Tuesday, March 6, 2018
XO
Monday, January 22, 2018
Reaching
Not everyone chases or reaches for an obsession. In fact striving to accomplish anything and put your the best into it while having fun isn’t an obsession with perfection at all... More people might find perfection if they’re patient enough to let it come to them. In fact they might realize they’re already pretty rich in all the world can offer them. You see the richest people aren’t those with money or success, they’re the ones who are the most grateful & happy with what they have and know that whatever is coming is simply... perfect. Love yourself.
Here’s one about reaching for perfect... or rather waiting for it.
Enjoy!
Kisses, m.
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Red
Friday, January 12, 2018
Telephone
Instead of wasting words, thoughts or traveling distances to engage with people you hate... give your energy to those you love and those who love you back. If you haven’t used the phone to make a call to talk to someone in your thoughts or that you care about... make time.
Words and thoughts are the most powerful gifts you have within you. They can lift and also tear down. What you say to yourself and to others carries more weight than you think. Use your gifts wisely.
Here’s one about the phone from the last year...
When was the last time you used a landline telephone?
Kisses, m.
4:01 p.m.
(5-24-17)
It’s 4:01 p.m.
The ticking of the clock is no match for the pounding sound of my heart as the cool air of the afternoon blows against my hot skin. Less than a minute has passed since the phone ringing pierced the silent house. Black mascara tears stream down my face as he speaks faster than my mind can keep up. I would stop him from telling me but I can not force words from my lips. You can live in the wreckage of the moment, but it’s no longer the dream house you remembered. All you can do is pull yourself out of the rubble and slowly rebuild yourself. The important thing when you get stuck in the collapse of moment is force yourself to move on.
Moving is all I can do as I clutch the telephone tighter. Things can only wear you down and try to break your spirit if you let them. A sobbing breath escapes my lips and it’s all I need to do to make him stop talking. He pauses and calmly starts.
“Hey, are you ok? How are you?”
“I was going to call you sooner.” My voice shakes.
“But you didn’t and…”
And I didn’t. Simply hearing his voice say it breaks me into tears again. I can’t control my reaction to anything he’s said about his day, about his work and it doesn’t change that it has nothing to do with the way I’m feeling in this moment.
“I’m sorry.”
“Meltdown?”
“Sort of.”
“Ok. Let’s do that thing? 5 things; GO!”
“Clock, phone, oven, skylight, applesauce.”
“You bought it!”
“Applesauce! Yes and a handful of peaches for garnish!”
Without another word, my tears are dry and I can feel his smile on the other end of the line.
It’s 4:15 p.m.
Thursday, December 21, 2017
Money
Monday, December 18, 2017
Finding...
Everyone has the potential to love. There’s already love within you. Yeah it’s always been there. You find it, nurture it and eventually decide you’re ready to share your love with others. Some people take a while longer realizing the love within. Don’t waste time looking for love in others... find it in yourself first. Love is found on the other side of Love. Trust & Love yourself.
Here’s a love poem from my book A Love Found.
Enjoy!
Kisses, m.
Patient ~ Desire
(10-15-2015)
Waiting.
Aches.
Of when you'll be here.
Someone.
~m.
Thursday, December 14, 2017
The Best
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
One
Blood Thieves
There’s not much blood involved when your heart breaks. It just breaks. Wound doesn’t require tending like other injuries. Just the same you can’t just take a man’s heart without spilling a little blood along the way. And while there’s nothing more potent with love than the blood of woman with a broken heart, you can’t go around hurting pretty girls to get it. Love is a magical thing and damn the fool that takes a woman’s love for granted because someone like me is bound to come collecting on it.
Thieves don’t bother taking hearts often. Stealing a man’s heart is tricky business as most women will attest to. However, most dames won’t tell you that they weren’t after the heart when they walked away with it. I ended up with my fair share of hearts to barter off because a dame didn’t know what to do with it once she didn’t need it anymore.
But tonight my bounty is different. Vita Reveille had a man break her heart so bad that some say she never quite recovered. Aloicious Ridore left her with nothing… except her blood. Now he wants her blood because the despicable cretin is in love with someone new. It’s too despicable to think of what he’ll do with her blood but I know all too well that my customers aren’t the most delicate of humans.
Some say Vita still loves him something fierce despite all the pain and heartache he caused her by robbing her and running off with her maid. But I’m hoping to the contrary that her broken heart has healed itself so I can forfeit my bounty. The problem with working for the bad guy is that sometimes you get involved in something you shouldn’t have. It’s not fair but it’s the way it is. When you live by a honor code between thieves you don’t rightly get too many opportunities to do the right thing.
As most men will tell you, the moment you lay eyes on a woman you know you want to find a way to keep her around or get rid of her because she never leaves your mind. The night I met Vita was like that. She was nursing her heart with a glass of whiskey and I was waiting to collect the bartender’s spine. Something about Vita made me grant the bartender another day. Maybe it was the way she smiled through her tears or the way she made heartache sound like a love story. Sure enough broken heart or not, she is the kindness person I’ve ever come across. I was pretty certain I’d do everything in my power to protect her except I couldn’t double-cross my bounty.
Some men have enemies and Aloicious had plenty including one crazy enough to gamble with me. He was a greek man named Stavros Grivas and eager to raise the bounty. He’d had business with Aloicious that resulted in the loss of his right eye. Now the code tends to look the other way when a bigger bounty comes along and Stavros made it hard to resist.
“Whichever woman loves this scoundrel more, this is the woman’s heart you will bring to him.” Stavros says through a thick accent, before having his servant fetch a large knife. “Blood is needed for this magic. And we will agree in blood.”
“Understood,” I firmly take the knife and slice into the servant before handing the blade back to Stavros, who guts the man further for the sacrifice.
“Now that it is done, we shake. We are thieves bonded in a blood oath.”
“How long before this spell takes effect.”
“It is done.” Stavros said wiping the blood from his hands. “Leave until I need you again, thief.”
Almost as soon as I left his company I felt it, I felt something in my soul more powerful than I’d ever felt before. Love. And it wasn’t my love. It was love for me and it was the most invigorating sensation. It was then I knew, I had Vita’s heart as soon as she’d laid eyes on me. Her blood raced through my veins with more power than I could ever imagine. And I knew exactly what I had to do….
Aloicious Ridore looked mighty surprised to wake up to Vita standing over his bed with his paramour’s heart in her hand but she knew much as I did that there’s no honor when you come across thieves.