Does Black Love Actually Exist? (a reblog)

We spend our lives craving it, looking for it, and talking about it. The meaning of It can be felt more than it can be expressed. It’s called the greatest virtue. It’s love. What is love? I spoke to people, read books on it and even searched several dictionaries for an absolute but there was […]

via Does Black Love Actually Exist? — MINDSIGHTCOLLECTIVE

week 17|2017

Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness. How do you know this is the experience you need? Because this is the experience you are having at the moment.

Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose

You guys already know KING is one of my favorite vocal groups. Ever. They are so gifted with such a creative approach to not only their music but the visuals they pair with it. I think the imagery in this video depicts Prince’s untimely death; I see a bit of symbolism that brought me to that conclusion. Someone I know thinks that’s a reach, but it’s a beautiful video, nonetheless. Let me know what you think.

Can you believe it’s been a year already. RIP Prince

week 16|2017

I find it extremely liberating to see that I was the cause of all of my problems. With this realization I have also learned that I am my own solution. This is the great big gift of personal accountability. When we stop blaming external forces and own up to our responsibility we become the ultimate creators of our destiny. – Jenna Galbut

 


 

I just love this.. I (re)discovered it saved in my screenshots and, man, after reading Dr. G’s wise words of co-creating, it resonates more than ever.

You know those people who always play the blame game? Who point the finger at everyone and everything except themselves? Yeah.. here’s to being the opposite of that. I know in the past, it was more difficult for me to take responsibility for my downfalls, especially if my intention opposed the receiving party’s perception. But now it’s like, ok, I see where you’re coming from. Discuss if necessary and move on. On the opposite of the same coin, I also have the power to remove blame gamers – actually, any and everything that disrupts my chi. I mean, why not make the best of this one life? Or at least do what’s in our power to try.

one moodyass poem

Lately I can’t seem to shake these thoughts of you.

They say when you think of someone so much,
they’re thinking of you too.
But that can’t be
because you’d call or text like you used to do.
Telling me about you and your days
until it was no longer new.
Our once lavish garden became overgrown with..boredom?
Complacency? We’ll never know what could have grew.
Delayed responses to simple messages
yet all over social media like glitter on glue.
Arguments sparked when I shared what hurt me most
and you couldn’t handle your shortcomings…and the truth.
What is with these guys-
boys in men’s bodies who play good women for fools.
Bravado schmeared over a lazy, narcissistic bagel-
not really that flavorful or interesting, but still a lot to chew.
Silly me for playing the same sad game
I knew I’d lose.
A hungry heart makes silly choices;
I’ve learned that through and through;
My mind escaped me as my heart took over, an array of emotions
from white hot, crimson, violet, gray, black and blue.
They matched the flowers at my doorstep
and the colors of your chameleon suits.
I hope you’ve learned that catching the girl may be easy,
but keeping her is for the strong and very few.
I know potential ain’t shit if not realized and put into motion;
our could/should/would have been just won’t do.
Next time I’ll heed the signs of a man incapable of loving;
my heels will kick up dust and I’ll say chooom ✌🏾

© 2017 KBW

Women, We Are the Shit {a reblog}

Because I needed this when I initially read it.. and again when I reread it this week. Hopefully it puts a smile on your face, too 😉

I know it may seem like I’m hard on us women (and I am) but it’s for a reason. I created my blog to establish a community where we can relate on different topics and issues to show that we are not alone in our thoughts and situations. Women we are strong in more ways…

via Women, We Are The Shit — The Single Bitch Diaries

week 15|2017

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I’m in love with self-seeking;
Constantly looking
for ways to discover
the depths of me.
I’m addicted
to my own energy.
It is my innate source of light;
my connection with the Most.
I learned through my trials,
that I am my savior;
my pick-me-up.
And that is a beautiful responsibility.
© (d.d.l)

(photo stolen from the internet)