PAIX

Iyanla Vanzant is my SHERO. She's a phenomenal woman, I can't believe I just got to know about her.  So for the past six days, I've watched every YouTube video of her, downloading the ones I can and drawing from her well of ceaseless knowledge. I've learnt so much in just six days that I already feel a certain kind of connection with her, needless to say it's weird.
     The things I've learnt about peace, forgiveness, self love and most of all, interrupting the patterns, are awesomely priceless. However, the greatest thing I've learnt in the six wonderful days is the rare ability to be at peace no matter the situation that life throws at me. On this strange journey of life, it is of utmost importance that we live in and at peace that supersedes human understanding; at peace knowing that we are not in charge, peace at disappointments even after giving our all and best, peace knowing that not everyone will accept and love us for who we are or the way we desire, peace through the struggle and peace when we are stuck between a rock and hard place.
       It is only when we are at peace with our broken pieces, irrespective of how ugly they may be, that everything begins to fall in place. Neither pretence nor denial of an existing unpleasant situation possesses the ability to make us feel better, it is being at peace with the memories and scars from such situations that opens the door for a healing process....the healing process that makes us wary not to repeat same mistake in a million other ways.  

IT'S NOT JUST SEX.

So many persons are stuck in a world of basic sex.  Basic packages are selling faster than ever, And everyday that passes, The number of people joining the gym for better bodies increases. A lot of men want to look the profile, ripped out beast mode and women want to look fearless with vulnerable perfect curves.  Nothing wrong in all of this....but I really would love to meet a man, who isn't basic, physically predictable to be the sex machine or look at the woman that has strength in her thighs written all over her.
       People deserve to feel hands and know those hands would count bread crumbs accurately and experience a tongue, that would taste a million spices and would respond in a million ways. With a basic guy, everything is expected, and probably a 2 or 12 inch sausage in a woman for almost an hour or an unbreakable woman, establishing her waist, riding a man forever....but don't you ever crave sex that would make you orgasm before getting the dicking? I mean... that should be like gluttony.  I'm satisfied but I just have to finish my meal or a massage that would make you cum in her hands before you approach her gate. I know this would be abstract for a lot of women and annoying for a lot of men. Well, sex has become a handshake for a lot of people, to some a hug, a kiss and a wink. You hear people say "it just sex" it's not just sex....It's more, its bonding, its a spiritual connection it's not something to be played with if one isn't ready because it makes things messy, it makes people over react and over think. Bottom line don't play with a persons feeling just because it's the new cool. It's never ever just sex, even sex workers do it for a reason. Know what suits your soul because they will come a time where "It's just sex" isn't going to be enough. 

PEACE BE STILL

Some times all you need to say is "Peace be still" and it works. Last week I did something that I am not proud of but I had to do what I did for my own good and sanity's sake. It affected me more than I had imagined, The Ms.panic in me came out. The pain; physically and emotionally, guilt, regret, Even though I had promised myself that I will try not to regret anything but rather learn from it. Not in this case. I regret everything that lead me to to what I did. I can't change what happened I can only make peace with myself and move on.
                           Better days ahead. Peace be still.

RE-STRATEGIZING

I feel like I have been chasing the wrong people, the wrong relationships/friendships. So back to basics for me from now on. It's four months to the end of 2015, And I am NOT going to use it and follow what doesn't want me.

There you go baby girl, make the remaining four months count.