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Disclaimer: Not all reflections are good I walk among criminals. You define these monsters as professionals because they dress and speak a certain way. They are educated ( or so they think) and in most cases are able to assume a role of power and status because of the occupation they call their career. Let’s be real, the face of corruption is just as bad in the corporate world, as the drug lord hiring the pushers to destroy a community’s youth. There is much to dislike in this world . There is so much abundance and yet the level of poverty rises, just like the tides of hate. Who the hell do you think you are? Who are you really when you pay your taxes and bills and everything which is declared as compulsory on your paycheck? Who the hell do you think you are when you go out to work every single day and expect a fair days pay for a fair days work? How dare you live your life anymore with expectations of anything good? Who the hell died and told you that you ca...

An adventure awaits... We are limited only by what we 'choose not to know'. Early last year I started to blog on a social media platform which is Spanish in origin - beBee.com . I was invited to visit the site and began publishing soon after. Its been a rollercoaster of learning and understanding people, their cultures and languages! Indeed, there is a very diverse range of cultures which we would never know, unless we choose to go out and find it. There is much to learn from what we do not understand because we have never had an experience. The internet has made it possible for us to interact and interface with many countries and languages, and its all fascinating. My reverie  As a teenager I studied Spanish in school. I did not wish to learn Spanish, I was drawn to French, but they were a pair, and to do one you had to accept the other. There was a fieldtrip to Venezuela, which is very close to Trinidad, but my mother could not afford to send me. I did not go ...

A Time to reflect Today is Good Friday . Unlike most days it a day which comes around annually and reminds Christians and persons who believe in Jesus Christ, that he lived and died for us. Last Sunday I attended a show produced by a church I attend. The youths gave a wonderful moving enactment of the loss felt by those around Jesus when he died. I was moved to tears by the way the girl in the role of Mary- Jesus's mother acted. It was gut wrenching. For the first time in my 47 years I was able to connect with the pain of the mother of Jesus. It was painful. When a mother loses a child the pain would be indescribable. I have an inkling, from a time when I thought my first born son was dead in an accident. There was that moment when I cried out ," Lord, please I will give anything, just don't take my son, please let him be alive." There was also another occasion when my second son had major surgery and almost died right after. For days, I prayed and crie...

Keeping YOU in my loop! To all my followers and readers. I appreciate your support. 2017 has been good. It has brought some challenges which can only make me stronger and maybe change my vision on what I expect for the future. This blog is import to me because you read, share and are a part of my world. For 2017, I made a decision to try to streamline my online musings and content into different categories. Business and career categories will overlap when it comes to my blog platform, because life is not one dimensional. There are many personal reflections on a wide range of topics which will only be published here though shared sometimes on other sites from time to time. We will see how this works and will review as we move forward. I'm also publishing on Medium some specific posts/articles via Thrive Global and Marketing &Growth Hacking publishing sites. The stories on both are quite good and also including links to these home pages. When I publish there I wi...

When I was pregnant with my first son, my father and the father of my firstborn wanted me to have an abortion. I was almost eighteen and preparing to go to London to continue my education at my father's home. Those plans were cancelled because I choose to have my first son. I made that choice and this year my son will be thirty. Having him was a struggle, but I made the decision because of my belief in everyone being responsible for their life and their actions. Making the decision to keep my pregnancy was hard. I had no money, no job, no support systems. I had my faith and my unquestionable love for Jesus Christ and the belief that no matter what he would never forsake me. I was in love and became pregnant through my own actions. There are consequences to our actions. I choose to take responsibility for my actions. Pregnancy is always a possibility when engaging in sexual activity. The Freedom to Choose Everyone should have the rig...

Writing it down Feeling great from the inside out. Countdown to the future me! Writing it down So you think there is a quick fix when it comes to weight loss? I’m sorry to tell you, first you need to define your flab and your fab for any action to work. Thought I would write myself a letter about my journey to fabulous today! For the New Year 2018 I’m going to reflect on my progress from this point and you can either bring out the champagne with me or eat some carrots as a consolation prize! I’ve had a head start and I’ve lost 2 dress sizes already, should I consider that an unfair advantage against me (haha)! It started with that photo of the woman running. I saw it above the massage bed at the physio office, and it called me. I heard it. It said run with me. One day later, I’ll answer her by writing to me! The Letter Dear Self, I’m defining my idea of ‘flab’ as the loose tire I carry around my waist. The one that falls over, but looks like ...

I have been reading and commenting on posts which have peaked my interest on the Medium platform. Many of the posts read are political satire in nature, but some cross thought lines and go deep. Here is my comment on a blog written by Dan Moore ," A letter to God from a Nervous Atheist" and published via 'The Coffeelicious' blog. "Dan, think your thoughts may reflect that of many. I believe in God. I believe his son came to earth , died for us and I believe he sees everything, and knows all before we do. I also believe he gave us freedom of choice, to believe what we want. Your message to him would have been heard if it came from your heart. You will hear him if you believe in him. It takes a lot of inner silence to hear his voice. I do wonder why he allowed that douchebag to win the USA elections, but I guess it’s because things were so good before when free choice worked. Don’t know why God allowed the devil to get Putin and his cheerleader tog...

Some Thoughts… I’ve been following the news for quite some time and hoped there would be a different ending for, the Sioux tribe reservation in Standing Rock, North- south Dakota border, USA.  That was not the case. Sometimes the fire we feel within for good to prevail over evil gets a beating. This is one of those occasions when I’m really wishing and praying for a miracle. Is oil more important than water? Is oil so important that sacred burial lands can be seized to profit the interests of the new USA president and big businesses? I was reading an article by a writer published on Medium, which I seem to do quite a bit these days and my comment on his article was as follows; "When the rich destroy the earth. Standing Rock Sioux will now forever be a stain on the USA government 2017. Big business wins and a president with friends and an interest in the project moving forward has ensured he seeks the interest of self before nation. The grabbing of lands wh...

Facing your truth The past couple weekends have found me in a place of reflection on what a few of my friends want. Its not easy to listen to folks you love share over and over the same problems and situations and hurts and keep quiet. Okay, truthfully I do give my thoughts and observations and many times I’m the devil’s advocate. Looking back I had a light bulb moment where I finally understood that everyone is where they want to be. What they want from me is consistent loyalty, and maybe not advice or my thoughts /opinions when requested. They want me to say what they want to hear. They want someone to help them validate their unhappiness or their choices. I can’t do it. As I shared with one of my friends – if you’re in a relationship which is causing you pain, you’re committing suicide. Its all self induced because we have the natural sense to know when we need to safeguard ourselves. Fight or flee? You have to choose one because as long as you stay in a toxic situation i...

In this world there will be many people we do not get a chance to meet. We won't be able to become friends or to share experiences because life ended before we met. Last year as I looked around at the many horrors that faced the world an ache came into my heart. Yes, I felt sorry and sad for the families and friends of those persons who passed on to their next life after death. While we are here on this earth, each day is an opportunity to meet someone we did not know before. There are many refugees and immigrants who have no choice but to leave their homes and families to find a place to call home. Some will be successful, and others will die trying. Is it so hard to love the person who needs a place to call home? We are absent when we are not there. This is for all the persons who lost their lives through the crimes faced from terrorism, civil unrest, genocide, famine, hate crimes against humanity. The Absent Friend I love you my friend, I did not s...

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Its that time again, and I'm just thing out loud for those who are celebrating the occasion! Don't Be My Valentine I'm not looking for roses, Don't send me a bouquet. I'm not feeling for your chocolates Don't get me started on even cake I'm not feeling for the date night Nor the sentiments of love Why do you wait on Valentines Day To give me all the above? I'm not feeling for your phone call To ask me out, for dinner this time I'm not waiting for a special song The one, that says "you'll always be mine" I'm not trying to be difficult Really, I'm not sure you can see Why do you wait for Valentines Day To say - I love you, my boo, my baby? I'm not going to try to tell you About all the days you made me cry I'm not even going to give you One more reason, to stay at my side I'm still the person you met so long ago The one you promised to be faithful to Why should I wait for just one day To...

Change at any age This all started when I read an article on Medium “ I’m learning to code at 56. Here’s an epic beat-down of my inner critical self.” by VM Vaughn . The guy is a bit older than I am and he has the guts to try coding — something I want to try. It was a real ‘soul bearing’ post, with a lot of lessons on being open to change — whatever your age! If you have not read it, I’m urging you to take a read. Its all about perspectives There is a whole lot of baloney we can buy into, if we keep our heads firmly buried in the sand. Think I managed to yank my very dusty head out of the rubble of misconception recently, when I decided to tackle League of Legends. Yes. I did it. If there are any parents, older feeling folks, sanctimonious religious people, narrow minded oblivious brethren, and archaic thinking soothsayers, my advice to you is — try it! I like the way the game played me. It really did, and I enjoyed my first efforts so much, it only took twelve hours to...

D-WORDSLAYER: Storytelling , Orientation & Me : Growing up I never thought I was poor until someone said I was. Did I believe them -no, because poverty was associated with no place to...

Mr. Achilles and my heel! I had to see a new doctor today for an evaluation. I’m just so tired of having to rehash  November, 2014. I’d like to forget it. Every time I think I’ve crossed that bridge, someone asks that innocent question – so tell me what happened? Yes, big girls cry. Big men cry to. Crying children get lots of cuddles and support. Us, big folks, we try to go undercover, with the sunshades, or silly excuses.  Sometimes we get a cuddle, or that look that says, “grow some balls, you’re too big to still cry.” Avoidance may not be the solution but I’m not sure rehashing the past over and over makes any sense . Hmm, but why the tears, I wonder. I like being considered strong, fierce, and kickass capable of fixing anything. How do you move from the flying hero zone to the flipside of a small sentence. Whatever happened to my resilience, bouncing back, more than a cat with nine lives. Hmm, I’m guessing  Mr. Achilles found my heel and took great pleasur...

Hot topics… It can be difficult to press that publish button sometimes. It’s especially hard for me when the subject matter can generate angry negative feelings. Everyone will never share the same point of view on Religion, Sex , Politics. These are ‘hot topics’ and its like striking a match and watching a combustible response when tempers flare. I’ve been publishing some posts of a political nature and its fascinating to watch and sometimes read the comments. Its absolutely insane the way people hate or love. I’m not sure about what happened to sharing opinions and having some fiery discussions with mutual respect as the bar. Hmmm, yes, it seems people have been ignited to revel in hate and anger. The level of uncaring, and condescending disregard for those suffering or in need, makes me fierce. I want to protect and shield those who are forced into a state of loss and displacement from the anger and hatred coming from some corners of t...

D-WORDSLAYER: Let's Talk... A Love That Lasts : The courage to carry “To have a love that lasts forever, is to truly understand vows and commitment” (Eversley,2016) In all of my fo...

D-WORDSLAYER: Reflections-The Faith to Endure : Faith Whatever your beliefs or religious persuasion, there must be something which moves you to feel that joy and hope in the midst of ...

Question To Self... Do I have the skills, authority, capability, autonomy, motivation to take charge of my life? That is one of my questions to self, as I grow older. I am accountable to the 'me' I want to be, and have been throughout my life. If I want to feel empowered to succeed, follow my dreams and gain respect for accomplishments, walking the 'thought' matters. I had a discussion of sorts with my daughter, who declared at almost twenty everything she felt entitled to, with defiance and my thoughts went to 'empowerment.' Being empowered to make decisions and operate with some form of authority and autonomy has certainly been a topic of discussion for us women. Empowering our girls from an early age requires giving them the tools to move forward, and ensuring they have guidance and support systems to help them along the way. As I think about my daughter and the corporate and social world she has entered, I am reminded of my own 'rite...