• The Gift of a Voice

    Share one of the best gifts you’ve ever received.

    The best gift I ever received was a brand new typewriter! I was spending time with my granny and I would go out and play. One day as we were outside, I supposed that she introduced me to her neighbor Diane. I can’t remember the initial meeting anymore. I just remember loving to go a couple of doors down to visit Diane. I remember her so vividly she was such a sweet woman. She was middle aged, and she lived alone with her two cats. I can still see her face and hear her voice in my mind!

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    Diane was a tall, slender woman with large teeth and a bright smile. She had this high pitched, nasally voice and kind eyes. She wore her hair short with her soft black curls. I thought she was so cool! She had a very modern looking home, she had art, lots of books, and just a quirky vibe. That was just who she was a woman that loved simple things but had great taste! Her home reminded me of one of those hipster bookstores that you see nowadays.

    I would love to see her right now, I could use someone like her in my life again. A kind, gentle soul and like me, a little misunderstood. Diane wasn’t married, and didn’t have any children. I cannot remember as to why. She seemed content with her simple, quiet life. Diane had a child-like way about her that really drew me in as a young kid. I was ten I believe when I met her that summer. As time passed, I would bring my two cousins to play there too! She would give us snacks and watch us play in her yard.

    Diane’s house had this garden like feel to it because her small house was set off the road and enclosed with a large magnolia tree. This tree was massive, I can still smell the sweet smell. At times, the smell was overwhelming. Her yard was completely fenced in and she had all kind of plants. I remember one day telling Diane that I like to write stories. I really don’t even recall her response. One day she asked my granny if she could take me shopping. We headed off to Pier 1 Imports and she bought me a sunflower photograph and then we went somewhere else and got the typewriter.

    I really couldn’t be more excited! I never even used a typewriter but she knew that I needed something! I have always used writing as a way to process my emotions, learn, teach, encourage, and inspire. Diane gave me the best gift, a dream to chase. I would spend hours typing away. I wish I had some of those stories but that’s okay. The point of that summer was to encourage me to be who I am. My parents really never understood my gift. They both were amazed at it but didn’t really foster it. My mom always helped with my love for reading, but writing I think was just not something she knew much about.

    The typewriter was electric, light grey, and it had those replaceable ink cartridges. I felt so cool and important using it and I truly loved every moment that I had it. One thing that she gave me that day, was a reminder that I have a voice. When we write it is our thoughts, intentions, feelings and hopes. I think I stifled my voice many times in my life because I felt misunderstood. I think I also learned the best thing about life, that my voice matters and my stories are needed.

    As I sit here and think back to those days, I still wonder why Diane did what she did for me? Could she know my deep sadness? Could she tell I was abused and traumatized? I’m not sure if I shared my personal story with her. Maybe she was just as lonely as me. I always felt a deep loneliness because I always felt like an outsider. I wanted to fit in but it took a lot of compromise to get there. I do not fit in because I wasn’t meant to. The thing about my friend is that she didn’t seem to care what anyone thought of her. She was herself and that is so inspiring as I think of her.

    The world has a way of stealing our dreams, originality, and soul but those are the things that make us so special. It is a must that we remain true to ourselves. That is a great gift that we have to offer to the world. We need not to be afraid of whom we have always been. I ran from myself a lot because I felt somehow flawed. The greatest things about our identity, it has always been. There is not a point of arrival, rather a moment of recognition.

    You are a gift, and I hope that you have many moments when you are reminded of the gift that you are to the world. I pray that you find your people, those who uplift you and inspire you. If you can get a few good people in your corner to support you, that’s all you need. I am so thankful for the friendship I shared with Diane, she was one of those people for me. She truly saw me without me having to say too much! There will always be an urge to over explain ourselves to people who are determined to not understand us. Don’t waste time on that, just be who you are and the right people will show up!

    Happy reading and God bless my friends! I am so very grateful for those of you that see me and get me! I love sharing my worldview with you guys and I appreciate your encouragement and shared thoughts. Keep showing up!

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  • The Sunset is Different Here
    Photo by Me. 2/5/26

    The sunset is different here

    It makes me feel like I am lost

    Maybe that is the point

    Like a North Star pointing me to forget all that I lost

    This quiet grief becoming a familiar face

    Another sunset too soon

    My heart searching for the long summer days

    Change your environment, change your life

    Finding myself in this foreign place

    I miss back home but even that seems different

    The longer I am away nothing is the same

    A stranger in the wind on the way to a destination unknown

    All that I have known stripped away

    Like flesh from bone

    Dare I lift my eyes to see another grey sky

    God help me, show me the reason why

    I keep thinking of King David in the scriptures

    “ I had fainted unless, I believed to see the goodness of the Lord, in the land of the living!”

    My sense of security resides in but mere hopeful wishes

    Prayers to the sky, the orange light fading on me

    Dare I ask to see the sunrise, don’t let my dreams die

    Forgive my weak faith a heart torn

    by expected disappointments

    I clutch my heart as my eyes scan for a hint of gold

    Oh to have a glorious sunrise upon this valley

    Cast away this darkness that clings to my soul

    The sunset is different here and yet another chapter unfolds

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  • The Long Night

    I know that I’m usually really trying to see the bright side, and be encouraging but this has to be released. I grew up in a very traumatic situation and I never really processed these things and I didn’t realize the PTSD that was stored in my body. I just knew that I was hurting, searching, longing, and pleading to feel whole again. I walked through life with a guard up. I want to share my story, I’m sorry if it’s uncomfortable to read. This is just the part of healing I tried everything to avoid. Thanks for reading. Please don’t be silent, connect with me during this time. I need community.

    “My end will be greater than my beginning.” -ShilohRose77

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  • Healing My Inner Child

    *****TRIGGER WARNING***** Sensitive story about things I went through as a child. I cannot hide it anymore. Last night I dreamed of a ceiling and it had a huge lump hanging from it. It was like there was a lot of water in it and it was bulging like it was about to explode. This was another sign it’s time to let it out. They say sharing it will help me and others. I have to let these things out. I haven’t told many people this stuff.

    GOD please, take this pain and make it into something.

    THE LEAKY CEILING:

    I listened in the other room while my mom was raped.

    My mother lost her memory after being beaten so bad. I had to ride in an ambulance, I had to explain to the neighbors something was wrong with mommy. I had to explain to the doctors what happened.

    My mother’s front teeth were knocked out.

    I rescued my mom from the locked closet after the beatings.

    No dinners made. No hugs. No sorry. No help.

    YOU ARE A MONSTER DADDY! Love will never excuse the horrors!

    I wanna say so much, and yet there are so many more stories to share. This terrifies me honestly. I started shaking so bad, and a feral scream escaped my lips. I think this is all I can do, I feel so tired now.

  • Misconstruction Of Love

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    Author: SHILOHROSE77©️

    “Sometimes love that is lost can lead us to find a deeper love within ourselves.” -Elizabeth Gilbert

    MISCONSTRUCTION OF LOVE

    I am who I am this is what I do

    You don’t understand me, I surely don’t understand you

    I would have never had the audacity to turn the other way

    When your heart was bleeding, and the skies were gray

    I stayed by your side knowing it was killing me inside

    You made a fool of me and you

    A tender heart with a taste for vengeance, and yet in the end

    I let you off the hook, like you even showed repentance

    What a shame, you couldn’t stay solid

    In the end you loose me and I gain more strength

    To let you go hurt me more than the painful memories

    Then I remembered just who I am that’s all I’ll have in the end

    To live a lie is worse than the realities of our discrepancies

    Happiness is subjective because many days I was happy

    There were others I could barely breathe

    My heart struggled under the weight

    I wanted you to be the one

    Maybe it was me but who’s to say

    I know I love you

    Don’t you see what you’ve done

    Taken all of my energy sucked me dry

    I thought hope was lost until I found her

    The version of me, I killed to please you

    Well now she is back and I refuse to die

    Living like a invisible force behind you

    My silence was an act of violence

    My words are my redemption

    Justice for the wounded soul

    Looks like taking back control

    Speaking up despite criticism

    Breaking the hold of fear

    Why should I be afraid of my own voice

    It is a gift to be heard

    Silence was my choice and now I chose better

    My own voice coming back like the song of spring

    It feels good to hear it ringing through

    The anthem of my hearts tune

    Hear my cry, all of you

    Never let anyone silence you

    We will create moments of quiet but never the

    Void of words filling our spaces

    The silent treatment is not the answer

    It’s unresolved conflict that make us slowly distance

    A canyon of space between us like this king bed

    You’re here but I still miss us

    Please don’t make this a permanent existence

    I can’t make you listen but my departure

    Will speak beyond your resistance

    Another love lost to the foolishness of arrogance

    You don’t understand me, and I surely don’t understand you

  • Love The Costly Necessity

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    Love is a drug, and the eyes don’t lie. -Me

    “Love costs us all we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.”

    Love don’t cost a thing

    I beg to differ

    It will cost you everything

    The sacrifice to experience what we are longing for

    If its free, it’s counterfeit

    Real love makes you a better you

    The changes are clear to see

    If love didn’t change you

    It was lust perhaps

    A fleeting moment of passion

    May we keep our intentions pure

    To be loved, a wonderful feeling

    Don’t commit if you plan on leaving

    What ignited our fire released our transgressions

    A crimson stain of irrevocable, heartache that remains

    It ain’t a bed of roses, it’s built on the art of compromise

    If you ain’t got the money, then you sure ain’t got the time

    A love divine, requires you to give it your all

    To stand next to me forever, your heart must possess a currency above reciprocity

    Tell me you love me, show me you love me without duplicity

    Follow ME! Get to know me a little better! As always, Happy Reading!

    “She was everything but cold.” -Me

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  • Snowscape Chronicles
    We got 21 inches of snow in 24hrs!!

    It’s funny how when you move to a new place you never really know what to expect! I have moved to somewhere that has a completely different climate than where I am from. It’s kind of driving me nuts, because it’s dark, gray, and much colder! I have never seen this much snow in my life! It has snowed at least once a week since like November! I can say, I do not love the cold but I must say the snow is exquisite. I feel like I am in a movie or something!

    This season of life has been hard because when you make big life changes, it seems life hits you with bigger lessons! It seems as of late, I am confronted with who I want to become. I have be convicted by my own spirit, because I have become complacent. That’s when life hits you with some hard truths. We must continue to grow, learn, heal, adapt, because the person we desire to be requires work! I have learned that some people are not willing to put in that kind of effort. I think some just hide behind vices instead of confront what they already know.

    What kind of God would give us wisdom, guidance, and teaching lessons and not expect us to change? That would be silly. That’s the thing, the trials and wrong turns are to teach us to rise above. We learn new methods to evolve. Sometimes the growing pains seem very unfair. Hey, if you are nodding your head to this just stick with me. God can often seem so unjust! There I said it, because I think we all experience moments of feeling like God has went blind. The turmoil in the US can make us all question GOD! But instead of shaking our fists we must hit our knees and ask what he is teaching us from these crazy circumstances.

    “To appreciate the beauty of a snowflake, it is necessary to stand out in the cold.”

    God gave us incredible resilience and determination. Unfortunately, we sharpen those skills in the middle of the battle. There will be loss, but we can decide how to accept the losses. That is the part that I keep tripping over on! I admit that I want to know what God is up to when it comes to my life! I know I have experienced the love, comfort, and peace of God. That’s why I continue to go back to prayer, the scriptures and worship. It’s something that was always inside of me. I always belonged to Him. These battles are tough, and I wonder if I am getting the upper hand? I will myself to trust his plan over and over. Does that make me foolish?

    “The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are right sometimes.” -Winston Churchill

    The snow was inspiring, it reminded me of new beginnings. I experience that because I took a risk, and trusted. Don’t mind me, I am just pre-gaming myself to take more risks! To make each day count for something! The snow was so inviting soft, pure, gentle, quiet. I laid down in a huge pile of snow and it felt so good. The moment reminded me that I still have so much life to experience! I admit that I have often let fear tell me outcomes that probably wont even happen. The big WHAT IF’s are always there when you want to embark on something new. WHAT IF it is going to work out just fine?

    In my life right now, I have a predicament that I really want to resolve but have been so afraid of outcomes. I have allowed myself to become paralyzed by the wrong thinking. This is my way of giving myself a good pep talk! I use what I am going through to help relate to others. I share these stories in hopes, that you will breathe easier knowing you are not alone. This life can be so uncertain.

    “If uncertainty is unacceptable to you, it turns to fear. If it is perfectly acceptable, it turns into increased aliveness, alertness, and creativity.” _Eckhart Tolle

    The more that we resist the changes, the harder it becomes. I have stayed too long in this place. I think that my need for controlling outcomes has cost me dearly! Lord, please help me to keep moving forward. I do not want to miss out on great things based on assumptions. What brave step are you wanting to take in your own life? Is there something you are refusing to see? Or am I on an island of my own? I admit the more I reflect, on the journey it was in those risky moments that I often found myself in a really good place! Not all risks will pan out though, and we must learn to take one to the chin!

    Is this just the babbling of a mad woman, or am I on to something ? I like to think that each time I sit down to do this, that I have something to offer the world. This is a safe space for me, but it can be risky. To share one’s hopes, dreams, aspirations, trauma, grief, etc. with the world is hard. That’s why I often go on hiatus, because I do not like to be superficial in my blog. I want to bare my soul and if I help anyone then so be it! I will be proud, but ultimately I am here to gain perspective. You may have differing opinions and I do too. I desire deeply to connect with like-minded people.

    They say that the right people understand you and hear you differently. I didn’t really understand that thought until I experienced it first-hand. Sometimes you can try and talk to a person, to gain understanding and they only see things their way. Other times, the silence spoke, but only some can hear your silence. They know it hold more weight than words.

    “Silence is the most powerful scream.” -Anonymous

    Last night I had a terrible nightmare, it was truly awful! I was shaken to my core. I know it’s trauma knocking at my door, and I must open and listen. I have learned that my own inner voice has a lot to say but I have been like so many, not ready to listen. I have to confront the monsters under my bed so to speak. What do you fear most? I try and think of this often and the only word that comes up is failure. I allowed it to keep me places that I have outgrown. I let people put me in boxes that were never who I am.

    We have the power to be who we want to be and who cares who doesn’t like it! To HELL with killing ourselves for the claps, approval and acceptance of a dying world! That made me feel an empowered! My purpose, worth, and all the above are not connected to another’s rating! Who made them the judge? To whom do I give the credit for my life? But God alone! Let yourself be misunderstood and stop over explaining to people who have decided to not get it!

    If we had the option to see from a birds-eye view, our life once it’s all over. I doubt we will say, Oh look so and so was proud of me, or I was finally accepted by them. Nope! I think very seriously we would be amazed at all that we missed out on for that very reason. Live your life FOR YOU, with others in mind! Happy Reading & God guide you on your personal journey!

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  • For My Darling: Blue Eyed Rose

    “Every girl is special, but some girls are exceptional. -Me

    My beautiful little girl.

    Last night as I lay sleeping with my husband and daughter, I felt her tiny body snuggle close to me. She began to shiver, and become restless. I’ve been a mom for fourteen years, I knew she was getting sick and had a fever. In my exhaustion, I asked my husband to feel her and see what he thought, and he said he didn’t think she had a fever. I knew better, but I decided to sleep a bit longer before she woke up. I hate to see her feeling so unwell, I desire to take the pain away for my children. That’s why I have decided to dedicate this post to my sweet girl.

    My daddy called her Blue Eyed Rose, when she was first born, because Rose is her middle name, and she has beautiful blue eyes. My baby is what people call a “rainbow baby” she came after a miscarriage. I was pregnant three months before her and lost baby (Shiloh) at eight weeks. I call my lost baby Shiloh, many of you think it’s my name but its a dedication. It’s also my writer pseudonym, and now you also know where Rose comes from! These names hold special meanings to me, and it reminds me of my “why”. I think being a mother has been the greatest thing I have ever experienced!

    Our darling girl, was born in March 2023 and she is full of sass and energy! Her best friend is her older brother, who is five. The two of them play, argue, and wrestle for hours on end. Their bond is so special and when he isn’t around she is concerned. The moment she was born, I thought wow! I had the same kid again! Her and her brother’s faces are so similar it’s amazing! She had all the delicate features of a girl but they look a lot alike. However, she is much smaller and you could say she is the runt! She is a tiny little thing, but so strong!

    I remember being worried about her throughout my pregnancy. I wasn’t sure if it would end like the one before, but I prayed so much! She did have a complication, she has kidney issues. The kidneys were not draining properly, this is called: hydronephrosis. The doctors told me during routine ultrasound. I remember feeling afraid especially, when they mentioned she would probably require surgery. It was determined that both kidneys were affected. Later, at four months old she had the surgery on her right kidney, which was worse than the left. Most of the time, the matter resolves on its own.

    The day they took her from my arms and took her back for surgery, I almost collapsed. I felt so helpless and afraid. I couldn’t imagine doing surgery on a baby that was that tiny! However, the surgery went well and she made a quick recovery, THANK YOU LORD! Nowadays, you wouldn’t even know it, that she had to have surgery. There is just another example of the miracle that this little girl is and we are so blessed. The love I have for that child is unmatched. Something about her heals a part of me. She looks so much like I did at that age, except for the blue eyes and her hair is a bit lighter.

    It’s funny things that you say when you are young about being a parent. I remember saying that I wanted to have a boy first and then a girl so he could protect his little sister. God gave me just that, but differently than I expected. He gave me my step-daughter first, but still so special. My step children are my oldest two kids. God has given me so much! This little girl brings so much joy to us all. She is very loving and loves to cuddle! I love to dress her up and see her twirl. My oldest daughter, is a tom boy and this tiny princess is very girly. I notice that she is quite athletic, with her tall, slender frame.

    One day, I hope that I can share this with my daughter when she is older and can read it. I want to share a few words of wisdom for her.

    MOM’s Guide To Life

    • Give Jesus your full heart.
    • Forgive quickly & often.
    • Respect is not earned, it’s a requirement.
    • Smile often, even if they think you are weird. (True story)
    • Guard your heart.
    • Keep plants or a garden, it teaches you how to be patient, slow down, and care for the Earth.
    • Keep moving forward.
    • Small things, lead to big things.
    • Pray often.
    • Never look down on anyone.
    • Lead with compassion.
    • Trust your inner voice.
    • Keep a journal always.
    • Be a girls, girl. (Look out for other women)

    This post is to my daughter, but I think that anyone can learn a lesson here. I hope that you are enjoying the journey! Happy Reading!

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  • 10 Ways To Spread Sunshine Daily

    There is something so special about feeling seen, heard, appreciated and loved! Think about the last time someone remembered something about you or gave you the words of encouragement that you needed. How did that moment make you feel? Have you ever had a crappy day and someone came along and made it so much better? They gave you just what you needed to change your perspective on life or that current situation. As a child of God, we all are called to make the world better with our light.

    The light can be seen when we be the sunshine in someone’s day! I thought to would give some examples of ways to practice being a better human being.

    “You can always give something, even if it’s just kindness.” -Anne Frank
    • Surprise a friend with coffee. Most of us love a good cup of coffee, no matter how you take yours it’s always a nice surprise when someone thinks of you! My kids often buy me coffee’s or make me a cup in the morning and it is a wonderful way to start the day. I feel so loved by such a small gesture.
    • Leave kind notes in public. I love this one the most! I love a good note! It’s so important to keep written words alive! This is a great one for a spouse too! The note can say something like: “Believe you can and you’re halfway there.” Words of affirmation people, this is a great way to encourage them!
    • Volunteer. This one I think can be often underrated but so important! Every time I have ever offered my time to help another, I always feel so good! I was able to help with a tornado clean up crew, and that experience truly humbled me. It made me appreciated what I had so much more! Then I saw human compassion on display.
    • Give genuine compliments. This is the ONE! When we give someone a compliment, it should reflect that person as an individual. Get creative, pay attention to the small things about a person. Ex: “I love how thoughtful you are, the way you are always thinking of others first.”
    • Share inspiring stories. Everyone has a story to share and we should help others on their journeys by offering our wisdom. When King Solomon, in the Bible asked God for wisdom, he did not hoard it for himself, he used it to help the people. The stories you share helps people feel less alone.
    • Send surprise texts to loved ones. That family member whom you haven’t talked to in a while, shoot them a text. Maybe remind them of a funny moment you shared, send a pic and create a conversation.
    • Offer to make a meal or buy a meal for friends. In all the busyness of life, someone offering to take the load of cooking off your plate can come as a huge relief! Some people do those meal trains for people who are sick, having babies, etc. The meal train is a term that means you sign up for a particular day or time to make the meal for that family in need. These are usually offered at churches or work.
    • Create a neighborhood event. A yard sale, bake sale, lemonade stand, pop-up shop, snack stand, etc. These are fun and a great way to converse with your neighbors. In my last neighborhood, they would have pop-up food truck days and pretty much the whole neighborhood would go. This gave everyone a chance to talk, mingle, and get to know each other better. Food will always be a way to bring people together! Now more than ever we need each other! We need to share in life with people.
    • Simply SMILE at strangers. This is a big one, I admit that when I am upset it shows on my face but we should be careful at how we come off to strangers. We don’t want to take our issues out on anyone, so just smile and look friendly. We can even try and make it a habit, smiling at people we come across. That homeless person at your window, maybe just needs a smile and eye contact.
    “You are the answer to someone’s prayer.”

    This post challenged me to remember to be better at spreading joy. It’s a way to create a better place to live for my children, friends and family. Let us be moved to compassion at the suffering in our world, not cold hearted and blind. We may not speak the same language, look the same, pray the same, worship the same, but they are a human too. They may have done horrible things, but at some point you have too. We have to keep love alive. Let your hearts remain tender.

    I hope that today you will share your kindness with the world. We all could use it! Happy Reading!

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  • Is 2026 The New 2016?
    AI photo of me from the other day.

    There is this trend that everyone is saying that this year is the new 2016. This trend has social media users posting all their old memories. Some people are confused and think the trend is silly, while others of us think it’s a great! I think it’s a way to see growth, change and relive a moment in time. I mean it has been ten years, and I think that is significant, especially considering how much the world has changed since then! I think for some people they miss their youth, and for some of us life was just getting real. Think with me for a moment, what were you up to at that time?

    Where can you see growth, and where do you still see a need for change? I sat with my journal this evening and just revisited those old memories. I tried to think like I was back then for a moment I was tricked into the idea that somehow my life was better then. I think that we all are longing for when things felt more slow, simple, and more certain. The world is in such an uproar right now. I only had one kid, in 2016, I met my husband in late 2016. He already had kids from a previous marriage, and now they have become my children. My days are filled with teaching, drinking coffee, cleaning, cooking, running a full household.

    Today as I thought about this 2016 trend, I wrote a letter to that version of me. I find that in the beginning of the letter, I missed that part of me, somehow she felt stronger. Then I decided to remove that thought and replace it with these thoughts.

    • The 27 year old me, would have not had the courage to start a blog, I was shy about sharing my writing with the world.
    • The younger me was always looking at my flaws and wanting to change them, but the 37 year old me, looks for what she can accept. I recognize that I am flawed and unique and that is okay!
    • She used to be afraid to loose things and people, now I release more and more. I take note when I start holding too tight.
    • This version of me is so much more patient, empathetic, and wise.
    • I have become the mother that I needed, I am way more dedicated now than I was before. Then I was just too immature. I hope my son sees how much I have grown.

    It felt good to just write to my youngest self and give the encouragement that I am still on the way to my path. It just was not a straight path like I was desiring. I wanted it the easy way, and that doesn’t produce the pressure needed to produce change. I was able to tell myself not to worry so much. I hugged my five year old son and imagined me getting that hug at his age. I think I didn’t hug my mom enough, because I was afraid of her. I squeeze my little ones tight until their little bodies go limp with the warmth of love. They fight and wiggle and I hug tighter, they often think I don’t need a hug, but when it happens I feel their relief.

    I will forever hope that I have made the younger me proud, and yet there is so much more to do! I imagine what the next ten years will be like. My children will be 26, 25, 24, 15, 12 man that is scary to think about but time will pass. The gray hairs, weight gain, scars, cellulite, wrinkles, all reminders of the minutes passing. I want to live well; I want to look back and see more than pain and disappointment. What will you do with the next decade? Who might you become?

    We are constantly waiting for the right time, a time that we do not know if it will even exist! We must learn to continue to take risks and keep moving forward. My favorite MLK quote speaks to the importance of persevering.

    “If you can’t fly, then run, if you can’t run, then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving.” -MLK

    The changes all around us can be daunting at times, but we too must persevere and see what is up ahead. What if the answer, shocks you and it’s even better than you could have imagined? The song that I am listening to says, “The day I showed up is the day, God showed up!” We have to go looking for the good that is left in this world. We have to learn to be that good thing too!

    I wonder what MLK would think about how things are today? Did his purpose become a reality or is it worse than before? I think that is all about perspective. Was his death worth the price he paid? Did he die in vain? I believe that he created a spark that has remained ignited for decades and we still today see that dream. We now even dare to dream it for other nations of people too! Keep your dreams alive friend! Who knows the legacy that you will leave behind. The smallest and even insignificant changes, and disciplines lead to extraordinary places!

    Today is another day in a history that is still being written, this post will soon be just a memory. One that I will be glad that I fought for my voice, that I kept showing up! For someone who tends to run away from things, I had to learn to wrestle with my emotions. To tame them into purpose. I had to keep coming back to this desk until I was able to calm down and write. I am fighting battles that many people wouldn’t even understand. And dear friend, I know you are too, that’s the beauty of life. We all are dealing with something and still show up for the things that matter.

    My own anger has been a silencer for my true voice, and when I sit with the emotion and let it fuel me it becomes magic! I produce something tangible that I can use as the motivation for my tomorrow! I find it really hard to write when I feel that anger, and sometimes that’s what I need to do that most! I need to release it and take what I can learn from it. Lately, I have been hearing my inner voice, louder than usual. It’s a curious phenomenon, but maybe I am just simply ready to listen. Maybe I finally am beginning to trust her wisdom. I have dealt with a lot of abuse and one of the things it does first is take your confidence. It makes you feel like you cannot trust your intuition.

    God gave us our intuition it’s a gift, and sometimes it can hurt. We must separate the pain with the realization that it’s a way to protect us from ourselves. Our bodies were created with such great attention to details that we must learn to embrace all that we are. We are divine beings, just a little lower than angels! God, give me the courage to keep listening! I feel a deep transition in my life right now and I must admit I am afraid. I have to make so many choices, and I want to make the ones that serve my greater good. Sometimes it can be hard to do that because things can seem right at the time but later, we learn it wasn’t.

    Maybe that is part of the journey too, just to take our paths with the best intentions and not stress it. To keep our focused attention on what we truly desire to accomplish, and keep going. I may wander off the road at times, but that is how my instincts are sharpened through experience. I love to sit and think like this, what is the meaning of life? I will always seek answers to the unknown. I hope that you too are willing to keep showing up and see what the day brings. Get your work done, for when it is night, no man can work!

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