So healthy and beautiful!
I must be doing something wrong…but LOVE!
Getting out of my comfort zone
Change is inevitable, right? Then why do we dread making the necessary changes to live a better life? Why is change so scary?
Don’t worry these questions are for me too. I know the feeling oh so well of being afraid of change, scared to make a decision even though I know it’s for the…
This is what I’ve been thinking about a lot, change…time to stop thinking and start doing! So on time…
And there you have it…
I am in the crux of a major decision. Currently, I am uninspired by most of the people in my life. Hence, it is time for change to occur. It is great that I am able to inspire some people in my circle but how long can I rest on that when the other people are pulling me down. It was recently reinforced, for me, that the company you keep influences how you are seen and this is literally impacting my next moves. As hurt as some people may be with my actions, I have to do what is best for me. I have to create distance. I cannot afford to slip backwards in an effort to protect the feelings of others because in the end their feelings reign supreme for them. No love lost, just clarity gained. I will, however, keep close to me those that are striving to make positive changes in their behaviors and their outlooks. I am then, thusly inspired by the courage it took them to make a change. In turn, I will seek to place people in my life that do for me what I do for those gutsy people, because MY growth is important if I am, in the end, to inspire myself!
353 days ago…I still feel the same…
What’s life without pain? What’s life without betrayal or malice? These things are caused by other human beings…we search for happiness in other humans when they are only humans… God talks to us daily but we don’t listen…nature is God’s voice… Birds, ants, bees.. These beings are showing us how to live.. They are giving us the answers to happiness and peace but we don’t listen.. When was the last time your bare feet touched soil. When have you let the Sun touch your skin for reasons outside of vanity? When have you let the Earth recharge you? When will you stop following the teachings of human ego? Just my thoughts this morning #miyabailey
On point with his thoughts…
sketches for a thing
Fete & Ting…
No post yesterday because I was too busy celebrating meh culture! I was born and raised in the Virgin Islands and I’m invested through and through with West Indian culture, because I choose to surround myself with it. I enjoy masquerading/playing mas unlike any other thing in this world. There’s such a feeling of freedom and unity, in the moment, that is indescribable. You wine on anything, wine any way and most times make new friends along the way. What about your own culture gives you a feeling like this?
Yes! So true! Turn off the TV and read a book! #beinspired #befreeproject #bibliophile #books #booknerd #bookaddict #booknerdigans #bestoftheday #read #realtalk #qotd #quote #knowledgeispower #dailymotivation #dailyinspiration #empower #grow #higherlearning #lifequotes #truth
I’m sure that I’m fine, but I guess I’m in the midst of what one can classify as a health scare. I went to the dermatologist for a recurring problem only to be faced with him having to biopsy a suspicious mole on the bottom of my foot. I don’t know how one is supposed to react in these situations but I’m actually quite calm. The only thing I keep thinking about is I don’t know how to effectively pray on this situation and that really, I shouldn’t. I did pray, but I came away feeling that it wasn’t fair for me to cry out his name now that I’m faced with adversity and not do so more regularly. I believe in a higher power but I don’t subscribe to all that is written about the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. I have questions and doubts that I guess don’t make me a good Christian so I never profess to be Christian at all. Add to all that, when I do pray, I am overwhelmed with such emotion that tears are the only way to release some of that angst. I honestly don’t know where that leaves me. Can someone tell me? I feel lost in all this…
kudos to mtv for spreading this message tho
Turn the fuck up MTV
Exactly how it feels!
I’ve seen it posted on IG and I’ve reposted it myself: “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.” That is true on so many levels. You will be a part of their being which comes out in their writing, hence you become eternal. What is written cannot perish, even if lost or damaged. If the relationship doesn’t last, you will still be alive in the words before, during and after. Here is a poem that has eternalized my past loves…
I had this thing for Chocolate
Rich, dark, thick & bittersweet
But it was the best thing ever in the moment
I craved it
The way it stayed on my tongue
Teasing, tempting me to overindulge
And I did, every single time
I invested in everything it offered
Had stock in its outcomes
But in the end, the taste faded
It dimmed my senses and left me wanting…
Then I acquired a hunger for Honey Bunches…with Almonds
Its different flakes lent personality
The crunch clusters added depth
Explosive on its own
But in the midst of smooth, slightly sweet almond milk
Detonation was almost instantaneous
Another layer of pleasure when all the different textures blended
Another experience outside of the past
I sought it
Relished in it
Yearned for it
Until it stayed too long in the milk and that pop fizzled
It became limp, weighted, tasteless
There but uninspiring; dismissed
I tried out Mocha and enjoyed it
But too soon that became bland
Over sampled by others hence undervalued by me
I let my taste buds take a break
Become more discerning
Then they sizzled and my mouth watered at just a vision
Saccharine, fluid Caramel
Appearing innocent until I got it into my mouth
Over flowing my senses with its dense cloying texture
Melting yet maintaining its viscous nature
I covet it
Sink into it
Ache for it
I titled this tumblr “Ramblings of an Active Mind” way before I understood that those words are actually significant to me and who I am. Way before I knew that I wanted to truly share my mind with whomever is reading. I am going to try to give you insight into my thoughts (and trust me, there’s a lot of them) so you can get to know me and if you decide you kind of like me, feel free to comment. Even as a weird and nonconformist child I envisioned that by 25, I would be doing what I loved with my one kid on my side. I never saw myself married, more in something committed, but that was a circumstance of my surroundings. Well, 25 came and left and I did not have shit, lol. I had a job and I was childless. It has been years, since then and I am still trying to figure out just what the hell I am passionate about and the kid can wait. (Notice that I do not tell you how many years exactly) I know what I am good at, but can that really sustain me? So many people say you have to risk it all sometimes but I am not a risk taker to that extent and I am fine with that. Not everyone can be nor does everyone need to be. For some people, that is a set up! Risk cannot be the only option.
I am very good at organizing things but those events are normally personal investments. So while I am sure, I will be awesome at event planning or something of the sort, I am not sure the passion is 100% there. Now, here is where I make my disclaimer, what comes after this is NOT me tooting my own horn but just what I have been told. I am an excellent writer. Personally, I think my writing is okay (needs grammatical perfection) but it is something that I thoroughly enjoy. Few things feel better than getting my thoughts out on paper and connecting words to evoke emotion or paint a picture. I get even greater pleasure when someone connects personally. It is like winning the lottery! (Meanwhile, I have never won the lottery, lol) I do not want to ever lose the way I feel about writing so I have never wanted it to be my job, something I have to do.
It may be, however, that I am imagining passion in the wrong way. A lot of people define it like it is gonna be so great an awakening that I will not be able to miss it. But, what if it is just a quiet whisper that comes when I am writing out my frustrations, or when I am helping a friend compose an email or when I am editing a manuscript or even when certain words haunt me until I am forced to blend them into the magic that is poetry. What if in those moments I should have listened more closely and realized that I am being called to share with the world the intricacies of my mind? How do I fix it now?
Well, this is a part if the solution. I am gonna commit to writing this blog. I am gonna make my professional and personal long term writing goals and take it one day at a time. I will invest in the process and that will yield great outcomes. Success is imminent! So tell me, have you discovered your life’s calling? Are you on the path to doing so? Let’s talk…