http://www.christianhusbands.org/writings/responsibility.html
The bible talks about there being a particular type of woman that men should want to marry, and it made me think, there must be one about men, so I looked it up on google and that is where I found the link posted above. Men talk so much about the type of woman they want, how she should be, dress, traits they want her to have, etc but I have always wondered about men, and what to look for, and this changes everything.
There are four areas that men need to have in order to make a good Christian man, and if looking for more, a good Christian husband. I thought it was really neat and informative, and of course I went to the bible to find out more information, and I think it is great how when you want to know something, the bible is there for you to find it. Sometimes its in a hidden message but you have to dig to find it. Proverbs 31:10 talks about the type of woman, a woman of virtue, which sadly these days its hard to find, but we are out there. So, the main point of this blog is to emphasize to men, to please, do not think you cannot hold these traits that God declares all men should have, if you are expecting your woman, the one you want to be with to have the traits you want, loving, caring, strong, ambitious, and can hold things down when you cannot, you need to be able to do the same for her. It is not about one person when it comes to relationships, just know that both parties need attention, and the right kind goes a long way. You cannot demand a man to be like this, but you can encourage him to be a better person if you notice he is straying. Okay, I wont make it a long blog, I am working on my blogs being shorter than normal. Work in Progress.
Signed;
GyftedArtyst
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
ABG turns ABW
Check out this link: http://www.bullyingcanada.ca/index.php, and this on: http://www.redcross.ca/article.asp?id=24700&tid=108, and last one: http://www.stopabully.ca/
So this is part two of my response. But it is no longer bout being an Awkward Black Girl, the title has changed to an Angry Black Woman but for a reason. This time, it's not about men.
A week ago I came across a gossip site which brought the attention of two suicides. Two young girls has both hung themselves because they were both bullied in school. This drew my attention because I was bullied when I was in high school., not as badly when I was younger, but in High School it was all about who was more popular, who could afford this and that, and who was prettier. Most times I never made either list and i was happy, because I did not care. But I look back now and I kept it together. My sisters helped me change a lot about myself at the same time encouraging me to love who I was. Being different made you an easy target for bullying and my hope and prayer is that more people will take a stand and stand with their kids. If your kids refuses to get out of bed, there is a problem. Do not ignore it, do something about it. Your child is your responsibility, not the schools. Last year while I was working I had to spend two weeks with my cousins because their parents and mine and gone out of the country for a family event. My sister joined me a couple of days later. While at work I got phone call telling me about an incident involving my younger cousin at school. I froze, and kept myself from losing my mind. Not knowing how to help her or what to do I took time to breathe. If this is what a parent goes through when it comes to handling these types of problems, I hope I did the right thing. I ask what happened, asked how my lil girl was doing, and told my sister thanks for letting me know, and she explained that other family had stepped in as well. I could have left but there was someone closer to her than me, and I knew I probably would not have been much help. Kids are cruel. What happened to my cousin could have beat her up emotionally but she is a strong person and has a big heart. She made it through fine, but I know it wasn't easy. Kids showed up at her home threatening her and I got concerned. Her older sister had to pick her up from school to make sure she was not picked on or hurt anymore. That is why I love my family. They will stand beside each other know matter what.
So now the world is accepting people who are different, and it's about time we stopped hurting others. I know that when one bullies another, it is because the one doing the bullying is not getting enough love at home, and needs an outlet, so they find the easiest, softest target and shoot away. I don't want to sound violent but bullying has gone too far, and there should be a law against it otherwise we will lose more youth, and parents will never recover from burying their child.
It all starts at home. Look at the Columbine Shootings, those kids were messed up, the Dawson College shooting in Montreal, it breaks my heart to think about the issues going on in families...I wish I could wish it all away but we know that won't happen, but we should do something.
We need to do more, what more can be done?
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
So this is part two of my response. But it is no longer bout being an Awkward Black Girl, the title has changed to an Angry Black Woman but for a reason. This time, it's not about men.
A week ago I came across a gossip site which brought the attention of two suicides. Two young girls has both hung themselves because they were both bullied in school. This drew my attention because I was bullied when I was in high school., not as badly when I was younger, but in High School it was all about who was more popular, who could afford this and that, and who was prettier. Most times I never made either list and i was happy, because I did not care. But I look back now and I kept it together. My sisters helped me change a lot about myself at the same time encouraging me to love who I was. Being different made you an easy target for bullying and my hope and prayer is that more people will take a stand and stand with their kids. If your kids refuses to get out of bed, there is a problem. Do not ignore it, do something about it. Your child is your responsibility, not the schools. Last year while I was working I had to spend two weeks with my cousins because their parents and mine and gone out of the country for a family event. My sister joined me a couple of days later. While at work I got phone call telling me about an incident involving my younger cousin at school. I froze, and kept myself from losing my mind. Not knowing how to help her or what to do I took time to breathe. If this is what a parent goes through when it comes to handling these types of problems, I hope I did the right thing. I ask what happened, asked how my lil girl was doing, and told my sister thanks for letting me know, and she explained that other family had stepped in as well. I could have left but there was someone closer to her than me, and I knew I probably would not have been much help. Kids are cruel. What happened to my cousin could have beat her up emotionally but she is a strong person and has a big heart. She made it through fine, but I know it wasn't easy. Kids showed up at her home threatening her and I got concerned. Her older sister had to pick her up from school to make sure she was not picked on or hurt anymore. That is why I love my family. They will stand beside each other know matter what.
So now the world is accepting people who are different, and it's about time we stopped hurting others. I know that when one bullies another, it is because the one doing the bullying is not getting enough love at home, and needs an outlet, so they find the easiest, softest target and shoot away. I don't want to sound violent but bullying has gone too far, and there should be a law against it otherwise we will lose more youth, and parents will never recover from burying their child.
It all starts at home. Look at the Columbine Shootings, those kids were messed up, the Dawson College shooting in Montreal, it breaks my heart to think about the issues going on in families...I wish I could wish it all away but we know that won't happen, but we should do something.
We need to do more, what more can be done?
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Saturday, November 26, 2011
ABGResponse
Part One
I have struggled with this blog for a while now, and I have decided to do it in parts because this hits close to home.
I was born in Zambia, left when I was a year and a half, I spent the first ten years of my life in the valley, Annapolis. I went to school there, church, I had a while life there. I lived amongst my friends, my neighbors and I all went to the same school, we all got alone, and my race was never an issue. Than when I was in my last year of grade five, my dad accepted a position to be a pastor at a church in the city so the whole family moved to the city. I did not like the city. I loved the valley, that was my home, but change is a part of life, so off we went. We landed in the city, lived in a couple of homes before the final move to Cole Harbor the year I was in grade eight. Since than we never moved again. I explain this because it is relevant to my post. While in school, I stuck out because I was different. In elementary school my sisters and I were the only black students besides a few mixed race kids. At this time, none of that mattered. But once we hit the city, race became an issue. I had been surrounded by Caucasians my whole life, and now being thrown into a a new setting with Black Nova Scotians, and other diverse cultures, it made me see that there was more to life than the life I had previously. I did not fit in at all, it took me a while to settle in, but I was able to make friends. I had different friends circles. Some days I would sit with one group, other times, I sat with some nerds, but often I just kinda went with the crowd. I cannot remember everything to detail, but I know I had trouble keeping friends. I don't remember much about junior high school, but high school was where I finally came into my own skin, and started to really discover who I was. I was a part of groups that allowed me to express who I was, even if I did not know what to do most of the time. I love to dance but am not a dancer...I had been writing though, short stories, poems, random thoughts. High school was when the awkwardness came out. First year, I had my own way of doing things, and that made me a target for bullying. It never got out of hand, but it made me feel more aware of myself. The names I was called were never bitter names but the fact that complete strangers though that they could say stuff, I am not sure if they were tempting or provoking a fight to see what I would do, but I never fought back. I was told if I had nothing nice to say, not to say anything at all. So I kept quiet. Over time , I grew more of a back bone and was able to really stand up for my self more. Being awkward is not fun, or at least back than it wasn't, but now, I am learning to embrace who I am, and accepting my self for who I am because loving my self is more important than please people who do not know me or appreciate other personalities. The road does not get any easier, but it will be better for yourself, like me, to just accept who you are instead of trying to be someone else for someone else.
Check back for Part Two:
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
I have struggled with this blog for a while now, and I have decided to do it in parts because this hits close to home.
I was born in Zambia, left when I was a year and a half, I spent the first ten years of my life in the valley, Annapolis. I went to school there, church, I had a while life there. I lived amongst my friends, my neighbors and I all went to the same school, we all got alone, and my race was never an issue. Than when I was in my last year of grade five, my dad accepted a position to be a pastor at a church in the city so the whole family moved to the city. I did not like the city. I loved the valley, that was my home, but change is a part of life, so off we went. We landed in the city, lived in a couple of homes before the final move to Cole Harbor the year I was in grade eight. Since than we never moved again. I explain this because it is relevant to my post. While in school, I stuck out because I was different. In elementary school my sisters and I were the only black students besides a few mixed race kids. At this time, none of that mattered. But once we hit the city, race became an issue. I had been surrounded by Caucasians my whole life, and now being thrown into a a new setting with Black Nova Scotians, and other diverse cultures, it made me see that there was more to life than the life I had previously. I did not fit in at all, it took me a while to settle in, but I was able to make friends. I had different friends circles. Some days I would sit with one group, other times, I sat with some nerds, but often I just kinda went with the crowd. I cannot remember everything to detail, but I know I had trouble keeping friends. I don't remember much about junior high school, but high school was where I finally came into my own skin, and started to really discover who I was. I was a part of groups that allowed me to express who I was, even if I did not know what to do most of the time. I love to dance but am not a dancer...I had been writing though, short stories, poems, random thoughts. High school was when the awkwardness came out. First year, I had my own way of doing things, and that made me a target for bullying. It never got out of hand, but it made me feel more aware of myself. The names I was called were never bitter names but the fact that complete strangers though that they could say stuff, I am not sure if they were tempting or provoking a fight to see what I would do, but I never fought back. I was told if I had nothing nice to say, not to say anything at all. So I kept quiet. Over time , I grew more of a back bone and was able to really stand up for my self more. Being awkward is not fun, or at least back than it wasn't, but now, I am learning to embrace who I am, and accepting my self for who I am because loving my self is more important than please people who do not know me or appreciate other personalities. The road does not get any easier, but it will be better for yourself, like me, to just accept who you are instead of trying to be someone else for someone else.
Check back for Part Two:
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Friday, November 18, 2011
IndependentOrDependent/Communicate
http://www.essence.com/2011/11/17/real-talk-tyrese-says-you-need-a-man/
So....Black ...women are in this conversation more than any other race that I know of...That I have read of. You see, Black women do love their Black men, but we have a very big communication problem. Black women would prefer that their man come already trained to help out in the kitchen, help around the house, pick up the kids, contribute, and eventually, marry the woman they have shared a few years with. Instead, we have Black couples divorcing after such a short period of time. Divorcing after a year or two, and all we can ask is, "Why go through with it knowing it's for life, and your not sure?" Eva Longoria married Tony Parker and they divorced, but he did cheat. However, vows do say through thick and thin. I'm not saying forgive him right away, but he has to know he did wrong, pay for it, and find a way to gain your trust back. For celebrities its worse. Now a days the B-ball players just want to have fun, they don't care if they are married or not. The wives know what they are getting into. It's all about the money in the end. Whether they fight the press about it for years, we know money is the reason most B-ball players find those wives who just want access into clubs, booze, and to be flown all over the world wearing hideous looking clothes they think are gorgeous. But the real deal is within our own people. A good Black woman will show her man she appreciates him. But the Black man needs to stop being pampered 24/7 and pamper her back. Your wife does NOT replace your mother. You need to get that out if your head. Be the man, you have a job to, and its more than to just bring home the bacon. Dating outside the race has always been a problem, but now the topic is just out of hand. Movies such as "Something New" Which showed that no matter how for you are for your own man, he could be successful, gorgeous, have it all, but he could be boring as anything and just want to be at home and work. That is boring. So she went for the White guy because he made her laugh, smile, and was outgoing. People stared, and whispered, but who cares???????? Why do us girls, Black girls care so much about what people think about us? Do they pay your bills? They are just jealous because you found a good man who will honor you for life. Nobody else matters except for the people you pick. Family will always support you even if they do not like the choice you make. It's their job to stand behind you because in the end, all family want is for you to be happy.
Now I kinda went a bit off track, so to come back to my title...Women have leaned on men for decades until we were given rights to vote, work, and do other things. Now, we want to be independent, bu the man wants us to lean on him. It can get messy but if you just sit and talk things out with your spouse, it's not as hard as you make it out to be. Honesty is a good policy. If you do not learn to trust in you relationship, you will struggle with everything else and life is too short. Let him spoil you, let him treat you, no harm in that. But talk about things in a calm and respectful manner without yelling and trying to hurt each other.
Loving is so important yet this world would rather us kill each other. Let's not do that. Treasure life, communicate in a decent manner, and learn to be open, kind, and respectful.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
So....Black ...women are in this conversation more than any other race that I know of...That I have read of. You see, Black women do love their Black men, but we have a very big communication problem. Black women would prefer that their man come already trained to help out in the kitchen, help around the house, pick up the kids, contribute, and eventually, marry the woman they have shared a few years with. Instead, we have Black couples divorcing after such a short period of time. Divorcing after a year or two, and all we can ask is, "Why go through with it knowing it's for life, and your not sure?" Eva Longoria married Tony Parker and they divorced, but he did cheat. However, vows do say through thick and thin. I'm not saying forgive him right away, but he has to know he did wrong, pay for it, and find a way to gain your trust back. For celebrities its worse. Now a days the B-ball players just want to have fun, they don't care if they are married or not. The wives know what they are getting into. It's all about the money in the end. Whether they fight the press about it for years, we know money is the reason most B-ball players find those wives who just want access into clubs, booze, and to be flown all over the world wearing hideous looking clothes they think are gorgeous. But the real deal is within our own people. A good Black woman will show her man she appreciates him. But the Black man needs to stop being pampered 24/7 and pamper her back. Your wife does NOT replace your mother. You need to get that out if your head. Be the man, you have a job to, and its more than to just bring home the bacon. Dating outside the race has always been a problem, but now the topic is just out of hand. Movies such as "Something New" Which showed that no matter how for you are for your own man, he could be successful, gorgeous, have it all, but he could be boring as anything and just want to be at home and work. That is boring. So she went for the White guy because he made her laugh, smile, and was outgoing. People stared, and whispered, but who cares???????? Why do us girls, Black girls care so much about what people think about us? Do they pay your bills? They are just jealous because you found a good man who will honor you for life. Nobody else matters except for the people you pick. Family will always support you even if they do not like the choice you make. It's their job to stand behind you because in the end, all family want is for you to be happy.
Now I kinda went a bit off track, so to come back to my title...Women have leaned on men for decades until we were given rights to vote, work, and do other things. Now, we want to be independent, bu the man wants us to lean on him. It can get messy but if you just sit and talk things out with your spouse, it's not as hard as you make it out to be. Honesty is a good policy. If you do not learn to trust in you relationship, you will struggle with everything else and life is too short. Let him spoil you, let him treat you, no harm in that. But talk about things in a calm and respectful manner without yelling and trying to hurt each other.
Loving is so important yet this world would rather us kill each other. Let's not do that. Treasure life, communicate in a decent manner, and learn to be open, kind, and respectful.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
BlessedBeyondBelief/YetBodyBreakingDown
As grateful as I am for the fact that four companies want to hire me, the process literally had me almost asleep at the wheel the past few days. I had four job interviews in two days. Three women's stores want to hire me by the end of the week...I have been job hunting for the past nine months so I am grateful for the positive outcomes happening now, but it's been a toll on the body. What do I do?? (in shock, face in hands). The past few days had me thinking to myself, we spend so much time trying to impress people, give the right answers, find the right job, spending hours doing so many things that by the time we are done, our body shuts down and that is not good. It is required that we get 8 hours of sleep so out body can rest, relax, cleanse from the day, and re-energize in order to be fresh and enthusiastic for the next day. Why not sleep, and work all night? If it doesn't get done, tell your boss to go somewhere (seriously, you are only human) If he thinks you can perform miracles in an eight hour work day he must think he hired superman. We only have on superman...You have 24 hours in a day. Nobody should get up at 6am, to be at work for 8, to get off at either 5 or 6 to get home soo late you either just see your kids going down for bed, or you arrive in time for supper, barely letting yourself relax before you work on other things. Life has just made us soooo busy. And the worst part is the holidays. Every holiday we over due ourselves. Thanksgiving, you hae to buy all the ingredients. Christmas, that is the most expensive time of year. One night, oh so funny, my parents had gone to Sobeys and had bought a whole bunch of groceries, only to find out that we had no space in our trunk because it was filled with, lol kinda gross but funny, garbage. haha so he had to ask a stafff member to help him unload his garbage to fit in his groceries, My dad just wanted to make sure the food got home. He' a funny guy, and only means well. He just wants a nice home for his kids to live in but he forgot to get rid of the stuff he through out.
ANYWAY...
So yeah, no matter how busy you are, NEVER let work, other activities, even your kids or your friends convince you that you need to be so busy. Take a day off, go to the spa, go see a funny movie, go have a drink, even if you have never had alcohol, go check out an art gallery and enjoy some beautiful artwork. Do something other than what you normally do...Give yourself a break.
This might sound like, but I have had one of those days where I just felt like my body was glued to my bed...Not for sleep, but because moving and walking became so hard that I could barely make a phone call...Be kind to your body, eat right, sleep, exercise, drink fluids, life is too short, so be nice to your body.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
ANYWAY...
So yeah, no matter how busy you are, NEVER let work, other activities, even your kids or your friends convince you that you need to be so busy. Take a day off, go to the spa, go see a funny movie, go have a drink, even if you have never had alcohol, go check out an art gallery and enjoy some beautiful artwork. Do something other than what you normally do...Give yourself a break.
This might sound like, but I have had one of those days where I just felt like my body was glued to my bed...Not for sleep, but because moving and walking became so hard that I could barely make a phone call...Be kind to your body, eat right, sleep, exercise, drink fluids, life is too short, so be nice to your body.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
SixWeeks
So just under a week ago, I decided to go through a trial and error phase for 6 weeks to change things up a bit and see if I can turn some results around. Not saying I did not before, I like trying new things and being different and being bold, but I have decided to give 100% in order to receive 100%. This includes more time with God, time with family and friends, sharing things that matter, changing my wardrobe, I will be 25 in just under three months and I felt a change was due. Why wait until next year? So for the rest of the year, my goal is to dress fab wherever I go, try new styles, new shades of make-up, earrings, go harder on the job hunting, which by the way, has made for some good progress. I booked three interviews, well four, but I already had one. Three for Wed, and I am feeling pretty good about each of them. It's for the holidays. So I have been doing my homework, doing my research about each job. I am working on my life plan. So much has happened over the past couple of years, and more recently this past year, I have made a lot of discoveries about my self, and never did I think I would become a poet, blogger, and an entrepreneur, yes soon I will be selling hair, I don't have any one me, but I am in the middle of great business plan. I have always wanted to own my own business, but never knew what steps to take, how to make them happen, but I have a huge network that it's impossible to think it cannot work. It can and it will.
I will do my best to show you the new places I check out, outfits, things I discover, and share my journey with you. I'm a few days behind, but I am working on confidence with every outfit and learning to be sexy and love my body. No more cute and adorable, it's time to become the grown and sexy woman I know I am, and remind everyone that I am not a little girl anymore...I am growing up and I hope that you can all take this journey with me. :)
I'm excited, a little nervous, I am also hoping to be able to meet new people, and try new event that I have never considered before...Being different and stepping outside of my box. You should try it.
I also want to point out an event at Saint Mary's University on the 24th of November...From 8-11pm, I am one of the poets, and will be showcasing my lovely work, a poem I wrote and a duet poem a friend and I will perform together at the Gorsebrook. It's on campus, its by donation, funds will go to the Watoto Children's Choir so I urge all to go and check it out...And support local and incredible poetic talent. For more info, (although that is pretty much it, check out the link below.
https://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=217220615012758
Bring friends and family, and an open mind to hear some great people speak.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
I will do my best to show you the new places I check out, outfits, things I discover, and share my journey with you. I'm a few days behind, but I am working on confidence with every outfit and learning to be sexy and love my body. No more cute and adorable, it's time to become the grown and sexy woman I know I am, and remind everyone that I am not a little girl anymore...I am growing up and I hope that you can all take this journey with me. :)
I'm excited, a little nervous, I am also hoping to be able to meet new people, and try new event that I have never considered before...Being different and stepping outside of my box. You should try it.
I also want to point out an event at Saint Mary's University on the 24th of November...From 8-11pm, I am one of the poets, and will be showcasing my lovely work, a poem I wrote and a duet poem a friend and I will perform together at the Gorsebrook. It's on campus, its by donation, funds will go to the Watoto Children's Choir so I urge all to go and check it out...And support local and incredible poetic talent. For more info, (although that is pretty much it, check out the link below.
https://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=217220615012758
Bring friends and family, and an open mind to hear some great people speak.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Thursday, November 10, 2011
InterestingLinks
So...I was going to blog about how little sleep I got last night, but I decided to blog about some links I came across today which I found very helpful, and will use in my own personal use...And later, will share if I have any success with either or all of them...What on earth am I talking about?????
I have always been an avid Essence reader. I would buy every magazine until I decided to save some $$$ and just go online. If it wasn't online, than I'd buy the magazine.
Here are some links I came across today:
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/25/modern-day-matchmaker-how-to-tell-if-youre-dating-a-man-or-a-boy/
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/18/modern-day-matchmaker-9-things-you-didnt-know-about-black-love/
http://www.essence.com/2011/11/01/modern-day-matchmaker-the-secret-to-finding-your-idris-or-denzel/
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/12/girls-best-friend-you-need-a-love-to-do-list/
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/11/modern-day-matchmaker-10-pick-up-lines-hell-go-for/
Enjoy and share your thoughts.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
I have always been an avid Essence reader. I would buy every magazine until I decided to save some $$$ and just go online. If it wasn't online, than I'd buy the magazine.
Here are some links I came across today:
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/25/modern-day-matchmaker-how-to-tell-if-youre-dating-a-man-or-a-boy/
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/18/modern-day-matchmaker-9-things-you-didnt-know-about-black-love/
http://www.essence.com/2011/11/01/modern-day-matchmaker-the-secret-to-finding-your-idris-or-denzel/
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/12/girls-best-friend-you-need-a-love-to-do-list/
http://www.essence.com/2011/10/11/modern-day-matchmaker-10-pick-up-lines-hell-go-for/
Enjoy and share your thoughts.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Everything
Everything changed. If you had been there, you would know what I mean. Poets4Change brought out a me I have been fighting to bring out, but was not sure how, or when it would happen. I delivered a poem for the first time in I don't know how many years. I have been going to Poetry nights and poetry events, and speaking, but yet, none of them compared to Wednesday night. Everything has changed. I spoke with passion, and with pride, and my goal is to learn to take what I do seriously. I am going to start allowing people to get to know me in three minutes. I want them to know who I am as a poet, and why this works for me.
Do not get the wrong idea, I come from a great family. Amazing parents, great siblings, we talk, share, laugh, and we help each other out, but there are times when we also hold back. I don't share as much because sometimes it is hard, but I know family is all we have in the end. Being a poet has made me emotional, more aware, and willing to just give it all I've got because I have a purpose and a reason for being a poet, and it is not just to be on stage to look pretty and search for gorgeous men, it's a bonus if I find one, but my point is that I am willing to let it go, regardless who what you or other's say. Loving what I do is all that matters and if how I do it bothers you, than you can go somewhere else...(Ranty like from this side but it happens). So I am urging and encouraging all to never give up on your dreams, to stick to your gut, your first love, and take yourself as high as you can go.
Be who you are and people will respect you. I am learning that now.
God bless
Signed:
Gyfted Artyst
Do not get the wrong idea, I come from a great family. Amazing parents, great siblings, we talk, share, laugh, and we help each other out, but there are times when we also hold back. I don't share as much because sometimes it is hard, but I know family is all we have in the end. Being a poet has made me emotional, more aware, and willing to just give it all I've got because I have a purpose and a reason for being a poet, and it is not just to be on stage to look pretty and search for gorgeous men, it's a bonus if I find one, but my point is that I am willing to let it go, regardless who what you or other's say. Loving what I do is all that matters and if how I do it bothers you, than you can go somewhere else...(Ranty like from this side but it happens). So I am urging and encouraging all to never give up on your dreams, to stick to your gut, your first love, and take yourself as high as you can go.
Be who you are and people will respect you. I am learning that now.
God bless
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Gyfted Artyst
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