Blog Party Details

Hey Hey!!

Who’s excited to party??!!!

Kristian & I are stoked!! We’re beyond ourselves excited because Autumn is a beautiful time of year, and what a better way to fall into the season than with you talented and beautiful people!!

So, the “meeting place” IS WordPress… SPECIFICALLY, A certain post that will be called “Blog Party VIPs”… (which excludes NO ONE)….

This VIP room is password protected! If you think you might have even 5-10 minutes to stop in, PLEASE EMAIL ME dreambeliever2010@outlook.com for the password!! Write ” Password” in the subject line so I don’t miss it.

The daily countdown is on my actual website: https://mynamaste365online.blog! The posters are also located there:)

EEEKKKKKK!!

Ok!! The daily countdown posts will be starting soon, as well!! 😀

Happy Sunday

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Embracing You

Brenè Brown is one of my favorite people. She’s real and accepting of all that she is as a woman, human, and an adult. I saw her Netflix special; it changed my life. She empowered me to embrace more acceptance of who I am. I wanted to share this incredible footage with you. These posts were taken from this site. I couldn’t find that particular video but here are a few others that are just as amazing.

Hope you enjoyed these and forever embrace yourself with more gentle grace.

NAMASTÈ 🙏🏼

Nova

Don’t Miss Out

Baby, you ain’t got a second chance. That’s what we mistaken as “tomorrow”, or “later”. Those don’t exist. All that is to become, comes to present tense and past, as quickly as you blink. Take right now, your only promised time… And make it count. Leave your mark. Get out of your own way with the tears of yesterday… Leave behind all those less than supportive neigh sayers. Shoot down every sign that might try and block your vision.. That end goal. Silence the voices that life begrudgingly throws in your face. Life is right now. It’s not meant to be easy… It’s meant to be lived.

Our Earth

What’s happening to our planet is terrifying. The climate, our animal species, the oceans… The rainforest, our ozone layer, our ground. We treat it as if it’s replicable. We still have time for change, positive and reversible change.

Little changes do make all the difference. Thank you for giving me your time and attention.

Kristian & Nova’s Falling Into Autumn Countdown Is On!! – 30 days

Common bloggers, let’s get into the Autumn spirit! Who is excited about Kristian and my party at the end of September??!!! It’s going to be sooooooo fun!!! Be sure to consistently check out my and Kristian’s pages for all the juicy details!!!

Here’s a photo Challenge to get you excited!! What do you think when you see it? Does it reminds you of another character of another story? Please share with us 🙂

Kristian & Nova’s Falling Into Autumn Countdown Is On!! – 30 days

https://lifelessonsaroundthedinnertable.wordpress.com/2019/08/22/kristian-novas-falling-into-autumn-countdown-is-on-30-days/
— Read on lifelessonsaroundthedinnertable.wordpress.com/2019/08/22/kristian-novas-falling-into-autumn-countdown-is-on-30-days/

Love Letter

Written for Paula’s Thursday Inspiration. Theme is Letter and includes this image.

Listen with your heart.

She woke feeling like death. Her temples throbbed; her body was 75% covered in a cast. She didn’t remember what happened. By the looks of things, she didn’t want to, either. The lights were only aggressively agitating her senses; so she reached for the button.

” AHHHHHHHHHHH!!” she wailed, regretfully unaware of how excruciating that was going to be. Thankfully, her nurse, Andrea, summoned to her bedside within seconds.

Within the half hour, and every ounce of her gratitude for this incredible nurse, she was settled back in position. The lights off, the lidocaine was dripping, and the pain was about a 6.5! She felt her throat begin to swell. Soon thereafter, the first tear fell alongside her cheek.

“This is now my life?” She pitied herself, as the tears continued.
“Some way to live. I hurt everywhere. I don’t even freaking remember how I got here. Where’s my parents? Are my parents still alive? Oh my god, how do I not know? Do I have siblings? AmImarrierd?DoIhavechildren?Whatsthemonth?ohmygod,ohmy god!!!!”

The machine sounded. She was suddenly in a place of white. All was pure, light, and peaceful. She stood, was able to stand and walk. Oh what a feeling! It was warm, her body weightless and free. Slowly, as she glided among the cotton like fields, she began to see others. They were also… happy.

Women gathered by the purest blue lake, on a blanket full of luscious fruits and purple flowers. They laughed and hugged and chatted. From a distance, they acted as if they’d known one another for quite some time. She didn’t recognize any of these women, or anything of her surroundings.

“How do I keep putting myself in this great unknown?” She questioned herself. Suddenly, her heart felt exponentially warmer. It didn’t hurt; however, she was startled.

“What on earth?”…she checked. She most definitely was not on earth. Where she was she?

Lost in thought, she didn’t realize a little young girl had walked up to her. The girl gently took the her hand and lead her down to the water. As if she knew how to swim, this gorgeous blue eyed blond circles young lady kept walking…

Right out of sight. Below the water, she disappeared. The woman began to panic… no one else seemed to be though.

“What on earth?” She repeated. Slowly, she followed right behind the young girl, down below the water.

She woke with a huge gasp, once again in the hospital room, barely able to move. Besides her nurse, there were four other staff members, a head doctor, and what looked like family or friends outside the door. She thought for a moment, trying to collect herself and make sense of what just happened.

She simply couldn’t. None of it made sense; but, then again, none of it scared her either. As the nurses related her medication, and checked her vitals… Andrea came in with flowers and a card.

The letter read :

Trust God with all of your heart. He will correct and direct your path. You won’t always understand; however, He’ll never lead you astray.

Much Love :

Janeal.

…….. Her identification was also in the card. Her name was Janeal.

Elsa’s Courage

It’s funny how some distance makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me can’t get to me at all
It’s time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me
I’m free

Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You’ll never see me cry
Here I stand and here I stay
Let the storm rage on

My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I’m never going back, the past is in the past

Leit go
The cold never bothered me anyway

Let it go, let it go
And I’ll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect girl is gone
Here I stand in the light of day
Let the storm rage on

Another song about identifying oneself. The perfect girl is gone, test the limits and break through. It’s such a great song!

Someday

I listened to this song so many times, I couldn’t provide an accurate specific number. It began playing, on the radio, as the girls and I rode home today. This time, it felt more real. The lyrics felt more genuine and raw. I could sense a scenario, where the world’s version of relationship was time traveled back to the era, when this song was produced.

I know I want someone who’s heart will break when they see me cry. I know I want someone who will fight for me, not only, fight for my honor, but also, die for it. I want someone who’s afraid to lose me. I’ve not found it…(Sigh)….

Happy Wednesday 😋


I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.

C. JoyBell C.

The Only Two Things You Need in Order to Stop Attracting Narcissists – Kim Saeed: Narcissistic Abuse Recovery Program

Such a powerful and insightful article!! Excellent advice! You wanna break the insane cycle with narcs, this post is for you!

Learning everything there is to know about narcissism won’t help you stop attracting narcissists. But, these two things will.
— Read on kimsaeed.com/2016/09/26/two-things-need-avoid-ever-attracting-another-narcissist-life/

#NDRW- #77

Today’s word is vatic.

Good Afternoon, Evening, and Morning.

#SpeakLife into yourself 

#SpeakTruth into your mind 

#SpeakConfidence into your heart

#SpeakLove into this world 

Spread Kindness like it’s all the world has left. 

Namastè 

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Photo Credit: Fandango’s This, That and the Other

Timeless Discovery

This post is being created for Mindlovemisery’s Sunday Writing Prompt.

Donavon has always been the quiet and stand off(ish) kid in the neighborhood. When he was a few months into his fourth year, his parents took him to a specialized doctor, in hopes of ” finding a cure.” Don’t misunderstand, they’ve always dearly loved and accepted their precious boy, though predisposed to a lifetime of teasing, mockery, and bullying. They just decided to try harder; to help Donny feel a bit more ” normal”.

He had selective mutism. There’s situations when he simply can not speak, though (without awareness of his condition) it could bring serious consequences.

Now, aged five years, Donny has adapted to his new normal. He has a few buddies, goes fishing and hiking, creates art from Arizona’s famous red dirt. His most favorite pastime is exploring. There’s many overgrown areas of the west that history left behind. Covina, his best friend, would read to him, the old books and newspapers they’d find in the dilapidated saloon.

On a particular windy and overcast Thursday, the boys were trucking down the dusty path, as they did every day. They were discussing the idea of dissecting a frog, without omitting any possible disgusting detail. In the middle of a sentence, Covina heard a sudden, yet brief, shuffle in the brushes. It was to obvious to have been a small creature. On the other hand, there aren’t other humans around this part of the path either.

Curiosity won that brief moment; and the two boys changed course. Initially, the shuffle sounded as if in arms length. Had it been a creature, such could have effortlessly reached out and bit one of them. With no such luck; however, they searched and searched for what it is they heard. Nothing!

Suddenly, roughly forty yards to the west, they heard it again. The boys wasted no time scurrying to the left of their searched path and continued for three miles.

The stone path seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. It didn’t look familiar to either of the two; but, that didn’t matter. The path lead right up to an odd, unground, and shabby hobbit house.

Photo Credit: Wikimedia

Neither of the boys knew this place was here. They’ve never heard any adults talking about it either. Slowly and cautiously, Donny inched closer to the door. He had picked up the thickest stick nearby, and prepared himself for war. There, six inches from the stone wall laid something deep brown and medium in size. He couldn’t tell what it was, so he reached down to pick it up.

Photo Credit Here

Covina slowly made his way over to Donny and stared.

“ How peculiar!” He voiced, starling Donny.

Donny’s facial expression was in agreement.

They walked over to the stone wall and sat. Opening the front cover, they saw a ticket. Train Ticket $7, Destination Unknown it read.

Covina turned the page,

” The train pulled into the station promptly at 7:07 pm…”

He clumped a small section of pages together and flipped to page 24.

” The train pulled into the station promptly at 7:07 pm…”

Again on page 36, 49, 73, and 104. The stories began the same but always ended differently from the journey before. The rest of the night, the two boys sat deep in the seclusion, reliving the tales recorded in this book.

“Maybe we should find this train station????” Covina asked Donavon.

Donny had that look in his eye and said, ” Vamos!”

Sunday Writing Prompt “Train Ticket” – Liberty | Morpethroad

This is exceptional!! One way ticket to promise and a brighter future. LOVE THIS!!

The line of people along the station platform resembled a lineup of zombies. But these people were not zombies but rather liberated persons from the worst of the camps. Each man and woman carried a water bottle. Some sipped as they waited, most held onto their bottle and looked ahead. It was easy to understand…
— Read on summerstommy.com/2019/08/18/sunday-writing-prompt-train-ticket-liberty/

#NDRW- #76

Today’s word is bombylious.

Good Afternoon, Evening, and Morning.

#SpeakLife into yourself 

#SpeakTruth into your mind 

#SpeakConfidence into your heart

#SpeakLove into this world 

Spread Kindness like it’s all the world has left. 

Namastè 

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Photo Credit: Fandango’s This, That and the Other

A Little Memo

May your day be of peace, love, happiness, and joy. May you forgive yourself for your mistakes. May you love yourself as you deserve. May you live life fully and love completely!

Warmest Hugs!

Good Afternoon

I’m enjoying these short video blurbs (what a funny word!) 🤗🐿🍂🍃! It makes me more “real” doesn’t it?! I am a real person… And I want to be as transparent add possible with you all.

Many warm hugs!!!

Many Many Thanks:D

I just wanted to take a minute and thank these bloggers for their generous nominating me for awards🐿💚🍂🍃!

Just Bacon nominated me for The Sunshine Blogger Award 🐿🍂💚🙏🏼 Thank you for thinking of me!

Beckie’s Mental Mess nominated me for The Mystery Blogger Award! Thank you lovely; I can’t begin to express how much I admire you!

Thank you also to my dear friend and truly talented (NEWLY PUBLISHED AUTHOR!!) Darnell for his sweet shoutout to me:) Found here:D!!

Thank you, again! I’m humbly honored to receive such numerous awards! You all are so special to me!!

I’m tired

Sometimes, even the strongest of us get tired. We become weary and discouraged. We become frustrated with life and the endless fight to keep from sinking. We become mentally, emotionally, physically exhausted… To the point where that it’s impossible for us to give anything else. We feel dried up, empty, drained, lifeless, out of fuel, diffused over of which & who we are responsible.

It’s a struggle because so many look up to us. We do our most humanly best to not show such a state of ourselves, but we are human. It’s bound to happen.

What happens then? Where do we find our confidant and support? Where do we go when we’re so lifeless that we don’t have the means to leave the privacy of home, or hell, even our room? What’s available to us when we feel we’ve disappointed everyone who’s depending on us?

What do we do when we feel we’re disappointing ourselves? When we know that our exhaustion is weight that we don’t HAVE to carry.. But really do feel obligated to, so that others may feel free to fly.

For me, right now, I’m going to choose to sleep. It’s the very last thing I want to be doing. It’s the last thing I should be doing. It shouldn’t even be on my agenda for the day, but her words still hurt me…

My sink full of dirty dishes are waiting for me.

My bags full of laundry to put away.

The mopping needs done.

I need to get outside and exercise and spend time with my daughter.

I have work that I could be doing.

Yes, there’s lots I COULD be doing… But, right now, I’m going to sleep.

And despise all in the judgemental realm of our universe.

#NDRW- #75

Today’s word is uleal.

Good Afternoon, Evening, and Morning.

#SpeakLife into yourself 

#SpeakTruth into your mind 

#SpeakConfidence into your heart

#SpeakLove into this world 

Spread Kindness like it’s all the world has left. 

Namastè 

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Photo Credit: Fandango’s This, That and the Other

What Words Can Do

Imagine taking five plus years, figuring yourself out. The in’s and out ‘s, the flaws and strengths, quirks, talents, nearly every single detail as to who you currently are in this world. Imagine discovering such talents as deepest of humanly possible sensations, and a nerves system that is constantly operating in overdrive, amplified to it’s highest level of function 100% of the time.

Imagine talking with someone, briefly, about a sensitive situation… Such as a breakup. My breakup.. With the man of whom I thought completed me…. Despite the circumstances surrounding the situation… This friend says ” He probably has another girlfriend.”

Then she heard me say I’m really hurt and it’s awful that she wouldn’t consider my feelings first..

And she attacks me with this

Words hurt. If you’re not mature enough to take accountability for yourself, leave me the fuck alone.

Happy Fryay!!!

Fridays, French Fries, & Yay!! What’s not to smile about??!!!

When there’s the rest of life staring you vigorously in your face, and you’ve barely had any coffee… This amazing article will pop in your head, and WHHAALLAAAAA, magically you’re a pixie dust fairy.

Kidding!

This article is super insightful, though; and, I’m sure will prove to be helpful.

Check it out here 😀

#NDRW- #74

Today’s word is transgender.


Good Afternoon, Evening, and Morning.

#SpeakLife into yourself 

#SpeakTruth into your mind 

#SpeakConfidence into your heart

#SpeakLove into this world 

Spread Kindness like it’s all the world has left. 

Namastè 

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Photo Credit: Fandango’s This, That and the Other

Pondering

When you write something, do you ever feel ANYTHING but neutral when the response to your writing is anything but what you were hoping?

I don’t want to say, and honestly I can say, my writing isn’t for self glory or praise or attention or recognition. I write to free myself of that which is my mind. I blog so I may help others find words they couldn’t before.

Sometimes, though, I’m disappointed. It’s merely from my interpretation of the result, and it’s differentiation from my expectation… still sucks.

Maybe time will change it. Maybe not.

Right now though, my interpretation is all I have … and the responsibility of it is all I want.

#NDRW- #73

Today’s word is overt.

Good Afternoon, Evening, and Morning.

#SpeakLife into yourself 

#SpeakTruth into your mind 

#SpeakConfidence into your heart

#SpeakLove into this world 

Spread Kindness like it’s all the world has left. 

Namastè 

Photo Credit: Fandango’s This, That and the Other

Nova’s Wise Words Wednesday

ALL that we are, is defined by ALL we are not.

Not our skin color

Not our clothing choice.

Not our religion

Not our education level

Not our hair color

Not our nail length

Not our vehicle, house size, or bank accounts

Not the amount we spend at Christmas

or the amount we tithe in church.

Not where we meet for lunch dates,

or the yoga class every Thursday afternoon

We are not the purse we carry

The Jordens we wear.

How many touchdowns we made in the game

How often we donate to Goodwill

What level of education we achieve

How many trophies we earn

What if any smart phone we carry

If we read the news digitally or at the table, with coffee.

 

We are NONE of that… because at the end of our time here, we are defined by the quality of our character and kindness of our actions. That’s how we are remembered.

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#NDRW- #72

Today’s word is loft.

Good Afternoon, Evening, and Morning.

#SpeakLife into yourself 

#SpeakTruth into your mind 

#SpeakConfidence into your heart

#SpeakLove into this world 

Spread Kindness like it’s all the world has left. 

Namastè ☀🌌

Photo Credit: Fandango’s This, That, or the Other

Dreamweaver

Dear Dreamweaver:

Spin the threads of my thoughts and create the peace my heart desperately needs. Place my mind in the center of all that is rejuvenating and refreshing. Embrace my soul with the sweetest taste of comfort and simply being. Plant in my self the night’s most dedicated angels, to protect me from haunting thoughts and sleepless hours.

Of all these things, I wish for those here on WordPress.

Namastè 🙏🏼

Good Night!

Nova 🌸

A Bit UNLIKE me

I’m just going to take a brief 3.345632435 mins and be completely UNLIKE myself…

(This is OK! We ALL need to do this periodically! If you judge me, you can fuck off too. K? ok!)

He said shit that made him look like one 42 year old whiny ass bitch. He said shit that clearly labeled me his “option”. He verbalized his belief in Nova’s choice to “walk away”. Among so many other excuses as to why he no longer resides in my life… Or in as much in my heart, as he once did.

So… to that, I say

FUCK YOU for not realizing entitlement isn’t what you have!

My heart is no longer in your hands.

My body isn’t your place to worship.

My lips are not for your pleasure.

My love is no longer available to you.

You can FUCK OFF with your stupid winy shit about past heartaches and all the “effort” you said you put into people who didn’t want to be in your life…. Because Me… I wanted to be there… and you found every reason to place blame on me.

Inspiration Award

I wanted to take a minute and thank Kristian over at Life Lessons Around The Dinner Table!

Not only has she blessed me with another award (y’all are making me blush!! 😉) but she’s blessed me with her friendship! The greatest gift of true friendships is that they can happen at ANY time & feel like it’s been meant to be before it started. I’ve laughed with and loved this lady for a lifetime, and didn’t know how much till I met her.

Cherish those kinds of friendships, everyone! They’re everything life is about! Thank You Lovely for this Inspiration Award!!

A few others that have inspired me to continue writing, open up about my personal story (my life), and dust myself off when I felt defeated are the following:

  • Light Motifs: She’s a strong and independent woman & writer. She’s isn’t afraid to be vulnerable and transparent. I admire her real and rawness!
  • Blog of the Wolf Boy: Mathew is an indescribable character. He’s bold and brave, ready to take on nearly every challenge that I tend to unintentionally send him. LOL He’s super supportive and values feedback. He’s such an inspirational writer.
  • J.H.Ward Blog: James is another writer that has inspired me to remain here and keep being “me” . He’s right to the point with his writing and rarely hesitates to state what’s on his mind. He’s brave and unapologetic.

Choices

Who you are

Who you become

What you believe

What you feel

What you wear

Who is in your immediate circle

Who deserves to stay there

What you have for breakfast

If you do or don’t follow the law

Whether or not you drink and drive

What comes out of your mouth

What you do with the information given to you

How you handle attitude

How you feel about prostitution

How you feel about abortions

Where you are on a Friday night

Where your life is headed

Where you hanging out on a Sunday

Where you going to get that paper to pay the bills.

There is an unlimited amount of choices you make in your lifetime. Some seem really insignificant, but they do matter. All of your choices matter… because they influence your next one. They’re an endless chain of decisions that result in consequences… that create your life.. Your identity!

Choose them wisely 💖