Tag Archives: Happiness

Afterthoughts: Higher Vibrations

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To float amongst the stars

Upon nightfall’s beautiful appearance

Is a feeling like no other.

Night’s shade can mask the day’s troubles

And transform darkness to light.

With head held high And prominent strut,

There’s a beating heart in sync with night’s rhythm.

Every note has the heart and mind in awe.

Every beat speaks of greatness and resiliency.

Sweet melodies written across the sky telling stories left untold.

Night’s shade has awakened the senses

Allowing the body to rise amongst higher vibrations.

Night Inspiration Saturday, October 8, 2022 @ 8 pm (EST) 

Golden

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Golden.

A monumental time

For a monumental age.

No celebratory bang.

Not one for playing charades.

Just wrapped in love

Amongst the days delight.

Gratitude ever flowing

As my inner light shines bright.

No need to utter words

Because my actions speak loud.

The reflection I see daily

Is one that I am proud.

50 years of life

With twists and turns

And lessons learned.

Ready for what the Universe unfolds before me now.

Golden.

To The Sun And Back

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49 trips around the sun to bask in the light and glow.
Grateful for every twist and turn,
For every up and down,
For every yes and no
That made me who I am.

49 trips around the sun
To reflect on life’s victories
That I have won.
Hopeful for more years underneath the sun,
To shine my light
Until my work is done.

The Sky’s The Limit

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I want to live like I’ve never lived.

No wasted moments.

No suspension of time.

I want to soar freely to higher heights,

And from the clouds I’ll emerge,

As I greet the sun on my way to heaven.

With a renewed heart, I feel love,

To be able to move with no fears, as I’ve left them behind.

Guided by a power like no other,

I can fly far beyond the moon.

The sky’s the limit.

And I’ll just keep going as if the sky is all mine.

May You Be Immersed In Love Today

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Fly to a higher height

That extends beyond the moon.

Travel beyond space and time,

To live amongst the stars.

A feeling within the heart and soul,

That only sunrays can expose.

Upon a morning smile,

Love’s aurra reigns supreme.

Love.

An ever flowing sea for one to drown in eternally.

Love.

A friend of a higher power

That wraps it’s arms around you with an embrace of the day’s delight.

Love.

When you have it,

Hold it tight.

Cherish what is yours,

Which is the Love bestowed upon you.

Revel in tears of joy,

And remember the feeling.

May you be immersed in Love today.

And may Love forever in your heart remain.

 

 

When Love Is Boundless

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When love is boundless,

It’s ever flowing.

Filling up a heart devoid.

Shining its light through the window to the soul.

A savior for a shattered heart.

A saving grace for a love story untold.

Love’s joy.

It’s like a little bit of heaven in your hands.

To feel its warmth and glory

Is like nothing else.

I Learned To Dance So Well In The Rain

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“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass…It’s about learning to dance in the rain.” – Vivian Greene

And dance I did.

As my 46th bornday approaches on April 4th, I’ve been reflecting on my life’s journey. I’ve come a long way from being that eight year old kid who held back tears, swallowed her pain from abuse, and declared that I would grow up to be better than the examples that I was being shown at home.

I’ll always have a vivid memory of the Saturday that my father almost ended his life and mine. Even after he hurt me to my core on this day, I put hurt and fear aside. I wanted to live. I had the courage and the strength to survive.

In all of the heartache that I’ve been through, I’ve always pushed forward. And here I am today. I’m proud that I made the decision at age eight to live. I didn’t know what my life would be like as an adult, but I had dreams of a better life full of love. I can look in the mirror and smile, because some dreams do come true. I made it. Hearts can be emotionally battered and can bend. But, hearts can also feel love again. Hearts can also mend.

I’m gratefuI learned to dance so well in the rain.

Love Believes In Me

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When darkness burries the sun,

And the world is heavy upon soft shoulders,

Heavy is the load that is carried,

And despair is the emotion that is felt.

One can become blinded by the unknown,

And stricken down by fear.

Possibilities remain at a distance,

As if these are merely thoughts in the wind.

Unclarity has sunken in.

Then along comes the sun.

Love.

Love loves me.

Love believes in me.

Love’s light adorns me.

I hear Love’s voice, and I can see once again.

Love never let’s me suffer,

And Love never let’s me fail.

In my hour of sorrow, it’s Love’s faith, Love’s love, that prevails.

Faith is restored,

And one is guided by your light.

Onward to a righteous path,

I will know no wrong,

Because the Love you possess is oh, so right.

“Every Journey Begins With A Single Step.” – Maya Angelou

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Photo Credit: Pharoahe Monch
Train Departing Station In Chicago, On March 17, 2017
Thank You, Pharoahe Monch, For Sharing Your Beautiful Art, Whether It’s Music Or Photography.

 

“Every journey begins with a single step.” – Maya Angelou

As I approach my 45th Born Day on April 4th, as always, I’m stopping for a minute, to reflect upon my life’s journey. I’ve thought about my ups and downs. I’ve thought about my highs and lows. I’ve thought about my truth in my journey. I’ve traveled so far, and want to keep traveling upon the road that lies before me. My journey began with a single step towards possibilities, opportunities, and growth. A journey towards freedom and happiness. Just like a passenger who boards a train, my journey has taken me where I need to be.

I remember the complex days of my childhood, teen years, and even some of my adult years. I was that “lucky” kid, so others would say. I was that kid who got everything I ever asked for. I got everything I ever asked for, except a loving and caring family. I grew up in a home without true love shown, and I was always halfway happy at home. On the flipside of this, I was always happy at school. It was there that I felt safe. It was there that I felt loved. Now, as a teacher myself, I keep all of this in mind, when it comes to my classroom. My classroom might be the only place where a child feels love, and school might be the only place where a child feels safe. I make it known to my students that I care, and that I love.

I survived years of abuse from family, which lasted well into my adult years. I finally had the courage to walk away from all of the hurt and dysfunction. I had reached my breaking point. As I sat in my apartment one afternoon and sobbed uncontrollably at the fact that ‘loved ones’ can treat me so bad, I realized that I must take care of my own mental health, and I must ensure my own happiness. After years of trying to love away the pain and fix what was broken, I just became tired. Tired of feeling guilty for wanting to walk away and stay away. Tired of trying to understand. Tired of trying. Tired of hiding. Tired of smiling on the outside, when I didn’t always want to. It’s never been easy living on the other side of love. But the cold world that I lived in never made me bitter. I just kept hoping and wishing that I would be free one day. Free to be me. Free to feel joy. Free to express and receive unconditional love. My heart is in a good place within me now, and has been for quite some time now. I know what love is, by the positive examples of it that I saw elsewhere. And from the poor examples that I was shown, I certainly know what love is not. If I should ever fall in love, my heart’s love will be truly genuine and free flowing.

As life is a journey full of lessons learned and lessons taught, I look back at the trials in my life and praise God that I grew up to become the woman that I am today. In all of my strength, I can stand proud in the mirror and love the person that I see each day. My life is a tale of overcoming obstacles, and not becoming another statistic. My story is not unique. Nor is it uncommon. But this story is mine. It will always be a part of who I am.

No, it wasn’t easy living on the other side of love, but once I knocked down the wall of obstruction, I found out how sweet love and freedom could be. And they taste sweeter each and everyday. I welcome 45 with open arms.

 

My Heaven Is My Happiness

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My heaven is my happiness.
A sacred place I’ve searched for all of my life.
A freedom I can’t really describe,
But a freedom I’m grateful to have.
My heart and shoulders feel light at times,
As if I’ve been reborn.
I can see the world with new eyes,
And experience what life has to offer with open arms.
And then heaven’s eyes stop watching over me.
Just as my heart feels light sometimes,
At times my heart feels heavy.
It weeps as it’s full of sorrow.
Just as my shoulders feel light at times,
Sometimes I feel that the load is too much to bear.
Sometimes I feel trapped.
I feel stuck.
Feels like my time could be up.
Feeling faint as more beautiful bodies lie cold in the dust.
My heaven is my happiness.
But when will I ever leave hell?
You tell me.
And tell me the truth.