~ #SoulFul Therapy ~

My Post today is inspired by a recent awareness. This is not statistical facts but a small survey of people that I come in close contact with in my life. I can say that there was a time in my life where I had deep desires to want too connect with people. I considered myself a misfit didn't feel I fit in anywhere not even with my own family. Thankfully I handled that alone time well, see I was a kid who had great imagination. I would day dream for hours, I would read books and literally would feel connected the characters. I would dream about the future and design how my life should be. That got me through my awkward adolescent years. Fast forward too today....  I have noticed a trend like I said with people I know and through mutual acquaintances etc, that there is  a large amount of people who fear being alone. There may be a number of reason on how and why they have gotten too this place. The fear is becoming detrimental too the point where people are not living happ...

Lessons in Life  This Blog entry is inspired by a Facebook post that I was about to post but realized i t would be way too long ! If some of you are like me I have to be in the mood to be able read a really long status update.  I was thinking on this particular day about a major lesson I had learned. I wanted to share with my friends and followers and hopefully someone would get a profound revelation and say hey thats good or I like that lol .   On to the Lessons … Life it self is a series of lessons learned, when a person is not learning there not living. Im not going to break down my whole life full of lessons no ( don’t worry that would take a life time ) but I will share with you the one's that are most profound too me. The one's that really are lessons learned and not life clift notes. (that quick cheap version ) Lesson 1.  Live and Let Live   This is such a big one for me because I personally have been on both sides of this s...

Hello Peeps *waves* to everyone! Over the Last few Years, ya girl has been through quiet a few trials and tribulations. I won't say all was bad but... when things got bad it was like the worst of the worst. I found out recently that the human brain is programed to remember the bad first, its kind of a part of our fight or flight instincts. So when it comes to the good we kind of have to work super hard to remember and fight mentally to live in those moments. I'll get to that part in a moment..... I was having a conversation the other day with one of my closest dearest friends, and we were talking about a mutual friend and there relationship struggle and how we have been there before. Its amazing how much your learn and don't even realize it until your speaking it out your very own mouth. The topic was about bad relationships and the choice we make too stay in them.  *blank stare *  Yeah we went there. In talking things through I realized there was a common theme that ac...

Heeeey Guys ! Here's another one straight from the brain, I hope you don't mind but I've been doing some emotional spring cleaning. So these writing may seem confusing or enlightening  i guess it depends on the reader huh. The one thing they are .. are my truth SO here goes hope you enjoy! Please Share , Comment  Wounded,Broken, Confused .... the epitome of a walking time bomb ... owner of the detonator ... tick.... tick  internally bleeding ... seeking reassurance ...  not knowing how to explain, standing up for whats right whats real, feeling  numb, displaced , erased .... past and present self dissolved ... blown away like dust in the air ....   shifted uprooted from a foundation of false hopes and promises ... sinking sand ... floating through a time portal unsure how to settle... how to land... my canvas blank, writers block ..... pen in hand thinking .... free to write the beginning  ....again ... but how ?  The ech...

Hello Fellow readers and Friends ! Its been quite some time since I've written anything, even in my person journal, shame on me... Tonight I'm feeling inspired and am tired of slacking so.... i decided to write something off the top of my head, which is i.e. the reason behind my title so here we Go. Hopeless, empty, confused almost hollow inside I lay prostrate on the ground no sound nor  light  can encourage me to move Tear stained face, bruised and batter heart I start ... too get up but can't Not a hand in sight to lift me But what  I can see is Like clouds in the sky that provide Shade covering me The many comments, judgments and gossip like comic strip bubbles floating above me Those are the ones that said they love me .... Why arent they praying for me ? Or even trying to come Help me ... Each word like a brick some as Big as boulders BOOM! knocked down Suffocated  In a position where I'm less than super hero status Embarrassed demote...