Heather…

I named my newest car Heather. She is a 2002 gray beauty and I am thankful for her. I had been without a ride since summertime of 2020. I can’t quite remember the model at the moment, but I know she is a “Mercury” something or other. She was previously owned by a woman who is now in her 90s and not driving much these days…The car was a gift from a very special and sweet spirited person. I spent a few hours yesterday happily cleaning it out and getting it ready for the road. I had some anxious moments where I thought I’d go mad if I couldn’t ride out somewhere, anywhere…I just needed to drive, to feel the wind against my skin, and hear the sound of tires against roads with no particular destination in mind.

…But alas, the Universe works in such mysterious ways. So, here’s to new adventures with Heather. 💋🙏🏾☀️☀️

Letting go of Facebook

I want to share some things that have been happening in my life. First of all, I deleted my Facebook account! I have deactivated my account before and stayed off of it for a few weeks…but I would go back. A couple of weeks ago, I simply deleted it and haven’t turned back. It was time to just go through with it…Things seemed so stagnant for me on Facebook. I honestly felt like I was drowning in a sea of folks whose faces I have never even seen, yet they could see so much of my private life. Yes, it was helpful to have ways that I could control my account, but that’s just it! Facebook was actually controlling my actions subconsciously, more than I felt comfortable with. And I didn’t make the connection until I was fully disconnected from it. Who would notice my absence? What were my days like before I even had an account? I have always enjoyed deep communication, and sharing common interests, it is the stuff of life. I was on Facebook for roughly about ten years. It was fun engaging in conversations with people from all over the world; some which turned into physical friendships and relationships that may have never happened without Facebook.

So honestly, I am thankful for what I gained but I am also observant. You can only squeeze so much juice out of a fruit before it has nothing left, only memories of its sweet nectar. Perhaps I will return but in my own time, and I will start fresh. Facebook wouldn’t be as popular among its users if we took the time to look at our own lives and cherish them. It can be a great deterrent to what is truly important. These days, I am busy getting my writing goals up to par, entertaining more book ideas, gardening, spending time each day giving thanks and checking out other social media platforms. I felt a little sad about my blog posts not being automatically shared via Facebook but then I thought of the new experiences I am destined for. I think about how I have to give birth to a new me; which is timely being that my birthday is very close now.

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Often, the biggest decisions are made on the spur of the moment but end up having a great impact on our future. Every minute of our lives counts and how we decide to spend our time is ours to choose. I love that I am growing and changing under the sun; regenerating myself. I didn’t make a big announcement when I decided to delete my account, I just did it. I knew my tribe, my biggest fans, my friends and my heart strings would feel me; even in my unspoken way of going about this. I also didn’t want to impose my decision on others; it was my personal choice and I felt at peace. So that is honestly all that mattered. Cheers!

Gem Twins

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We are officially in Gemini Season!! Here is to laughter, youth, adventure, and springing to action; all great things we Geminis are known for. If there was only one word to describe us, I would say it is “magical”. We are in touch with our inner child for the most part, which allows us to embrace youth around us. We will usually approach life with excitement; especially when we learn something we didn’t know before. We are known to have “two sides”…one is supposedly our “good” side and the other is, well not one that we prefer to show unless provoked. Either way, we often get a bad rap for being “flighty” and indecisive. Which is not hard to believe as we are always in our heads…but we do know how to focus and keep our attention on something. Especially when we feel it is warranted. Some of the sweetest and kindest folks I know are Geminis and I am not just saying this because I am one…I love them and how real they are…I feel like they are the “stardust” of the zodiac. Shine on Gem in Eyes!!! ❤

Momma sees…

We know we get under your feet Momma…we know we walk slow when you need us to keep up. Thank you for always being there…and thank you for when you are not. We know you are nearby, watching to see that we are safe, because this world is often a scary place. You give us tests in this life to make sure we will pass. We feel when we have disappointed you and you will not take kindly to sass..We cherish the proud look on your face when we do something right without you asking…how beautiful even are your tears when you are weary and unsure, for we know your love is never conditional; it is beautiful and pure. Precious like the day we first met, lovely as a sunset…We love you Momma💛

Writing roots

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It is nice to know there is another word out there besides “freelancer, writer, journalist” and such…”scripturient” has an authentic ring to it!…I am already used to feeling so much passion in my words…which is why I write.

I have my mother to thank in many ways for my love of writing…I remember how she kept tons of notebooks, journals, and stationery for just that. We don’t talk much about it and I don’t know if she has ever entertained writing a book. I have shared some of my work with her and she would smile and thank me for sharing. They say writers have the best penmanship and I do believe that to an extent. I had never seen so many loops, twists, curls and just pure fancy as I had with the way my mother writes her words. She makes it look so very beautiful, mysterious and creative; like calligraphy. She also can write in shorthand; which I haven’t mastered that as yet…she would tell me she learned it many years ago and used it when she worked. Perhaps I will share this post with her…and ask her if she has ever heard of the word; scripturient. She is a stickler for learning new words and using them in a sentence…Goodness knows how many words I learned as a child through my mother’s extensive vocabulary. The word “rambunctious” comes to mind as she was always using it with me, and I laughed because of how silly it sounded to my young ears.

I like that I can remember the sweet beginnings of my journey as a writer, the “diary” I had when I turned 11 years old, the stories I wrote for children I babysat, and my beloved poetry. There is passion in words, life-giving affirmation, and beauty. It is a gift when others share their words; one that should be cherished.

Earth’s child

Be still my heart…be at peace with yourself, stillness is a beautiful thing. Eye am glad that you see this even now at your young age…how truly important it is to connect with yourself and Mama Earth…she lovingly waits to hold you in her arms and to feel your feet walking upon her sacred ground…ground yourself little one. Breathe deep and release all the worries in your mind, think about how, when you are kind…it comes back to you. Smile and know you are secure.

Gentle reminders…

When children are gently reminded that childhood is a time of magic, dreams and discovering who they are, they are more apt to embrace it.

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….I don’t like to see children trying to be adults too soon…there will be time for that. Not everyone has a magical childhood, sometimes, the magic comes later…in discovering your power and loving your inner child the way he/she needed to be loved when you were a child. There is still time to explore your world and be happy.

Never ever forget the magic of discovery, the essence of a flower smelled for the first time, the sound of laughing way too hard and the purity of your spirit.