Is there anybody listening?
What happened to the days when we heard something that made our souls leap.
WE would stand up and clap our hands.
What happened to the days when we read an article that moved our spirits to action.
We were compelled to comply with a note to the editor.
What happened to the days when we heard a special melody, we all sang along.
What happened to those days?
Read, leave a comment, good or not so good. Join as a follower of this blog if you can really relate or just moved by it's content. It's not just for me but also a place to be you.
If your listening to me, I'll be listening to you.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
MIRROR
I looked into the mirror this morning.
Not the mirror that hangs on the wall, for it has often caused my countenance to fall.
I saw beautiful today, staring back at me.
Letting me know what I shall be.
Gift of splendor, gift of grace, my internal mirror can never be replaced.
Every inch, every curve, I look and sigh, because I am a wonder, beautiful inside.
Time has come and time will bend because of the mirror that lives within.
Passing the grade and making the cut.
Lots of confidence when I strut, Taking the tour of what is in me.
Internal mirror, allows me to be beautiful me.
Beautiful to you, maybe not but it is what I see and I declare I am HOT!
(Bonita Nixon 10/2/09)
Not the mirror that hangs on the wall, for it has often caused my countenance to fall.
I saw beautiful today, staring back at me.
Letting me know what I shall be.
Gift of splendor, gift of grace, my internal mirror can never be replaced.
Every inch, every curve, I look and sigh, because I am a wonder, beautiful inside.
Time has come and time will bend because of the mirror that lives within.
Passing the grade and making the cut.
Lots of confidence when I strut, Taking the tour of what is in me.
Internal mirror, allows me to be beautiful me.
Beautiful to you, maybe not but it is what I see and I declare I am HOT!
(Bonita Nixon 10/2/09)
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Proclamation of My Promise
"God wrote this book called ME, I'm just living out the pages." (Bonita Nixon)
Finally I get it. I've signed the document of S-E-L-F and received the proclamation of my promise.
Recently I walked in the power of being the victor and not the victim of someone else's problems. Why as women, do we assign ourselves to the duty of making brick with no straw? Spending hours listening to immature conversations of other peoples problems. Why do we host the fact of entertaining bad relationships. Why do so many of us agree to pack away our dreams in the hope chest of life, only to support something or someone who has no vision.
I am convinced, this is victim mentality and is not what God authored for me. So, for all of you who read this last statement, examine it under your mental microscope; I set you free with the proclamation of this promise, it's OK to reject low self-esteem, It's OK to love yourself and it's OK to be yourself. Most importantly, as you pursue self, you must know what the definition of self is.
S-spiritually
E-equipped
L-living
F-fulfilled
Dare yourself to live this way.
Finally I get it. I've signed the document of S-E-L-F and received the proclamation of my promise.
Recently I walked in the power of being the victor and not the victim of someone else's problems. Why as women, do we assign ourselves to the duty of making brick with no straw? Spending hours listening to immature conversations of other peoples problems. Why do we host the fact of entertaining bad relationships. Why do so many of us agree to pack away our dreams in the hope chest of life, only to support something or someone who has no vision.
I am convinced, this is victim mentality and is not what God authored for me. So, for all of you who read this last statement, examine it under your mental microscope; I set you free with the proclamation of this promise, it's OK to reject low self-esteem, It's OK to love yourself and it's OK to be yourself. Most importantly, as you pursue self, you must know what the definition of self is.
S-spiritually
E-equipped
L-living
F-fulfilled
Dare yourself to live this way.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Standing!!My journey to build me, my business has brought me to a place of challenge. A place where more is required and excellence is demanded. Journey is insisting that I stand. Regardless of what things look like, no matter how tight the squeeze, I must stand!
In the maturing of me, I have discovered that the challenging milestones of my life will soon be mile markers in my rear view window, fading away into distant blackness as I keep going . Wisdom speaks to me, encouraging me, letting me know that milestones are my life trophies as I stand, or
S-simply
T-trust
A-and
N-never
D-doubt
In the maturing of me, I have discovered that the challenging milestones of my life will soon be mile markers in my rear view window, fading away into distant blackness as I keep going . Wisdom speaks to me, encouraging me, letting me know that milestones are my life trophies as I stand, or
S-simply
T-trust
A-and
N-never
D-doubt
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
YOU ARE THOUGHT
The highest form of money is thought and ideas are currency.
How often have we missed the door of prosperity by not realizing that we are our thoughts.
Where we stand today is a direct result of our thinking."What so ever a man thinks, so is he."
Every God given thought we abandon, every idea we pass over, closes the door to true prosperity.
Seize every thought and idea. Practice the "N-O-W" principal, which = No Opportunities Wasted.
Think About It
How often have we missed the door of prosperity by not realizing that we are our thoughts.
Where we stand today is a direct result of our thinking."What so ever a man thinks, so is he."
Every God given thought we abandon, every idea we pass over, closes the door to true prosperity.
Seize every thought and idea. Practice the "N-O-W" principal, which = No Opportunities Wasted.
Think About It
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Emerging Me
Getting organized is my task at hand today. So much to do and so little time to do it all in. Sometime I feel like an emotional caterpillar with the anticipation of knowing who I stand on the verge of becoming. Waiting to take my wings and explore the beauty of me. Still I wrestle with allowing myself to go first, not to allow others to take up my space. The emergence of me happens one step, one product, one day at a time.
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