To feel a blanket fresh out the dryer against your skin.
That first fall breeze and seeing the leaves color begin to change.
The feeling of a tight hug after a long week.
When you visualize what could be.
The smell of cinnamon & the taste of apple cider or sometimes licorice.
To love shall be sweet and sour.
Exhaling to inhale…
Rehema heart, that’s what she has.
She glides, she strides, she runs & trips. She laughs, she cries but loves to dip. Her friends her family she all adores. School is cool and dance rules. Along the way she goes, she rolls. Cheerful and loving she learns new tools. Steps up, steps back , she watches the ballerina. As she is in awe and pretends to be her. Heart beat, Heart speaks she feels her chest , knowing at an early age she’s different from the rest. Thump, thump, tick, tick , her heart , her time. This precious girl has a heart no different than mine . Cautious, cautious but full of life. She glides, she strides, she runs and slides. Heart beat , heart speaks , she’s surely unique! Dance and play. Dance and play,eat healthy and make sure your heart is okay! ❤️
Birds chirping, no visual.
Deep breaths, meditation & prayer.
Fresh coffee 😃
Her hand, her soul, her mind.She’ll be guided for self but where are you taking her? Do you know? She was once intrigued by a personality that showed character. Indeed but consistency in the being that was, faded. See, she wasn’t expecting perfection because no one is or ever will be but yet evolution. Do you know where your words are taking her? Is the atmosphere you bring your woman to something she’ll remember? Or something that will began to make her see patterns. Progress, deep breaths and new beginnings. Don’t date her and let someone ask where is he leading you and her answer not be focused & closer to God or whomever she worships. Don’t lead her to nowhere.
Never the same, never the same. 1.21 I began to notice… Who are you, who you were, when you’re around, when you’re away. Two faced, never the same, never the same. Your principles are there but the ego won’t let you breath. It won’t let you be, it won’t let you see. Not just me but we. Never the same, never the same… Consistently I watched , sat back and observed the good the bad. Never the same, never the same so what grounds would I have to base anything off of… None! Never the same, never the same, a tactic, a mind game, a sign a narcissism. Selfishness, never the same, never the same. I prayed.
Dare to remember when the package was sealed
just like you liked it but the contents of the
package weren’t of the same tact. Says alot of a
heart who sees only what they choose but not
what’s real. Self check. Matthew 8:11…
A cocoon with no dry place for it to be spun…
A footstep with no gravity…
A hug with no feeling…
No place for stability, no assurance….
Imperfect people have this power. No bondage or vail to attempt to be something that they are not because the universe has given you no choice but to humble yourself. That humility opens you up and connects you to a stream of gratefulness. Freedom. Fulfilling to be able to boldly say I’ve been through this but here’s the solution. To be confident & know you can survive. Problem solvers. Those are the people who will last.
When it hits you, everything that was ever thrown your way will be clearer than ever why. The rim of becoming one with self. Knowing your flaws & strengths is the most powerful state of being. Your mind is clear & you know exactly what it is you want from life. That point, is where I’ve shed all of what I was holding to, to step into a new self. This new self can’t survive with the old side by side. That point is beautiful & scary. When it’s time you’ll know. You’ll grow & never look back.
Missing the connection to someone special because they aren’t what you feel you’re “attracted” to… Quite puzzling that as you grow those views change and your eyes open to feeling and who actually may be best for you isn’t what you pictured them to be. Opening your heart can be a scary thing. Past relationships or friendship that didn’t end well play a role in these things. Maturing to what true isn’t about settling, it’s being honest about who meets your needs and who makes it a mutual risk. Love is a risk. But if done correctly it can be a risk that leads to a beautiful union. Wherever you are in life there is someone who will accept you as you are. Not where you’ll be six months from now or a in an year from now. But the being that you are in this breath right this instant. So if you gain someone who truly shows concern. Never jeopardize that for lust. A blessing they are or the blessing you could be to someone shouldnt be taken lightly for vain or judgemental views. A blank slate in what’s real. What’s true you’ll feel, it won’t be perfect but it’ll be great for the eye of what’s real.