Mommy and Daddy. Their love is my healing balm. As soon as I got home. ….my mother and I were shopping for a bit then I helped her run errands etc. We drove around and cracked jokes on each other. She was making fun of my Tie Die and I crack on her about her Brooks Brothers.
Anyways that night we had dinner at some new rest and I ordered a salad and clam chowder. My mother ordered what i really wanted shrimp scampi. She was really into it. I had to have some and did. Then they both started making jokes on me about my herbal stuff I wanted them to try. They were joking that when they get really old I would be shoving all kinds of things down their throats telling them eat that and take this. They were both laughing so hard that they were crying and i was cracking up as well.
This morning I woke up earlier then them and made them some herbal drinks. I peeked in on them and saw them all cuddled up together. They are each others blessing and i am truly blessed to have them as parents. I know that true love exists for me some day for I am a product of it.
I am burnt out from NYC and need to be around their love. For their love renews hope in my heart and gives me strength to move on.
I woke up this morning feeling like I was hit by a truck. I ran 2x the amount I would usually run on Sunday. After that I talked to a trainer at a gym then …..shopping. I didn’t get much. Never really do. I am always looking for something no one else is wearing and thats hard in a world of cookie cutters. Around 3 my lower body was screaming and I still had to meet with someone later on that eve. I was meeting someone about my move and I was like excuse me but I am really feeling my morning run and I have lay down. Got home and crashed!
Anyways if I see another rain drop I don’t know what I am going to do. I know rain is cleansing and all but please please please give us a break. Bring us one week of sunshine. When I look at the weather I am like you have got to be kidding me. I have not had one bikini beach day. The environment is surely talking to us about the damage that has been done. Oh well
Not all brothers are liars or “rolling stones” and only care about how big my booty is. Still there are women just as bad looking for men with a lot of cash and pretending they are not. Truth is money and fame run a lot of the exchanges that people go through more then the the spiritual world does. I guess thats why I try to always keep one eye open. My father is a brother and he loves my mother very much to the point that she runs the household. “Go ask your mother he would say” all the time. Can’t hide nothing from them. Never could even when I was a kid. When a date would pick me up at the house my father would always take me to the side and ask me “Maluwa do you really like this brother?” I would say “Yes why?”. He would say “Don’t ever use a brother “. Now I see (see peoples reaction to me and the power of beauty in a sometimes ugly world) Beauty is more about what we feel then what we see. Beauty is the kindness of one soul to another. Beauty is about looking into someones eyes and telling them you love them without saying one word. Beauty makes babies. I tell my parents every day..I Love you.
There are two kinds of people in this world those that are aware of the spiritual world and value family and those that….. crawl and slither . The second kind are more creatures of habit then human. They function on the flesh the surface ….their Spirits are here to feed on the ones that don’t know any better.
Pretenders do exist and thats the trick to be able to weed out the true Spirits from the Animals. If you don’t learn how to then you will not be able to embrace hold on to and cherish that one true blessings that may walk into your life.
I sit in front of my altar and ask for “the one”. The one that ends my search. I also pray for understanding..communication..truth and honesty.
