How to Quiet Your Soul

On my way into New York, viewing grassy marshes and ice covered rivers, I found myself thinking of what it would be like to have all of my debt issues resolved and be able to travel again.  Just then the thought came, “take a mini vacation.”  If I can’t take that two-week cruise to Lisbon, stopping at different ports of call, nothing can stop me from taking a mini vacation as I sit on the NJ transit, in a window seat, traveling to New York.  You see, all limitations stop and end with your mind.

Imagine traveling cross-country, horseback riding, enjoying the Grand Ol’ Opry, climbing Mount Rushmore.  Just using my imagination is a great way of getting through the winter doldrums, which I believe has affected all of us.   Think like a kid!  As a substitute teacher, one of the things I find so intriguing and downright funny are the pictures and titles of the books at the elementary age.  Imagine a red puppy that turns into a gigantic red dog bigger than a house.  Imagine an engine that talks and encourages itself saying, “I think I can”, “I think I can.”  See, as children, we naturally used our imaginations to comfort ourselves and take us to places that did not exist.  We forget that as we grow older.  Life in this world is getting more stressful and distressful.  Learn to quiet your soul, and this will give you peace.


Dear Church, It’s OK to be Single

We singles are actually in the majority, whether in a relationship or not. By the way, having optimal mental health helps you to enjoy your day.

Matt Peterson


Welp, it’s Valentine’s Day, and for the 23rd consecutive year, I’m single.

I’m gonna be 23 this August and I’ve never so much as gone on a date. The last time a girl even hinted that she liked me was in 1st grade. I struggled all throughout middle school, high school, and even some of college with insecurities and thinking that I was undateable. It wasn’t until late in my sophomore year of college that I finally began giving those insecurities to God and quit worrying about what everyone around me thought, because there was a good chance that none of them cared, anyway.

While I was going through all of that, I witnessed friends and close family members get into (and sometimes out of) relationships almost weekly (or at least it felt like that). Looking around at my friends, it felt like I was the only single…

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View from the Correct Lens

If you wear corrective lenses, as I do, you know that you must have the right prescription.  When your corrective lenses are incorrect, will see a haze when it should be clear.  Objects may be indistinct.  Think of having the wrong rx when you are driving.  Oh-oh!   Sideswipe another vehicle.  Hit a pedestrian; get stuck on some railroad tracks–All because you did not view from the correct lens.

The correct lens will help you see a thief with his hand in your pocket down the road, when you saw him only as a sugar daddy.  Give with one hand, but take from the other.                                                                                                                                        Have you, dear reader, ever viewed life from an incorrect lens?  If so, what had you thought you were viewing?  What did it turn out to be?  What corrective action, if any, did you take?  Leave a message and then we can talk.  Enjoy your Valentine’s Day.                                                                                                                                                     FineChocolate58


Valentine’s Day, Fine Chocolate; and Temptation on the College Campus

It’s beginning ever so slowly to start looking and feeling like spring.  Today, the weather was above freezing and the sun was shining a bit longer.  Since I am a chocoholic I gazed longingly at some Perugina chocolates at Walgreen’s but I passed it up for now, anyway.  Something about this wonderful time of the year as we approach Valentine’s Day and the beginning of spring semester in the high school and college campuses across America, it’s beautiful, and temptation is lurking at the same time.  Let us look at Kim’s story…                                          

(The doorbell rings, Kim answers, and tips the delivery guy $2.  Eric gets up and divvies up the order between the two of them.  As he’s divvying up the order, Kim feels suddenly very attached to him and reaches for his hand.  “Babe, I can’t eat if you hold my right hand.  Well, maybe I’ll eat with my fork in my left hand and my baby on my right.  (They begin to embrace and lean down towards the couch.  “Eric wait, not now, Kim murmured as Eric slid his slim tapered fingers down her blouse.  She began to feel powerful, pulsating sensations that she never felt before with such intensity.  It took everything within her to push Eric away and catch her breath).

Professor Bahna’s class is really a killer”, Kim thought.  There’s so much politics involved in Urban Planning, it’s amazing anything gets done.”  At that thought she smiled at Eric’s pontification about the masses being held down by the ruling one percent.  “That’s my boo, Kim purred to herself, always fighting for a cause.  (Sighing)  “I sure wish he would spend more time for me instead of always trying to save the masses.  Oh, but when he holds me and kisses me, it just feels as if everything will be alright.                                                                                                       (Excerpt from A Fine Piece of Chocolate:  Righteous Sistas Crossing Over to the Wild Side, pp. 76-79)                                                                                                                                               (Question:  Is sex always inevitable in college dating relationships?  If so, how does it impact on academic achievement?)     I’d be interested in hearing from the college bound on this topic, and the post college, as well.

Love and kisses,


I Am Not a Road

Roadways and travel are the trending topic these past few days because of the weather. Even living in a climate of four seasons, brutally cold weather, (even when it is seasonable) is a conversation piece.   And speaking of conversations, we ladies have been called many things–chicks, cougars, Jezebels, Delilahs, (along with other names I don’t care to mention).

How about a road?                                                                                                                 A what??                                                                                                                                See, when you look back at your life and see a series of playas that got over, you have to make this affirmation a part of your life so that it doesn’t happen again!  Say, “I am not a road:  I won’t let these cars run all over me.                 Back up!  U- turn.