…And As She Danced Through The Prison Doors, All Was Right With The World Again.

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…And As She Danced Through The Prison Doors, All Was Right With The World Again.

Ever wake up feeling as if all were right with the world and every anything you could possibly think to do that day, would end beautifully?

Isn’t it a wonderful feeling?

Today may not have been that day on the surface but as I sit and right, I realize that it was a pretty good day. My work routine has finally become less jarring for me. I’ve pretty much settled in. That’s nice.

I even queened out a little last week while ‘riding the red river’ and my team has been pretty cool about it. Hey, at least they know I’m not perfect. May be I should just let them all read this blog but hell, why confuse them more than I know I already do?

I feel a little lighter. A little more centered. I did stress eat a bit but I have paid penance! Can’t be angry though. Who got felt up this past Friday night? This guy!

Thank You

I am Grateful for this moment and this day. Each day, I get better and better. Pretty soon I’ll be Supernova Starchild!

P.S. I just noticed that instead of “sit and write”, I wrote “sit and right”.

I kind of like it there.

 

I Kissed A Boy And I Liked It.

Life is funny, isn’t it?

I made a declaration, more of an affirmation really, to the Universe that I am open and ready for love. I am ready for my vibrational match. I am Happy with Me and want to Share.

My horoscope told me to have fun. It also said that a new adventure was waiting for me Friday night. That horoscope sure knew what she was talking about.

Long story short, the party I’d planned to go to…I slept through. My good friend called me and we were supposed to go to the party I slept through together so…we went somewhere else. Her dude friend had a cute dude friend, etc.

So I ended up talking to the dude friend and found out two things:

He is a Scorpio. I immediately told him to step back because Scorpios are Cancer kryptonite. By then I already knew that I wanted to make out with him and I also knew that if I said the above, he’d try.  My ploy worked. He liked the challenge.

He is covered in tattoos. I mean covered. That appeals to me. In fact, as soon as he showed me his sleeves and neck and back…it was a done deal. I was gonna make out with this dude.

I decided to drop labels a long time ago…but I hadn’t really considered making out with a man in a long time. We didn’t have sex . There was a lot of heavy petting but no sex. It felt good. He has nice lips. Le sigh.

Did we exchange numbers? No. It is what it is. I don’t even know his last name. I don’t even know if he knows my first name. All I  know is that kissing a man wasn’t at all bad. I thought it would feel strange but it didn’t. It felt good. So good in fact that he inspired this:

Mahindra.

It’s a work in progress. Apparently, so am I.

I put it out there. I told the Universe and all of the Divine Beings around us that I was open. Open means a lot of things.

I can dig it.

 

 

Lean On Me, No More!

Let the choir say, “Amen!”

So I don’t feel like Joe Clark or that guy Edward James Olmos played in Stand And Deliver anymore. Nope. I am getting used to the pace and learning to prioritize. I even got a “Good Job” on a couple of things. Awesome.

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But…I can’t help but check my ego. That part of me who thinks she should be an expert on everything by the end of the week. The one who is a tad bit paranoid at times…and a little aloof. Ok. She comes off a bit bitchy. I forgive her though. My ego has been there when I needed her but I want her to step back a little now.

I want to take a deep breath and instantly relax. Step into the now and drift in the vortex…but my career allows for that type of relief over the course of the year. Every other day? I need to be on point, in line and ready for duty. At least that’s the pressure I think that I’ve put on myself…and it stops here.

Too many black women have died because of stress. Hell…too many people, period. I ain’t about to be one of them, honey. The Devil is a LIE!  Only those who’ve been to a church in The South will get that reference.

 

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Crystal Ego. Step back, girl. I need Crystal Starchild right now. I need to be full of wonder and joy. Eager to learn and excited. The one who’s engaging and fun. I need her to play with the other kids on the playground and not turn all EMO on everyone.  We Need Her Smile.

Let’s Play.

DefiantGirl