, strong, and fighters who could literally kick ass if needed be. We weren’t the type to back down or be bullied by anyone, and we were all good upstanding people.

The intent for causing mental, emotional, and spiritual breakdowns are to weaken one, to render them as incredible, and to lower their self esteem and spirit.

Certain evildoers want those of us who have knowledge in which threaten their unscrupulous ways either dead or labeled as crazy.

A “Lady” Is Not “Truly” Defined By Her Sexual History

In my opinion, sexual intercourse is a stupid act as I consider a man and his penis totally undesirable.

Nevertheless, I am a very intelligent and logical open-minded woman who knows there are a lot of females who are interested in men and sex, or who may just use men for sex whether they want to have a child or they may just want to get their kicks off.

I can still elaborate common sense to a subject in which makes no sense.

I don’t care what anyone does with their lives or with their bodies as it is of no concern to me, in spite of that fact, as a societal issue and as a woman/lady myself I am inspired to express on this subject.

I’m not at all saying that attitudes will ever change, but that I, and I am quite sure many others, absolutely do not hold these same attitudes.

Bullshit like this pisses me off so I just had to speak on it. Sexual acts and nothing else soley lowers an individual’s status simply because they are a woman? I don’t give a fuck what anyone says or thinks!

I use to hate when some people thought years ago because I didn’t indulge in sex that it meant I was “saving myself” for a husband or that it meant I was “moral”. All this bullshit way of thinking all because of how I wasn’t using my vagina.

If I was having sex what would it have meant?

My body and what I didn’t or did do with it had nothing to do with my worth or dignity as a woman as my body is not for any man or for anyone to define.

I am so proud to have been born a strong, intelligent female/woman who was not brainwashed or easily influenced and I dare anyone to define to me what womanhood means or is all about.

As I’ve mentioned a while back, my mother listens to the radio sometimes, or just about everyday in the morning, and Steve Harvey spoke on a Strawberry Letter segment that someone wrote in about in regard to a thirty-two year old woman bartender who uses her job to pick up guys in their twenties because the guys her age can’t keep up with her sexually.

It was also mentioned within the letter as to there being a double standard when it comes to the sexual prowess of men and women.

So Steve elaborated on the letter and the double standard claim, acknowledging how the double standard has been out for centuries, and that it is not going to change.

Then he brought up about how his father explained to his sister when they were younger that as a female she wouldn’t be able to do what a man does (have sex with multiple people/men) and still be considered a lady. Yet, a man that has sex with multiple woman will always be considered a man, regardless.

Of course, I’ve heard and have been aware of this type of mentality among society, however, the notion has always been one of the dumbest and most illogical things in which I’ve ever heard.

This is the reason certain ignorant and jackass men think they can ruin a woman’s reputation if they get mad at her and/or if she doesn’t want him and he gets rejected by her. It gives these men a false sense of power.

There are dumb women who fall for the nonsense also and develop a toxic mindset.

Some men just want to stop certain women from being sexually liberated due to their inability of not being able to handle or to accept the kind of women who have no true feelings or emotional attachment to them.

It is only to feed into their ridiculous egos, a lack of knowledge into the configuration of particular women, or the bias and corny so called traditional values inhabiting them and society.

All women who have sex with multiple people are not whores. It depends on the nature of the situation and the mentality of the woman.

A woman who is hooked on a penis and who needs and desires it constantly, now that is a whore, whether the woman is married or single with one man, or has been with millions of them.

A man who is promiscuous is not looked upon as anyone or anything worthwhile within my eyes. There is no difference, and to me, for men, it is much worse because it really shows a weakness on their part if they are so hung up on a vagina and need sex the way they do. It speaks volumes about a man’s mind and character, and not within a good or respectable way.

If “nature” is the pathetic excuse for why many or most men are so lustful and get aroused so easily it just goes to show and prove that they are indeed the weaker sex.

I know there are plenty of weak women out in the world but women are generally stronger than men emotionally, anyway, I knew that ever since childhood.

I grew up within a family full of strong women so I know for a fact.

1975 Cult Classic

When I first heard this past Friday that Peter Fonda died I immediately said to myself “Aw”, and I thought about how great a role he played in my favorite cult film classic Race With The Devil.

The movie came out in 1975 the year I was born.

I became aware of the movie in the early 1980’s and had always remembered the film. It was so well acted and entertaining, and till this day, in my opinion, still holds up and maintains its thrill.

There was nothing corny or phony about the movie.

I literally searched to view Race With The Devil again during my adulthood a few years ago. I didn’t stop until I found out where to get the film and I watched it twice in one night.

A relative and I enjoyed the flick to the fullest.

The entire cast did a fine job portraying the eerie characters in which they did throughout every scene and it was one of those cult movies with legitimate storyline and a haunting appeal. Hollywood doesn’t make films of this quality anymore.

I’m so glad I grew up within a time where I could appreciate such a terrific classic that I’ll continue to love and never forget.

I also enjoyed a 1966 film titled The Chase which starred Peter Fonda’s sister Jane Fonda along with Marlon Brando, Angie Dickinson, Robert Duvall, Robert Redford, and E.G. Marshall.

I love old classic flims.

Wardrobe: Dressing In Style

As a child, my mother always kept me clean and very well-dressed. I constantly had the latest clothes and footwear if it had appealed to me.

During my teenage years my mother use to offer to buy me any type of clothing that I wanted just as long as she could afford to purchase the items at a reasonable price, however, I’d usually refuse her generosity when it came to buying apparel as I wasn’t interested in fashion. I was more preoccupied with food and health. So my mom would get me the type of things I liked to eat since I was growing up strictly vegan at that specific time.

My mother sometimes would hassle with me to get extra clothes when we’d go out shopping together, but, I didn’t want them. I never went without, though, I had brand new stuff stored away for years before I eventually wore them. I wasn’t the average teenager and I never gave my mother any problems that is why she was enthusiastic to give me things. She considered me to be a good kid who never wanted anything or ever bugged her about anything.

My mother loved to dress ever since she herself was a teen and she owned a lot of extremely nice apparel. I had good taste and dressed nice too but I wasn’t into clothing the way my mom was. There was plenty of people who were struck with admiration and jealous of her clothes, and fancy style of dress, whether she wore casual or eventful gear. A few of our neighbors would either ask to borrow certain items of my mother’s wardrobe or they’d attempt to put together outfits of their own to duplicate.

It is said that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, I guess so.

Parents: Forever Thankful And Grateful

When people do right by me I always remember them and I will have their back, as I am loyal, genuine, and solid.

When people do wrong by me I always remember them and those people better watch their back, as I am trustworthy, authentic, and vile. – Miss LaToya

For a lot of us our parents are the first people we bond with when we enter into this life.

Some of us have good experiences with our folks and some of us have bad experiences with them.

Fortunately, I was exceptionally well taken care of by my mother, especially under the circumstances and burdens in which she was put through by unsavory individuals and the unnatural trials of life (Witchcraft/Black Magic).

Through out it all and no matter what occurred nothing ever prevented her from being an excellent mother to her child.

I’ll never forget how well I was taken care of and how much I was loved and respected by my very own mother as a child on up until the present and the regard goes a long way.

My mother can always count on me to be in her corner and to always look out for her and not out of obligation but out of an enormous appreciation.

Let Bygones Be Bygones? No, I Don’t Think So!

I hate when people say let bygones be bygones. Once I cut a person loose it’s for keeps. Individuals have one time to mess up with me, they don’t get a second chance.

If I dislike someone, if someone rubs me the wrong way, If I get a negative vibe about someone, or if someone does a wrongdoing towards me, that’s it. There will never be a future within any type of association.

I have always been this way. I do not forgive and I do not forget.

Forgiving someone has absolutely nothing to do with strength and not forgetting has absolutely nothing to do with not being able to move on.

I don’t know where some people get their mode of thinking from as I’ve heard people talk such reverse nonsense.

If someone helped one out a long, long time ago, and then they ended up needing a favor would it be wise to summarize that their generosity of being helpful was done a long time ago so I’ll just forget about it and not be considerate enough to return a good deed?

Hell, no.

So why should dirt done by others be forgotten about? One doesn’t have to dwell on a situation and can go on with their life without making a truce.

If one was foolish enough to actually mend ties, depending on the circumstance, they’d just be going back to the exact situation as before, only worse.

Usually it is the ones who caused the trouble to begin with who are eager to want bygones to be bygones.

I usually say bye and be gone.

Nobody is hurt by them and nobody cares about them, people who feel the way we do don’t even be thinking about these other people so obviously it is them who cannot move on.

Botanica Shop: Spells, Rituals, Spiritual Work, Spiritual Supplies

Earlier this year, I was traveling back home from running an errand, and I decided from where I was located to take a convenient bus ride that would leave me within a reasonable distance from a Botanica store that I use to frequent.

So, from there, I went and headed to my destination. I wanted to pick up a few candles.

While I waited on line to purchase my items I observed a woman who had her young son present, being helped by a staff member who worked inside of the Botanica store.

One of the women staff was aiding the customer within the specifics of a voodoo/black magic ritual.

I watched the woman hand over a few hundreds of dollars for the spell and for the materials to go along with the voodoo/black magic ritual.

The staff member behind the counter told the woman how to write her lover’s name over parchment paper, and how to put certain things inside of his sneakers/shoes, to control his attitude toward her.

From what I heard through the customer and staff member’s discussion, the woman’s boyfriend was cheating on her with another woman while also treating her with savage disrespect, and taking money from her, to support and entertain his other woman.

Why would anyone want to continue on in a relationship with someone who would behave so rudely and cruel toward them?

Then, go through the length of spending volumes of money, in which should be used for a constructive purpose, in a desperate attempt to deceptively change that person, and to manipulate both of their situations by trying out voodoo/black magic?

I could not imagine wasting any of my time or money on such an absurd circumstance. However, I’m a logical and reasonable individual.

As a genuinely spiritually inclined woman myself who was born with the gifts of extra sensory perception, and an authentic natural power of occult, I’d never use any of my faculties in such an irresponsible or irreverent way.

In doing any type of spiritual work one should operate on a rational and justifiable basis.

Their essence must include knowledge and foresight within judgment in accordance to the nature and origin of one’s own spirituality as well as to the aspects of their own state of being.

Connecting to the universe on unaligned and unbalanced grounds serves no relevance unto the purpose of significant manifestation.

When one intends to further delve into a condition with the intent to endure an intention that was not right to begin with, the outward result never ends up as what was intended.

When spiritual work is done in harmony to the tune of a melody sung within rhythm to the beat, each of our notes play to the music, creating a sound for us to energetically dance to.

When I consult my Orisha Elegba/Eleggua the lyrics consistently speak volume, and his splendid album never scratches or skips off track, the needle to the phonograph is constantly on point.

Unbreakable: A Strong Mind Cannot Be Broken

When the spirit is strong and the mind is pure no amount of insalubrity can tarnish its ravishing essence- miss latoya

When my mother, Patricia Lawrence, was twelve years of age she won the top spelling bee of her whole entire school, not of her class, the entire school.

She was awarded a gold pen in front of the school auditorium in recognition for her achievement.

When I was eight years of age the same circumstance occurred upon my life. I received a gold pen for being one of the top best readers within the entire school, not just in my classroom, but out of the whole entire school as well.

I also received a gold pen directly in front of my entire school auditorium.

I was never uncertain about myself and genuine people in my corner have constantly believed in me.

I’m proud of those in particular who are naturally incorporated with various faculty it is inspiring and wonderful. I like to see deserving people succeed.

When we’re very young a lot of us know what we’re good at and what we are capable of doing and proceed on within pursuing or accomplishing the goals in which spark our interests.

It is vital to never abandon the gifts and talents we are born with and to never allow anyone to cause any type of discouragement, or self doubt within oneself, to do so would be ludicrous.

Especially, when one knows better.

There are envious people in life who’ll come around to call us the opposite of who we are, and who will attempt to deviously persuade us to believe we don’t have the capabilities that we indeed do surely possess, all because they do not share within our beautiful spotlight and they just want to pull us all down.

They not only endeavor to cause us to question or doubt our abilities, but our character as well.

It is a head game in which only works on weak-minded individuals.

A strong-minded individual never let’s anyone steer them into a direction leading toward a false reality.

It is illogical for a strong-minded individual to listens to lies in which our truths have innately revealed, and already defined.

Our paths are open, our steps are ordered to move consistently, take the prizes granted unto us, and create a personal self fulfilled destiny and prosperity.

Continue to sail forward and be fierce!

Osteoarthritis: Physical Therapy

Through out life many of us have put a lot of wear and tear on our bodies.

I’ve been very active doing plenty of heavy lifting and bending within my personal and professional activities.

Strenuous movements if done with the proper body mechanics at the correct pace also exercise the muscles, however, performing tasks which over exert the body to cause unnecessary strain and pressure may be harmful if or when not proceeding with caution.

Accidents and injuries are often the results of minor or major aches and pains, depending on the extent of the predicament.

With most of us a little wear and tear is natural over time and we may develop osteoarthritis.

It also helps to eat and intake nutritious anti inflammatory foods, herbs, and vitamin supplements as they are very beneficial in the restoration and maintenance of specific bodily tissues and functions.

Physical therapy is also helpful, though, an appointment every once a week to get a message and penetrating rub down is not effective at all, not in my opinion, as the procedure did absolutely nothing for me in relieving my discomfort.

One would need a therapeutic treatment everyday consecutively in order to heal and improve dramatically.

Not to mention the cost of such clinical visits if one is not covered by medical insurance or has to pay out of pocket.

I refused to waste my time and medical coverage on sessions that weren’t serving any purpose.

We can purchase our own massaging and therapeutic gadgets and equipment to aid within the process of bodily repair and pamper.

For extreme symptoms of a condition one should, of course, remain under the close supervision of a medical professional in case there is need for pain medication and/or further radiology testing.

Healthcare Jobs

I’ve seen and heard a lot within life in general, however, working as a caregiver within the healthcare field one gets to see an additional variety of tragic situations.

When I went to work I did my job then left to go home. I never got attached to anyone of my clients and I never dealt with any of the coworkers.

It was just another job to me as I purely communicated on a professional level.

I didn’t take work home with me and I didn’t bring anything from home to work. Neither one had anything to do with the other.

Once I got home, the job was all forgotten about, except for anticipating pay day!

All I desired to do was to relax and enjoy the peace and contentment within my own life.

There was one thing I kept in mind from working in healthcare, though, and that was the misfortune in other people’s realities.

After encountering all of the people I have along with their families and observing the predicaments surrounding them I realized just how fortunate and lucky I really was and have been.

I’ve looked at all of the mental and physical afflictions and personal problems that plagued these people and would never want to undergo any of their conditions.

Everyone I’ve came into contact with wasn’t in a bad way. The ones who were suffered tremendously all struggling within their own ailments and life circumstances.

As one behind the scenes I got to see everything from a raw angle. I knew what really went on in some of the hospitals and assisted living facilities with corrupt staff as well as in the homes of these clients with no good family members.

A few of the clients themselves weren’t any good either and what they’ve done in life could’ve made them end up the way they are now.

On this path I’ve also met quite a few nice people along with their families who had treated me very well and who were very hospitable and generous toward me.

They made me feel so comfortable and welcomed and I had provided great care for their loved ones.

Motivational Speaker

I was told more than once by certain people that I should become and would do well as a motivational speaker.

I honestly had never gave the idea any thought.

I was also told by a few I’d do very well in psychology yet I did at one time actually give thought to my capacity and potential within the study and science of the mind and personality before anyone had mentioned the suggestion to me.

Psychology comes naturally to me as I’ve always analyzed people and situations and if I had chose that path I would have made a darn good psychologist.

I am a very open minded individual with a heightened ability to perceive, and I also logically know, and understand, there is more to behavior and ways of thinking than what is widely generalized and categorized.

I do have great communication and interpersonal skills, however, I don’t think within the fashions of average society and some take my words or expressions in the incorrect way.

I have a very strong and unique mindset in which many never understood, though, people who are on the same wavelength do relate and harmonize with me.

We all have our own differences, nevertheless, sometimes a fresh or unusual viewpoint or revelation can be interesting, inspiring, and invigorating.

Innovative Style: Spirit Mode

There are many who don’t get hired for a specific job due to their over qualifications while many are employed within jobs in which they are over qualified to be working.

Many also desire to venture out into their own establishments and conduct businesses of their very own.

Where it may seem impossible, there can be ways made in order to ultimately break through, if one is steadfast and celestially aligned within the universe.

Anyone with the proper funds are able to open up a business. The question is can they sufficiently operate and run a solid business? Do they have what it takes to prosper and to maintain?

A lot of business undertakings do not last and investments fall hard, leaving entrepreneurs within a hole.

Although no pursuit is guaranteed when vibration is within balance and in correspondence to one’s destiny circumstance no longer falls into risk the situation becomes concrete.

I know to listen to the inner voice of wisdom and spirit. When those celestial stars begin to open up, the force will inevitably instruct one to, go for it!

Envious And Jealous People

Jealousy and envy is very real and it is a very ugly emotion and thing in which causes discontentment and resentment within certain individuals towards others.

Have you ever had positive situations going for you and those in particular attempted to spoil the advantages?

It happens all of the time with many of us who are productive and who are able to flourish.

People are ready and are often on standby looking to prevent and to tarnish the prospects of opportunity as they don’t like to see others succeed and get ahead.

The most important thing to do is to always stay aware, keep up at having a genuine sense of self, purpose, and foundation.

Continue to revel within your own personal happiness, peace, and determination to proceed forward as no one can destroy one’s true inner joy, serenity, and motivation if they are strong within mind and spirit.

Psychic Eye

As a person born with authentic preternatural capacity It was never “required” for me to read tarot cards, know anyone’s date of birth, see a description of one’s physical appearance, or gather background information in order for me to accurately pick up on their circumstances or personality.

As soon as I hear a person’s voice, hear of them, or notice them I receive intuitive messages, whether these people are near, or afar.

Things will come to me about people who I don’t know, people I have never met, and people who I am not aware exist.

It is all about energy and connection to the universe.

Anything deployed within addition are just tools used to enhance vibration.

Extra sensory perception is just exactly what it is, a “heightened sense of perception beyond the normal faculty of ordinary range”.

Spiritual Advisors

The reality of it all is there really aren’t too many legitimate psychics out there.

The majority of individuals advertising as spiritual advisors have absolutely no spiritual abilities at all.

Most of them are just scam artists who are unable to succeed within life as they don’t have the knowledge or skill to excel anywhere else and often come up with schemes in which to make fast or easy money.

Those very few with true psychic ability who are of upstanding character don’t waste time at trying to take advantage of anyone for money.

They are only interested in earning their funds honestly and with dignity.

Gifted people of this nature usual have multiple faculties and are preoccupied with further developing and utilizing their talents and skills to produce and to accomplish their specific goals and carry out their celestial missions in which bring to them a personal fulfillment and the betterment of self.

Genuine people of “sight” are not led by greed or idle they are led by purity and distinction within spirit.

Soap And Water

Personal hygiene is very important.

Everyone should regularly aim to keep their bodies fresh and clean, although, not everybody acquires or desires to do so.

I love a pleasant steaming hot shower, the firm beading sprays of soothing waters are therapeutic and rejuvenating, it feels good to thoroughly wash and rinse off mental and physical tension as well as away all of the excess of oils, sweat, and dirt in which we accumulate.

It’s a mental problem to constantly hesitate to wash, considering the fact how beneficial the overall effects of a scrub, soak, and spray, have on our health and wellbeing.

Some individuals are not even cleaning themselves properly by reaching and carefully scouring their folded and private areas.

It’s necessary to get into creases where most odors get trapped into through bacteria.

It’s nothing to be embarrassed about we all will stink if we don’t continue to wash on a steady basis.

I was at one of my jobs, when I worked at Toys R Us, and I noticed one of the managers in a rush to leave out from one of the aisles as he was placing items on a shelf.

He was trying to make a quick getaway as he saw I was approaching over to the area to where he was to finish up the rest of my assignment.

By the time I made it over to the aisle he was gone, however, the strong odor of his funky armpits had stayed to linger on behind.

He didn’t want me to smell him that is why he was in such a hurry to leave out the area before I came over.

Why didn’t he just wash up before he left home for work?

Yes, some people do sweat heavily during tasking and may start to reek, but from what I had smelled by what exuded from his body he hadn’t bathed that day, I could tell.

Some people are within such a rush to get to their job that they’ll skip the process of washing in order to not show up late.

He already could smell himself, he should have known better. Some people start out with a little odor, thinking they may be able to get through the rest of the day until that funk starts to heighten, and to spread.

People have to stop the odor before it starts and control it by remaining sanitary and using a form of deodorant and/or antiperspirant.

There are some who can’t help from having a foul odor as they may unfortunately have a gland problem or defect.

Certain others bodily insides are just rotten from lack of concern for their own personal health ( how they use their constitutions and what they internally put into them) and poor self care (internal bodily neglect).

Underlying circumstances within the body can manifest itself through out ones pores, and so on.

Recognition

One doesn’t need the acknowledgement from others to acknowledge one’s self

I’ve never needed a reward or anybody’s praise to feel good about myself.

I know who I am and I know what I’m capable of doing.

If no one ever took notice of my abilities it would not have made me any less able.

There is so much more to many of us than what a lot of others can see or perceive upon the surface.

What about the other qualities or faculties in which we may possess?

What about our character, how our minds think, what we stand for, what we believe in, the very things in which define our being of substance?

Those of us who are strong and confident don’t require anyone to validate us. Our existence and state of being is proof enough of affirmation, we don’t need confirmation.

The very first award I remember to have received was at the age of seven or eight, I was presented a pen in front of my entire school auditorium for being one of the best readers among all the other students.

From then on, I’d constantly receive certificates, awards, and tokens of achievement, whether at school or on my jobs.

Of course, these exhibits of recognition are very nice and enough to make our parents and those who believe within our capacity very proud of us and of our accomplishments.

I just feel praise and awards are just words and objects in which one shouldn’t expect to depend on when it comes to self worth or self value, and going forward to attain one’s aspirations.

Self Value/Self Respect

Some people are oblivious to the calculating motives and operation of certain supervisors or person’s within the workplace, and other particular establishments.

I’ve never been anyone’s flunky, or one to kiss anybody’s ass, and I will never start to.

I’m not the type who does anything to keep a job, or the type to accept any form of abuse, or mistreatment, especially not at the cost of insulting my intelligence and dignity.

I’m too fiery and sensible of a person to be held down and to not realize the additional opportunities out there within the world just waiting for me to reach out and grab them.

All we have to do if or when such an instance occurs is to seek and we shall most definitely find a well suited venture to undertake.

Good Vibrations

Other people’s behavior never affected my accomplishments yet having positive energy around one gives a situation an extra boost.

I’ve been in workplaces occupied by good employers who treated me right and who strived to be fair.

Work environment is very important although we don’t have control over the negativity that may arise or hover over within the atmosphere of toxic people.

I don’t get involved with rancorous people or frivolous crowds.

I go to work to do my job and not to make friends. I’m civil to coworkers but I keep my distance toward those who my spirit doesn’t take to.

When I have an occupation in which suits me well, regardless of whether or not I really want to be there at the job, to me, it is more like fun than actual work itself.

When one enjoys what they do and are comfortable within their settings it can make all the difference as to how successfully they will perform.

Non Working People

To me, having a job doesn’t make a person who they are.

There are people who are employed who are not about anything and who aren’t worth anything, they may have just gotten lucky, or were more fortunate in life than certain others.

Then, there are people who are unemployed who happen to be the most valuable and reasonable people on the planet.

There are many reasons some people don’t have jobs or don’t want to work.

Their grounds are not always on listless, baseless, or negative terms either and they don’t owe anyone any explanations whatsoever.

Unless others have walked in these people’s shoes they shouldn’t be so quick to stomp all over them.

Some people don’t like to constantly be around other people. Some people may see the world within a different light than average or what is usual.

Some people want to be their own boss. Some people want to utilize their own talents within their own ways.

Some people have things going on around them in which may call for them to sort out before they make their significant turn unto their journey.

Some people are dealing with illnesses.

One never knows what’s going on in another person’s life.

I’m not saying this is the case for everyone, of course, there are unmotivated low-life bums who exist only to steal or to mooch off of other decent people.

There are also those who are unable to hold a job and those who are too incompetent to work due to a lack of skills and a lack of proficiency, however, I’m not talking about individuals within this category.

I’m talking about good or okay people who just may have had a case of bad luck, a hard or difficult life, a spiritual dilemma, a celestial arrangement, or they just may have an unconventional outlook where they view things inexplicably but they’re not bad or lazy people and they’ll get whatever they need to get together when the time is right for them.

The universe has a way of design, and, a way of working things out.

Unsupervised Supervisors/The Unfair Advantage

I don’t like it when employers/managers try to take advantage of you because they know you are a good worker.

It’s happened to me a few times.

I had a company I worked for have me fill in for another employee who was supposed to return back to her schedule at day two of me covering her shift, yet she was able to call out again, and I got left hanging for two extra days on the job.

I ended up working four extra days straight or else I would have gotten penalized due to the fact management had no one else to cover for them.

If it was me who had called out like that it would have not been acceptable.

When I tried to get out of it one of the managers told me “No”. And, her excuse was “We can’t get another associate like you and one as good as you for the particular assignment”.

So it was all about making the company look good never mind what I may have had planned on my days off.

I had just finished my own complete weekly schedule immediately prior to getting a call from a manager to fill in for what they claimed would be a two day fill in shift. I accepted to make extra money not to be conveniently “sentenced” to an assignment on account of another employee’s irresponsibility.

I eventually walked out on them I had too much self respect.

I understand when someone can be depended upon and/or does outstanding or exceptional work supervisors tend to heavily rely on them to come through and consider them to be a great representation of their establishment.

However, attempting to use someone who is an asset for one’s own recognition and advancement within the workplace at the cost of depriving the employee of their own fair treatment is highly unethical.

After all, it is the employee doing and putting in all of the work, why not show appreciation by promoting them instead of keeping them in the same position only to benefit from them or because the managers fear their employee will eventually snatch up their job.

I’ve been on jobs where the supervisors didn’t even know what they were doing, they did not have a clue about how to properly do their job or how to manage the establishment, and they had to count on other employees who were under them to show and teach them the certain procedures in which they should have already had experience within, and known, in order to have obtained the positions they were in to begin with.

Many supervisors haven’t earned their way up honestly they were given their jobs either out of favoritism, because they may have had a relative pull some strings for them, or they just knew someone just as corrupt as they were who also abusively used their position to rise up without actually deserving any of their working status.

I’ve had to phone up the corporate office on more than one of my employers at two of my workplaces within the past, and surely, the supervisors were investigated, and action was taken because I was in the right.

Things don’t always play out so well when contacting headquarters, of course, because there is also plenty of corruption within the corporate offices too.

Self Care

A lot of us are sleep deprived due to our hectic schedules and demanding occupations in which can be time consuming.

The intent and determination to support ourselves, to maintain our lifestyles, and to conduct our business, often have us less preoccupied in getting the proper rest.

We are more concerned with our personal and financial responsibilities.

Usually our main priorities are to keep a roof over our heads, to keep enough food on the table, and to adequately pay our bills.

A good night’s rest we desire and need at more times than certain others yet put that behind as we acquire to get the most important things done and out of the way before we attend to our own personal comforts.

I never let any of my obligations and goals deter me from properly taking care of myself, though.

In spite of how many hours I put in and how often I have to work to meet my needs and wants, I always make sure that I eventually eat a good meal, and that I am not overly exhausted.

We must do what we have to do in order to make an honest living and to survive, however, at the same time, we are not to run ourselves down within the process.

As I am a very spiritually inclined individual I give a lot of things to faith, without fret or worry, knowing and believing everything will carry out within alignment to what is required and to what is the most vital.

So take out quality time to spend with loved ones and take out the necessary time to care for self and to enjoy the personal rewards of all the hard work and dedication.

Ole Cup Of Joe

Just to clarify: There are people who drink their coffee every morning or maybe three or four times a week and there is absolutely nothing out of the ordinary or wrong with that.

On the other hand, there are those who rely on numerous cups of coffee at a continuous pace or rate and use the beverage as a crutch.

A lot of people are hooked on coffee.

Whereas some people like and drink the different varieties of coffee for the taste, some claim they need the beverage to help wake them up in the morning, and some claim they need the beverage to help keep them up during the late hours of the night.

Tea also contains a significant amount of caffeine which definitely will keep one alert and up all night if they drink enough of it.

Tea is also a lighter and healthier beverage to consume in comparison to coffee as there are numerous herbal teas loaded with an array of medicinal properties and nutritional benefits yet they naturally don’t contain any caffeine like regular black tea does, and that is a good thing.

Nevertheless, many are not able to function without their cups of coffee and I’ve wondered if the instance is psychological as well as part addiction for a lot of people.

I’ve never been a constant or heavy coffee drinker. I’d drink a large french vanilla cappuccino once in a while, but after the one cup, I wasn’t able to drink anymore of the beverage within the same day of each other.

My appetite and body wouldn’t allow me to ingest an excess of coffee as it would give me a stomach ache. There was a definite limit as to how much I was able to drink before it could wreak havoc within my constitution.

The one cup of cappuccino on occasion was enough to satisfy my fancy, anyhow.

Coffee was never a beverage for me to get hooked on. I’m a juice, water, and soymilk junkie.

It’s been years since I’ve drank coffee, in fact, it has been a decade, and I don’t at all miss the taste of it. I stay away from any source of caffeine as much as possible.

All of my coffees use to be decaffeinated I barely drink black iced tea for this reason. I don’t even want a little bit of it in my system but just as long as it’s not a part of my daily intake and everyday lifestyle.

I’ve done a lot of twelve hour day and night shifts as well as overnight shifts through my work schedules in the past and I have never depended on or needed any type of “pick me up” stimulant or substance to focus with or keep me going. I’ve never even considered such a thing as an option.

I radiate my own stamina and energy through a healthy well-being and determination.

Some people really let that coffee get the best of them. The coffee has them going crazy. Some go into fits if they can’t get their dose of coffee. I know, I’ve seen it first hand with quite a few susceptible individuals.

These people have to have their coffee five and six times a day, maybe even more, depending on how their day is going, if they run out of the coffee, and if they can afford to buy more at the given time.

Some of these people drink coffee like a fish in water or like it may be going out of style.

Our Gadgets

It’s mandatory in this day and age for many of us to have cellular phones and computers even when it pertains to our jobs.

Many of our employers and the various fields of work now fluently communicate with us and require the use of these apparatuses in regard to our positions and assignments through the deployment of our androids, laptops, and/or computers.

Telecommunications has come very far and is so very essential to our lives within all aspects.

We have location features and GPS to let us know where we are, to help us to find a destination, and to sufficiently get us to our routes when our gadgets are performing accurately.

We can text message in private and for a quick connection, or to alert someone, or just for the mere advantage of convenience.

We can email and fax to ensure the prompt arrival of documents or to meet important deadlines, and so on.

We can build websites to conduct our own businesses or to advance within our own interpersonal or inherent skills, and to expand within our occupations from home if we choose to venture out more independently and dynamically.

There is so much resource in the operation and benefits which serve to a better lifestyle and way of living when it is utilized in a responsible and productive fashion.

Pursuits

Fortunately the work that I do within the types of jobs that I have allow me to work independently as this is how I prefer to task.

I do very well in collaboration within a team yet I’ve always been a leader who was meant to be her own boss as I am a go getter and a take charge type of person when it comes to what motivates and challenges me.

I learn quick then master what I learn while incorporating my own innovative techniques and ideas.

We all need a space to be creative and to further evolve.

As I have exhibited the strong qualities of initiative, leadership, and management it has done quite good in landing me the certain opportunities to work and lead on my own with satisfactory results.

Vile Strength

My mother had me when she was twenty-two years old and we became very close as we bonded immediately after I was born.

We’ve been through a lot together enduring circumstances in which many would not have survived and coming out sustained within a fashion that has caused some to wonder and to be amazed.

My mother and I have battled a very long way from the negativity directed towards us by envious, jealous, and unsavory people in specific.

My mother and I both constantly held our ground and we continue to stand.

Hooray to Peace, power, love, and protection.

Single Parent Home

Ever since I was a young child I knew that if there was something that I didn’t want within my life then the situation was not going to work out.

Only the things that I preferred and under the circumstances in which I truly desired would instances turn out favorably and long lasting to my concordance.

I was never the type of female that ever hoped to one day get married and have children. I didn’t initially yearn to be a mother, when the idea later on within young adulthood came into mind to have a child it was with the intention of being a single parent, yet I eventually changed my mind about having a baby altogether and it was the right choice for me.

If I did have a child, though, it definitely would have been on my own without a man involved in the picture.

I fortunately grew up in a home without my father present and that is the way I liked it as I grew up strong, confident, independent and liberated-not implying that females that are raised in homes with their father’s can’t turn out that way-it was just an advantage that served a great purpose for me.

When I was little I never wished for or thought about having a dad around and when I saw other children that parents were married or together as a couple it was a situation that I didn’t require to be in I was very content and accustomed to my family order with me and my mom.

I wasn’t alone either there were other kids like me whose mothers raised them without a father it was normal to us. I can’t speak on how they actually felt about the matter, however, everything suited me just fine.

My mother never had any problems out of me I was a good child.

One thing I hated though was when guys were attracted to me or interested in me whether their intentions were good or bad I didn’t care, I wasn’t flattered by any of the attention I was genuinely turned off by it.

And it feels so good that I don’t have to go through undesirable and unsavory individuals who use to send to me the annoying invasions of mind transference through voodoo/black magic.

They had been doing it within many ways for many years within different techniques but with the same motives and that was to bring me down to their level.

Whether it was to attempt to lower my self esteem or to get me to have feelings for a man they worked hard at it and failed miserably.

These people were jealous and resentful because I’d never been hurt or dogged out by a man as so many of them had even the guys were envious and jealous of me they all figured if I was in the same predicament as they were I couldn’t or wouldn’t think that I was better than any of them.

They were also jealous and envious of my intelligence and knowledge and where I could go within life if and when the opportunity arose.

They had such a warped sense of mindset that didn’t correspond with mine in the least if they had succeeded in their designs I’d still be the person who I am today with the same mentality no man could ever break me or kill my spirit. I wasn’t built within that fashion.

If I were interested in men I’d be able to get a good man and would only deal with one that was on my level, however, I’m proudly asexual and am fulfilled and complete as a woman and an individual.

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