ms Beautiful Thought: A blog

I'm having one of those days....but I will not let my negativity spill onto others like I at times so easily absorb others. I am learning to remove myself from people who taint my spirit; but the problem is you are not always given enough warning that it is coming. Now it's easy for You to say don't let others upset you but how easy is it for You to Do?? Today is one of those days...sometimes the pressures of the world compounded by one or two nasty remarks with attitude is all it takes to stomp you down lower then normal. So I have learned to just take time resetting my spirit in order to change the color of it. People often think experiences are one isolated situation after another...in reality they layer and are interconnected. I pray God can heal and peel your layers and mine so the ugly ones get removed. I want scars that heal to reveal new skin...not keloids. I thank God for wisdom but I also want Him to continue finishing the work in me He started so I can be free...

Myself, Beautiful Thought, am pictured with the bride after performing a poetry collaboration with Stephen Sparrow, for her wedding ceremony. I matched perfectly though I did not know prior what the wedding colors were. The groom, Byron, connected with me on Facebook after seeing me perform my 1st poetry feature at Artist Village in 2010 (His quote- "I truly enjoyed your inspiring...thought provoking... powerful words last night...may God keep using you as one of His sharpest tools. ~B. Smooth). Byron has been following my poetic growth since Fall 2010; who knew he would ask me to perform at his wedding one day. I was looking for a muse to pen my wedding day poetry but I never "found" any exactly. All the words I said were a combination of words I wrote at different points in my growth over the last two years. No one knew, not even Sparrow at first, that it was not a brand new piece. I realize now that I Am Love and what is symbolic is that all the inspiration I ...

I have been out of work since April of this year, and up until a couple days ago, my income ended with the last several hrs of vacation pay the end of April. It was discovered in June that I had a few hrs of vacation pay left and also some coworkers donated some hrs of their vacation to me. I just received it July 5. This is not a cry, this is not for sympathy, this is my testimony. God has not seen me begging or without food. As a Dept of Human Services worker I am now on the other side of the bullet-proof glass. Even my status as a worker could not speed up the process of approving my food benefits. I had to go through and wait...persevere and increase my faith until God allowed relief. All the while strengthening my resolve to be a powerful and living witness. My rent was paid this month because the money came Right on time, the very same day it would have been considered late.  But God!!!  That is to say my particular situation is "such and such", But God made a w...

So I'm currently trying to determine if God wants me to Sit Down or Push Through. Sit/Push: My computer has died /But I then retrieved the data by converting the internal drive to a portable one. Push/Sit: Went to library to send blog I wrote to the organization I'm contracted with /But as of right now I am denied access to my files on other computers because my laptop had a password. Sit: Today I left therapy hurting because recently on top of my two bulging disks in my neck & carpal tunnel syndrome, last week I was additionally diagnosed with bursitis and tedonisis in my rotator cuff in one tendon and mildly in 2 others. Push: Next I started working on my wedding poem and started to leave to go to an open mic. Sit: The cafe venue for the open mic was closed due to rain issues. I went home to find I won 2 one-yr subscriptions to Cranbrook Music Guild, the first show is not til Oct. However, I also received a cd of the Oct performer---- over 60 min of Bach Goldberg i...

My child played last night until light became dusk... Today, he is reading and logging the time spent. Interesting fact: us women as single parents that want to prepare our children to excel above mediocre have to be strong disciplinarians and require some things our kids resent. They resent it especially when they go to other homes and it is not done there and all they do is watch "stuff" on tv and play. My son is not trippin' currently and this quiet time with the tv off is going to teach him there is a time for everything, how to focus, and how to relax. All these are life lessons necessary for truly healthy development . Once they stop to focus and also begin to get used to the fact that summer is not just for playing, they will begin to realize they are actually enjoy learning. For us single parents we will likely not see our greatest reward until many years from now because kids are kids and tend to rebel somewhat when they are made to "work". When ...

TODAY….I don’t want to write about the good, the bad, and the ugly. I want to take the good, the bad, and the ugly and simply write about only the concepts. Life is full of all of the above. Let’s take what we are given and multiply it, nurture it, take advantage of it, accept it, change, rearrange it. In all we can’t give back what we are given and we will always be held accountable for our actions, for actions have consequences.  So right now, while you have time make the best of it. We all have some bad stuff in our lives now or in the past that we wish would go away. We have ugly stuff that we want to forget and maybe even hide from. Nonetheless, we also have the good stuff. Why not take the good stuff and capitalize on that. Let’s stop focusing on the negative and complaining about what we can not change. Let’s no longer be paralyzed with inaction. Take the good and change what we can about the bad and the ugly. If we can’t then let us just dwell on the beautiful, peacefu...

As I lie here half sitting, typing, and thinking, my mind reflects on what is important in life which is those who you care about and care about you. I have been forced recently, with my hands behind my back, to face and deal with concepts of death and dying. I met a middle-aged woman at work whose mother had passed away two weeks prior. She would cry off and on having buried her only a week ago; it was still a fresh wound. I had almost tried to turn her away because she was not in our zip code catchment area. However, by default I had to service her anyway. Now I was in a funky mood to start with but once she began to unravel and uncover her layers to me through her tears I shed those feelings. I began to no longer focus on myself, and my positive energies shifted toward encouraging her and lifting her spirits. I joked with the woman about her mother’s ways which had similarities to Madea. The woman told me it was the first time she had laughed in two weeks. Wh...