Day: December 5, 2018

Old Cottage of Secrets

These days these pages

Hold the deepest truths of my heart.

There’s so much unsaid, so much I absolutely wouldn’t disclose.. because no one could understand.

Have no doubt I’m strong; but I’ve moments where I stumble.. where I tremble.

My days are loaded buckets of mixed emotions,

Me trying to make sense of them.

Time is ungracious when something settles upon me.

I smile, I write, but my hidden world within, often takes precedence over the rest.

As if a cottage tucked away in the foothills, the world goes on and I recoil into my space of

matter and subconscious living.

Sometimes the quiet is all that eases my heart.

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Music Chain 🎵

Let’s do one long list of songs?? Whada say?!!

Here’s a list of ideas of which should help you pick a song OR TWO…

Which song is a reflection of your present life?

Which song would you play for an ex?

Which song would be funny to you if you were drunk?

Which song do you want played at your funeral?

Which song was released the year you were born?

Which song was popular when you were in high school?

Which song helped you through an ugly and difficult time in your life?

Which song is your favorite love song ?

Which is your favorite pick me up song?

Sorry, not Sorry

           — Demi Lovato

Add your song choice in a comment below….. 

Song Challenge

I’m joining The Haunted Wordsmith in the 30-Day Song Challenge 🎶🎹🎵🎤

A Whiter Shade of Pale
25 or 6 to 4
Summer of ‘69

F**k You

Time of My Life


Friday Night Comedy

” This stand-up comedian is actually funny!” Ezra thought to herself. “His material is refreshing and new. What a perfect choice for a date!” Her thoughts continued. At this stage in the game, if the individual doesn’t have the crowd laughing after 2 minutes, they best return to their day jobs.

The comedy club had opened at the end of September, and Ezra had passed by several times. She’s wanted to visit, but she’s dedicated to her work, and that occupies most of her waking hours.

On one particular Monday, she woke later than usual. The Bachelorette party extended the entire length of the weekend, and she desperately needed her latte. It was a still dark outside, which challenged her greater to wake up. “Angelina’s Sip and Sweets has the best. Mmmmm, I can almost taste it.” she uttered slowed, finally rolling out of bed. Roughly ten minutes later, she was out of the shower, and buttoning her favorite red pleated blouse. With only an hour until she’s due to check in, she grabbed her keys by the stand-up mixer, and headed out the door.

This area of New York is such a bustling place of personal shops, visitors, and children at play. Sitting on Aubergine Avenue, right outside of Manhattan, Ezra loved it here, especially during Christmas.

It was home, her favorite place in the entire world. Every year, on the first Saturday in December, she’d join her two best friends, Jose and Kim, for lunch. Jose was an architect from Up State NY! He reconstructed the fifth wing of the Pentagon, after 9-11. Ezra always thought him to be a stand-up guy, protective and charming. He’d be quite a catch for any man. Kim is a dance instructor from downtown NYC. She’s been dancing since she was three, and immediately feel in love.

That morning, she made it to the cafe in plenty of time, there was hardly a line since it was fairly early yet. She eagerly made her way up to the counter and ordered her mocha latte! Her taste buds were salivating; her blood level was dangerously close to normal. The associate finally handed her the hot drink and bid her good day.

No sooner did she have but two delicious sips, this man flew in from out of who knows where and runs right into her. The drink landed all over her, and the gentleman appeared embarrassingly sympathetic. ” I’m terribly sorry!” His eyes told her. She couldn’t speak. He was dashingly handsome, and words would only make the situation more awkward.

As the audience erupted with delightful laughter, Ezra smiled happily at Mark. If it weren’t for that incident that morning, she never would have met James’ cousin, the love of her life.

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Gift of yourself 🎄

Hear is love for you:

Love Yourself so that you RECOGNIZE alone isn’t LONELY

You are OK… being alone with your badass self!

You are OK being at home, on your day off, decorating for Christmas, catching up on that book list you’ve been wanting to read, watching the makeup tutorials or moving around your place.

Recognize alone means you are doing life for you! You’re OK with quiet, you’re OK with your thoughts, who you are, comfortable with just as things are…

Being alone means you are single… Putting yourself first… Embracing your talents and interests, investing and promising to yourself. You are nurturing and guiding yourself to a higher self.

You decide your looks. You decide your morals and believes… All that does and /or doesn’t matter. You create your life, who you are. No one lives your life ; no one else is going to walk your steps… No one else will deal with your consequences. Your life is YOURS!

That’s the beginning of being comfortable, whether you’re with someone or not. That’s the beginning of the journey, because it’s you coming to know who you are. As you continue to travel that road, you realize that power of choice.

The rest of us don’t need to know, you are not in need of our validating… You only need one… YOURS! You first must embrace your confidence within yourself, for your life.

NOW…..

Being lonely is an Emptiness… It has absolutely NOTHING to do with relationship status. There are celebrities that are the loneliest. They’re committing suicide because money isn’t satisfying the human need of “purpose”. Loneliness is a character trait, alone is a status.

When you’re lonely, something is missing… And you’re always trying to fill that void with something temporary.

Being lonely means you feel a need… But, hear this, that need is ONLY what’s within yourself. You will NEVER fill that need from an external source. You were created an original, from a blueprint created by The Most High… Stitched together is a beautiful collection of strengths and flaws, attributes and blessings, thoughts, talents, and stories that only you can give.

The life of loneliness is confusion and ashamed of self, astranged peace of mind, Munipulation, brokeness, judgements and bitterness…. Loneliness is a mental place…

And it’s your place… Unless you choose to redecorate.