Stream Of Consciousness💭|2/12/18

A stream of consciousness entry from my journal:
2/12/18

I didn’t realize it had already been a week since I last journaled. Not that I haven’t been keeping entries in my mind. My constant busy mind. I’ll be starting something new soon…
A good friend asked me am I nervous. I am. But I’m not. I’m always conflicted. Is that what I mean to say?
Anyways, I still feel like life is getting better. In my reality and in my little fantasy world. Things are still crashing down while other things are building up. Its because I’m taking the necessary steps. Baby steps but… crawl before you walk right? And then you can run where ever you want. Chase and catch all your wildest dreams. It’s all in reach and possible if you just stay positive and keep going. With each step, you are closer to your destination. Don’t go searching for shortcuts, or the easy way out because you’ll find yourself lost often.
Actually, that doesn’t sound so bad after all.
You find yourself when you lose yourself.

I’ve lost myself and found myself plenty of times.
Who am I?
This time am I finding my truest self? How many layers are left?Here is the weird little doodle I did at the bottom of the page… Drawing obviously isn’t my talent lol:

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Stream Of Consciousness💭|2/5/18

A stream of consciousness entry from my journal:
2/5/18

Early morning writings.
There’s beauty and magic in that. There’s beauty and magic in our thoughts, in our hearts. For some reason I want to say but not in our pockets or wallets.
Maybe there’s no beauty or magic in money. Many of us believe otherwise. Money can get us so many things in life, materialistic things. We don’t have enough money but don’t we have enough of the materialistic things? Yes? No? Maybe so…
Pink. Pink is a pretty color. This is a random thought, I know.
What makes a color pretty? What makes anything pretty, or beautiful? They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. So we have the right to say what is beautiful or not? We have opinions and that’s that. There’s beauty all around, beauty can be found in almost anything, anywhere. Even in the ugly. Ugly is an opinion also. What may be ugly to you might be beautiful to someone else.
I wonder how many times I’ve said beautiful? I’m not counting. I’ve only said ugly once… Now twice. It’s not that important.

It’s worthless. It’s wrotten…? (When the mind moves faster than your hand, and you begin writing things exactly how it sounds…Or your hand thinks you are writing a different word, like “written” and that’s definitely not what I meant lol)
Rotten.
The word, the thought. Throw it away and replace it with pretty, beautiful, lovely thoughts. I’m not talking about people and how they look. It’s all about how we think. Good over evil. Positive over negative. Love over hate.💖

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Stream Of Consciousness💭|1/27/18

A stream of consciousness entry from my journal:
1/27/18

Lost but found all at once.
I am thinking, I am creating. I am trying to keep up with my own thoughts that speed past my mind and change their mind so quickly. I am not home, I am searching and I feel alone
I feel…
I feel…
I feel so much too much always. I feel what others feel around me and it’s often overwhelming. I need to recharge. I need to get away. I need a vacation. I haven’t been to many places… In the physical world…
Realm.
Thinking again
Sinking again.
I put 10 minutes on the clock to record all these thoughts. I’m glad to be off the bottom of the page. Writing there is the worst. My handwriting is a mess. My hand is starting to cramp. I think it’s trying to record my thoughts too fast. Brain fart? Writers’ block.
Make it stop.
I feel the best, happy, and more content with life when I write.
What to say next?
I’m not sure, is this writers’ block again already? I’m almost at the bottom of the page…
The timer just went off..

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Similarities>Differences: A Poem✨

We share more similarities than we do differences

We’ve all loved someone

We’ve all had our hearts broken

We’ve all been angry

We’ve all felt hate towards someone

at least once

Sure we come from different places

We all have different faces

But we have more similarities

than differences

We all have eyes

Some just see things differently

We all have mouths full of words to say

Some of us are just afraid to speak

We all have fears

We all have dreams

We all have weaknesses

We all have strengths

We have our own personalities

We’re all unique

and that’s what makes us the same

NL

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7 Day B&W Photo Challenge: Day 2🖤

I was tagged to join in on this 7 day black and white photo challenge, anyone can participate. The rules are simple and blog challenges are always interesting and fun so I’m glad to participate.🖤

The Rules are:

 • Seven days.

 • Seven black and white photos of your life.
 • No people.
 • No explanation.
 • Challenge someone new each day.
Today I challenge Maggie who blogs at Dreaming Of Guatemala. Be sure to check out her wonderful blog, you won’t regret it!💕

    Poetry makes you feel & think…✨

    There are times when poetry can tell the perfect story. There are times when a poem sums up your entire life, or even just the situation you are in. I love reading and writing those most. You can feel all of the emotion but there’s something about those words that can temporarily take the pain away, or have you thinking differently in a positive way. You feel inspired. At least I do.

    There are a few poems Cherylene has written that has done just that- described my feelings and current situation and then brought light to my dark thoughts. I’ll be sharing them with you today and also why I felt a connection.

    A snippet of Cherylene’s poem Breakthrough:

    “…This type of existence is diminishing your significance

    That self-defeating attitude is drying up your gratitude…”

    My connection: Yes! The issues I am currently dealing with and how I am handling them are causing me to live a depressed existence. Keeping me from following in my life purpose which I believe is to tell my story and inspire others through my writing and other ways of creativity. To help others. I can’t begin to help others until I can help myself. This self-defeating attitude I have lately is only doing me harm.

    Cherylene’s Poem I Refuse:

    I refuse to be still

    As you seek power over my will

    I refuse to be quiet when there’s so much to say

    Can’t stay silent another day

    I refuse to be the victim

    So that kind of thinking

    I’m definitely changing

    I refuse to do nothing

    When I know I can do something

    I refuse to accept mediocrity

    As this limits who I can truly be

    I refuse to let you steal my joy

    Playing with it like some sort of toy

    I refuse to give your negative words meaning

    It’s my happiness you’re intent on stealing

    I refuse to believe the lies you’ve told

    In an effort to corrupt my soul

    I refuse to be anyone but me

    Because even in my imperfection

    My life still has direction

    So long as I have purpose

    I will continue to focus

    So you do you

    And I’ll do me

    In the end

    I will still be free.

    My connection: Usually, when i’m feeling down or hurt about something I keep quiet about it. In general I let all of my thoughts and emotions build up inside of me until I can take no more and explode. Many people have walked all over me and taken advantage of me because of this. I’ve been picked on and bullied because of this. Many people underestimate me because of this. I can continue to be silent and do nothing but i’m choosing to speak and take action. This is for my personal life and blog life. I refuse to continue my blog like this while i’m not happy with it, I refuse to be afraid of changing and losing views/follows by making a fresh start. The fresh start is needed and needs are better for us than our wants. I’m not at my best right now but my life still has direction and purpose. I will stay focused. I will be free, and happy.

    A snippet of Cherylene’s Daily Post Prompt (using the word catapult) Life Challenges:

    “…Just when we feel like giving up

    Just when we wished the world would stop

    Just when we’ve said, “enough is enough”

    In come our blessings to catapult us up

    Up, above and out of the strife

    Up and into a better life

    All we had to do was endure

    All we had to do was explore

    Digging deep into our core

    Soon to discover we are so much more.”

    My connection: I came very close to giving up many times, I’ve had to endure many things in life but usually after a very bad time a blessing follows. I believe that things will be better soon, I believe blessings are coming as long as I keep that faith and keep going, as long as I keep exploring life and digging deep into my soul.

    Never give up on life or the things you truly love that serve you purpose. I add “that serve you purpose” because not everything or everyone we love should be held onto. Not everyone or everything we love is good for us but life in general is something to never give up, no matter what!

    Please leave any comments you have and make sure to visit Cherylene’s blog and check out her poetry while you’re there.✨

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    Maggie’s Blog Rhyme✨

    We’re at the last day for Maggie’s features and I thought instead of doing a story (since there will be a change with that coming to my new blog) I would put her about me and blog description in rhyme. I love putting things in rhyme lol.

    Next week I will be featuring Pamela from StarringPamela 🙂
    I also will have a weekend pickup post coming Monday. I actually just got back home from doing a little more shopping 🙂

    Now let’s get into Maggie’s Blog Rhyme

    Maggie has been blogging since She was only ten. Seventeen now, she’s learned a lot since then. She’s learned to love and have faith in the lord in all he has in store.
    He called her to serve him in Guatemala, Dreaming of Guatemala was born.
    Not knowing when, not knowing how but knowing without a doubt,
    leaving it all in his hands would get her there.
    She loves blogging so much, inspiring others, writing her accomplishments and interviewing other bloggers.

    She also loves baking and trying new treats, being creative and learning new things.
    She reads historical fiction novels, listens to Leeland’s and Jordan Feliz’s music,
    loves watching fun challenges on YouTube, experimenting with photography, watching comedy and learning Spanish.
    But most importantly she loves spending time with her family.💖

    Thank you Maggie for being such a bright light in this world, and always supporting other bloggers in this community. I think I can speak for all when I say we really appreciate it. Continue to let your light shine, never let it dim!
    I admire the fact that you’ve been blogging so long! I wish I had known when I was ten years old that a diary wasn’t the only place to express myself. Even at 16, 17. I was still writing in those diaries. Your passions are beautiful and so are you.
    I enjoyed featuring you all week 🙂 thank you one last time for participating.