When Doves Fly...

I had to dedicate this post (I am so in the dedicating mood), to a WONDERFULLY AMAZING RELATIONSHIP. King and I have been in bliss for 7 months now, and words cannot express how excited I am to be in a happy, stable, relationship with my best buddy. Ok... I will not disclose too much of the biz, as he is a private person, so bare with me.

Imagine this...

I beautifully breezy afternoon. Temperatures in the low 70's. You are surrounded by green, healthy green grass. You hear the faint sound of children playing. You see generations of family members gathering. You are in the park, on a blanket laid out in the grass. You both lay there, him on his stomach, you on your back, starring at the sky. He is reading a story to you. As each syllable rolls off of his tongue, you say a silent prayer of thanks to God for placing you there with him. Soon the book is cut short and he wants to talk. You all engage in conversation, but the scenery is too beautiful to be ignored. You all lay under a tree, that slightly whispers words of confirmation to you, that you are following Gods path correctly.

You notice a couple of things in the sky. The first (most obvious) attraction is the placement of the Sun and Moon. The Sun is moving gently to the west, while the Moon is creeping up from the East. For a moment, they occupy the sky at the same time (from your view point). It is so AMAZING, you look to your right, and there is the Sun. Directly in front of you is the Moon, hanging out, as if He had gotten to that very place in the Sky early and was waiting on the Sun to make its departure. As if that wasn't enough, you notice a plane, that looks as if it is a rocket jetting a million miles away to outer space. It leaves a slight trail through the clouds as it wonders to an unknown place. Then, it happens... you notice something, even more WONDROUS than that...

Two Doves!

As King and I looked up and to the left we noticed two Doves jetting across the sky. It was so symbolic. They were each beautiful, and flying in sync with one another. Ok, I'll admit one was a bit of a straggler but, he was trying to keep up, (notice I made an assumption that is was a male;o)). I felt this was symbolic of the relationship that King and I have.

We are both refined and "different". We have our own unique styles and we march to the beat of our own drum, heck, we are the only two people in the band! The Sky is definitely the limit for us. We understand and respect each other unconditionally. During a recent conversation with him, I reflected on the fact that so many people put on their nice clothes, and head out on the weekend in search of what we have.

At this point in our relationship, we are really flying, and guess what? It feels GOOOOOOOOD!

The Flight of the Doves

When Doves fly the world stops,
When Doves fly no hope is lost,
When Doves fly the sky smiles,
When Doves fly the race is not limited to miles,
When Doves fly, they create their signature pattern,
When Doves fly only eternity matters.

No one understands the flying of the Doves unless they have a first class seat on their wing.

~Rai~

I have truly found my Dove, and we are flying high! Ok. I am through with the mush, romantic posts for a while. I just had to share the happiness I am feeling currently with the world!

The End.

~Whendovesflyyoushouldbepreparedtoaccepttheunknown~

Pregnant Princessa

I just had to dedicate a post to a dear, dear friend, Princessa J. She is a childhood friend of mine who has blossomed into quite the woman. Princessa found out she was expecting about 5 months ago. It was quite a shock to her because she is a career driven, spunky little lady. She had her hopes set on taking New York by storm (she aspires to work in the entertainment industry managing artists). It was such a shock to her when she found out all of that would have to be put on hold.

It was around the early part of June ('06) when I looked at PJ (noticing she looked a little "juicey" and had a glow to her). I asked, "When was your last cycle?". She replied, "April." I was like, "Girl, could you be pregnant?" She replied, "Girl, I am just stressed out." I was like, uhm hum... that's what I though 4 years ago.

I remember thinking the same thing while waiting for my cycle to arrive around June 11th, '02 (my last menstruation was May 11th). Before I knew it, June 12th, 13th,14th... June 21st... OK, at that point it was important that I take a pregnancy test. I did, and guess what? I was pregnant with my Sunshine. I gained pound after pound, while eating steak after steak. Gained so much weight, I didn't know what to do.

So... 8 months and 100 pounds later (February 10, 2003), my Sunshine was introduced to the world. Oh, what a moment it was. I have since slimmed down to a sexy and toned 135 (at 5'7) as the stretch marks continue to fade, I am reminded of what I endured every time I look at my Pretty Pregnant Princessa.

I don't think I am going to do that again. If I do, Three things must come with the deal...

A Husband
A Trainer
and...
A Nanny...


The End.

~IloveyouPrincessawithyourPrettyPregnantSelf!~

Hurtless Love

I had to put this out there. I just had to post about relationships. Ours with men (a woman's perspective). We put up with sssssssssoooooooooo much from the opposite sex. Why? There has to be a hidden meaning behind it all. For years psychologists have been attempting to figure it out. Pastors have been continuously preaching about it in their sermons. Are we listening? Where does it all stem from?

Us.
Us.
Us.

You must first have complete self worth, respect, and direction in your own life before you attempt to begin a relationship with anyone. Believe me. I have been there, done that. There is no such thing as "molding" any man. It is extremely healthy to "grow" with someone, but that takes compromise (on both ends), sacrifice (both ends), and open communication (both ends).

Ladies! In the words of Maya Angelou, "When a person shows you who they are, believe them."

When the person that you are in a relationship with continues to show you that he has no respect for you or the relationship... Let Him Go. You must make a choice ladies, it is either you or him. You must first and foremost take care of yourself. This brings me to the root of the whole topic...

Ladies... spend some time soul searching. Learn more about your self. Your likes, dislikes, hopes, fears, etc. Get a hobby. Work on that business you have been attempting to start. Go back to school. Clean your house. Read a book. Work out. Do somethings to enhance your state of well being. I promise a man will come. God created Adam and Eve. You will have your time to be a Help Meet to "the" man that God created for you. Relax and wait on Him. You will know when he comes. It will be easy. For years I was brain washed to think that women "had" to struggle to keep a relationship. Life has proven the untruth of that. When you are with the person you are supposed to be with, it all makes sense.

Love doesn't hurt.
Love is patient.
Love is kind.
Love is giving.
Love is understanding.
Love lacks judgement.
Love is the unexplainable bond you share with someone you care deeply for.

My challenge to single women.

Spend a full week doing all the things you aspire to do, alone. I challenge you not to answer when that familiar guy calls or knocks at your door. Spend your week in solitude. Take a yoga class or run in the park. Go to a fancy restaurant alone, or simply have a glass of wine and good book on the patio. Nevertheless do something for YOU! Have and enjoy having "you" time. The perfect guy will come soon enough.

I also challenge you all to stop attempting to make every male you come in contact with "the one". It is OK. When "Mr. Right" comes along, beyond the shadow of a doubt, you will know, honey trust me. Enjoy meeting new and interesting people. Please do. Just appreciate the moment and stop your attempts to see any further into the future. Mr. Right will come, and when he does, he will have all the attributes you want in a man. You do not have to settle. I repeat, you do not have to settle.

All in all...
Know and understand that love doesn't hurt. We do not have to endure hurt and rejection. God didn't intend it that way. What we need to do is perfect ourselves. Once we do that, we will know which direction we should go, thus making it inevitable to meet the guy of our dreams.

Be still Ladies.


The End.

Ladiesdoyouwhenthetimeisrightsowillhebe~

Decisions

October 12th, 2006, I cheated on Blog Spot. I put a blog entry on another website. I was so ashamed. I didn't think I would even be able to admit it to myself, but hey! I am human. I just want to preface this entry by saying... No, King and I are not breaking up! We are deeply in love and that will never change. I was going through some things at the time and I decided to let it out in a poem.

I have overcame that which I was going through. But, nevertheless it was a deep piece and I really would like to share it.


As I sit here pen and pad in hand,
I wonder about my master plan,
Things must change,
Life always presents us with a range,
Of options that is,
I was too busy with my own perception of the relationship,
I forgot about his,
I had it planned out to perfection,
Never did I realize his perception,
Of it all, I was so eager to fall,
Creating personal love songs to sing,
I had our wedding planned before any mention of a ring,
Then it came to me,
I'm so busy worrying about "we",
It's time for me to follow MY master plan,
Which is about ME and not a man,
Its a hard decision to make,
But hey, you can't cheat fate,
I have to let it go,
The best thing for me if I want to grow,
Defining myself with nothing to hide,
Getting tired of the coat tail ride,
Now that I've stated my position,
I begin to make my hard decision...

Goodbye.
~Rai~

~Sometimesthehardestdecisionsbringoutthebestoutcomes.~

The 45 Scare... Do I Dare?

Ok... back to posting.

Last week, Tuesday, October 17th, myself and 9 other managers from my job headed up 45 North to prepare for a leadership conference in Dallas, Tx. Upon hearing about the trip (a week before hand) I was immediately excited, because I am from Dallas. It would be a familiar fun time.

We soon were piling in three separate SUV's in preparation for the 4 hour drive. We (obviously) cliqued up for the drive. I ended up riding out with a wondrous female "prick", who I love to death, hum... let's call her Bluntness and a sweet and sensitive "gay guy", who I love even more, let's call him CoolFlame. Let's just say... all three of our personalities combined was truly something. CoolFlame started out the drive from Houston, hacking (coughing) away. He was getting over a cold. He coughed us down the freeway while Bluntness and I talked away.

Soon we got to the half way point between Dallas and Houston. Centerville. We stopped... pee'd and picked up some treats. I proceeded to drive the rest of the way to Dallas. Immediately CoolFlame began talking about my driving. First of all, I was driving an SUV that I wasn't familiar with. It always takes awhile to get use to driving an unfamiliar car. Instead of using the brakes consistently, I just ease off the gas sporadically. It causes a light jerk of the car. CoolFlame made it his business to annoy me with the fact that I was doing this (which I do in cars I am unfamiliar with to keep from slamming on the brakes.

2 1/2 hours later... we made it to Dallas.
Got checked in to the hotel.
The gang (co-workers) went out to Dinner.
Momma G came by the hotel.
I ate the peach cobbler she brought.
I took a shower.
I nestled snugg in my bed and went to sleep.
I woke up.
Got dressed.
Checked out of the hotel.
Ate breakfast.
Attended the Leadership Conference (all 9hrs. of it).
Headed back to Dallas.

Here Goes...
45 South get scary!

Wednesday, October 18th, 2006 (6pm)
CoolFlame, Bluntness, and myself spend an unnecessary 30min at the gas station attempting to get gas. After that was settled... we headed back to Houston. It was me in the driver's seat, CoolFlame shotgun, and Bluntness behind in in the back seat. I was the chosen one to get us out of Dallas, because it was familiar territory. The weather was a really cool 55 degrees (for Dallas). It was really cloudy and it was apparent that the weather was about to get really bad. I was at east because we were leaving the city.

8pm
(Imagine a narrow two lane highway, surrounded by a wooded area with no lights, not to mention numerous 18 wheelers flying by)
We had been in Dallas traffic for awhile, but had finally made it out of the city limits. We were roughly 70 miles out of Dallas when the weather made a turn for the worst. It started with a slight drizzle. Then it came down slightly harder. Then, before we new it, the rain was consuming the windshield. It was dark by this time, and I was driving a car that I wasn't use to. I began to get a little scared the more I drove. Soon it was raining so hard that I couldn't see anything in front of me. CoolFlame was making jokes about my driving and the fact that I was slowing down, and asking him to put on the defrost for the windows. Bluntness was unusually quiet. I, with my hands gripped tightly to the wheel, prayed prayer after prayer that we would be ok. The 18 wheeler trucks were dashing by us at high speeds causing more and more water to consume the car, thus enabling me to be able to see clearly. We drove for about 5 miles, with me having hardly no vision of what was in front of me. The only thing that guided me was the faint line of the lane dividers and my headlights. I even swerved a couple of times. I prayed and prayed, while CoolFlame teased and teased. I even thought that my life was about to come to an end. I just thanked God for my son and that he wasn't in the car with me. I prayed that he would be taken care of.

9:30pm
We had made it to Centerville finally (the halfway mark). I was exhausted and ready to be home with my son (he had stayed with his God parents). We went in, pee'd, got snacks and I gladly gave the keys to CoolFlame, so he could drive the remainder of the way home.
Whew!

The rain had let up by then, but I could help but rejoice in the Lord because only hours earlier, I didn't think I would live to see another day. I am thankful for all I have and all I have been through, because it has aided me in appreciating God and life.

12am
I made it safely to my apartment that night. As I got into my blanket I couldn't help but reflecting on that night and my life.

Thanks God for having mercy on me!


The End.

~Sometimesyoudon'trealizewhatyouhaveuntilitisjeopordized~

All in a Month's Time

Hey Guys.

It's been a tastey second since I last blessed my blog. I could come up with tons of excuses as to why I haven't wrote, but, I won't waste your time. I have simply been preoccupied with life. So much going on. It is truly a lot. I had to take a break from SOMETHING, so I chose my blog. Best believe I will try my best to continue to update sporadically.

Know that I have got that off of my chest. What do I talk about?

Hum.
Hum.


Friendships.
That's a cute one. I have been blessed to have a handful of friends, who are truly that... actually, they are more than that to me. They are my family... my sisters. I met a new one (which is so not like me) I tend to be "standoffish" at times, but I couldn't help but to be drawn to her personality and spirit. I will call her Beauty, because her beauty shines from the inside out. She has a son- Cuddles (that is what he loves to do), who is a few months short of two, and he is a sweety pie. We met at work and hung out a couple of times. We are continuing to grow as friends, but I am so excited about the possibilities.

My Personal Relationship.
King and I are doing better than we have ever been. I finally get it. I mean I really get it. This whole "relationship" thing is about two people coming together, all while embracing their unique personality traits. Love is about God, giving, and growing, with out one of the three there is no true Love. Most people are in love with the possibility of being in love. That is not true love. Contrary to popular belief, love doesn't hurt. Love feels good, even when the roads are rough. I am in love with a wonderful human being, and it feels good, I won't deny it. We have been growing together for the past 7 months and I look forward to the next 7 months... years...etc. I have found my counterpart and it feels good. You should watch what you ask God for, 'cause you just might get it.

WHEW (A Sister Circle).
Women Helping Empower Women, is my baby. It is my sister circle. A group of wonderful women get together once a month to embrace and empower one another. It is truly a blessing that God has blessed me with such a unique wonderful set of women in my life. For that I am truly thankful. We are in the process of creating a T.V. show for the group that will be featured on www.lioneyetv.com , this website was created by a dear, dear, friend of mine. My other half. I am so excited and looking forward to sharing WHEW with the world.

Family.
Everyone is doing wonderful. My mom is good. She just started caring for my 2 month old niece during the day, while my brother and his girlfriend work. It is truly a blessing that she is able to do that. My brother is enjoying being a father, so that is wonderful in and of itself. I am truly blessed to be surrounded by such wonderful people.


All in a month's time. Things are looking up. The Sun is shining on me!

The End.

~Allinamonthstimeyoubegintoacceptyourpurposeandliveit!~

Did You Miss Me?

Hello Fellow Hiatus Readers,

Hopefully you all haven't given up on me. I truly have been going through a lot lately. Not necessarily "bad stuff" but "stuff" nonetheless. I have had a pretty tame October thus far. Nothing drastic has happened in my life since my last update. I have a few "fun" things coming up though, let's see;

WHEW Oct. Meeting:

My Sister Network is having it's 5th meeting on Saturday. It is so exciting to actually see my dream come together. We will finish our relationship trilogy with the topic of, Unconditional Sisterhood (Women's Relationships w/ Each other). It will be at Princessa's house. It should be truly an interesting meeting to say the least. I have talked about friendships in previous posts, so it should be extremely interesting to have open dialog with other women. Oooh the Anticipation.

QuiteStorm... Returns:

I don't think I have ever formally introduced you all to my dear friend QuietStorm. We have known each other since the 9th grade. She usually comes from Dallas once a year to visit me here in Houston. I call QS, because from the outside she is this soft spoken sweety. Don't let that fool you. Storm is quite that! It was really good to see here nevertheless.


This is pretty much it.
There will be more to come!
Trust.

The End.


~OoohIknowyoumissedme!~