Love My Soul, Not Just My Body

Eyes. Dimples. Lips. Neck. Shoulders. Breast. Nipples…. You get it, right? All of these lovely body parts that are meant to be honored, kissed, and caressed are there, but that’s not just the entire makeup of a person. What about long convo’s about the cosmos, God, souls, business ideas, and healing the world?

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I have encountered this idea of moving fast endless times in between me being a “baby savage” and a good girl. Just when you think about giving someone a chance, they talk about sex. I like to read, converse, and debate you know!?! *sigh*

You can busy yourself with learning the mechanics of my body and how and when to touch me, but when that dissipates, because it will, you will have never knew all about nurturing my mind and soul. You would have missed out on the best part of …me.

I have set myself up failure in the past. Ughhh…thinking, okay…I’m just going to let him taste… but get caught up in the bodily emotions. Nahhhhh…..at some point you have to renew and break habits. On my journey in 2017, I’m finding me. In that same respect, whoever I choose to deal with, I want that person to learn me and love me. Touch my heart and soul, not just my G-spot. Know my inner workings, so that you’ll be able and better prepared to know my outer workings. Accept me with all of my flaws. Love my soul first and my body second. I am more than sex. You are more than sex. You’re that imperfect  person, lover and a dreamer!

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Who is She?

I’ll be honest, I fell for the bullshit before…the lies. I won’t say never again…but I’m much wiser and keener on reading people and keeping my past lessons to the forefront often now. Your flesh is something serious. Life is the experience and lessons.

Lesson: Any man/woman that feels it necessary to rush sex as the part of the “getting to know you” process….I would advise to think long and hard about that. Choose to be with someone who will respect you and your wishes while still showing love and affection. It’s not easy to keep all that horniness under control…and you’ll probably want to call up an old person…Don’t do that either. You let the chips fall where they laid on those past situations…no need to revive old experiences. Nope, nada, zilch.

 In time, the universe will send someone your way that is respectful, chivalrous, compatible, who will love you, and… can lay it down….I’m just saying! 😉

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Road to healing…

We make mistakes of moving too fast and not giving that true chance of getting to know someone. Tame your flesh. You will get there!

 

Peace and Blessings,

Random Mixed Chick

It Could Be You……

Hello Beauties!   It’s 4 a.m. and Im awake! My daughter woke me up….because she had an “accident” the bed. She is 5 years old and she typically doesnt have accidents, but when she does, I usually get upset.

My logic is that maybe if she sees my disapproval about it, then maybe she will try hard to just get up. Sometimes kids forget and you have to limit how much they drink before bed. I can say that I have become very accustomed to not having to get up and change diapers, or bed sheets any longer….so long are those days! But, no…. It happens. I actually caught myself this morning….I told her what she needed to do since SHE wet the bed…take the sheets off and change her clothes….Of course she was unable to do it. I am Mom…and she is accustommed to me doing the dirty work 🙂

After I was done washing her sheets, God spoke to me softly when i got back in my bed and I realized…. 1. This could be me in my Silver years 2. Just help her because you love her…dont make her ashamed of what she has done. can you imagine being old in adult diapers while having your children have to change you just for them to scold you and say, “Didnt i tell you not to pee on yourself, Mom?” How sad and ashamed you would feel. Im not going to do that to her again and Im going to apologize to her when she wakes up in the morning…because it as just an “accident” and it could be me….

These are the moments that help me the most while on this Journey to being the best mom…EVER! Sometimes you need reminding how much of a child you are in your adult life. You were once ther too…wetting the bed..:) Lesson Learned …..

Peace and Blessings,

Random Mixed Chick

This had me thinking as well….. Enoy the poem…I got it from my Facebook timeline…

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“My dear girl, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”… Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story night after night until you would fall asleep. When I don’t want to take a bath, don’t be mad and don’t embarrass me. Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower when you were just a girl? When you see how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to learn and don’t look at me that way … remember, honey, I patiently taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life’s issues every day… the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If I occasionally lose track of what we’re talking about, give me the time to remember, and if I can’t, don’t be nervous, impatient or arrogant. Just know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with you. And when my old, tired legs don’t let me move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you when you first walked. When those days come, don’t feel sad… just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love. I’ll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared. With a big smile and the huge love I’ve always had for you, I just want to say, I love you … my darling daughter.” Original text in Spanish and photo by Guillermo Peña. Translation to English by Sergio Cadena

It’s Levels to this Spiritual Thing, You See!

Hello Blessed One’s

 

Have you ever been so excited about going online, or standing in line to get the best concert tickets to see your favorite musician? If you have the funds paired with the high level of passion and interest…then you are definitely going to want to be in the front to be able to see that person in concert. So…Why is it  that we can’t have that same enthusiasm for the very first row of seats at church?  Everybody will bypass the first row for no really good reason.

I have a been thinking about a creative way to express this post all week…and I finally have it. Its levels to this spiritual progress.

 

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Sitting to the Side or those Upper Level Seats: I can raise both of my hands because I have been there and done it! 🙂 I remember not wanting to be at church hearing a Word at all…..and if i had to go, I wanted to be able to escape….down the hall, stairs, or back entrance…especially if it was boring. During these times, I thought i could handle my problems alone, depended upon man to get what i needed, or simply had lack of respect for the minister’s thoughts..because they didnt apply to my life, right?! These are the seats where you dont have to do too much and you basically blend in with the rest of those lost people who are on the verge of “trying”. I fell asleep…i ate food….and barely even put money into the offering basket. When it was time to sing, or give Jesus some glory and praise…i lightly clapped and definitely looked around to see who was watching me. I think back to myself and asked why??

 

Next… we have the Lower Level Mezzanine and the Floor Seats: The Mezzanine seats gives you a good view that enables you to see details and may even cost a little more than the seats above. People who are at the halfway mark through their spiritual journey will usually sit here. These people have gotten out of their shell..a little…they will clap a little louder…and “touch their neighbor”.The Floor Seats are the bomb!! Now if youre here…youre most likely 3/4 the way. Sitting here at the concert means that its possible for you to dance, clap, shout, and lets not forget…touching your neighbor without looking around at your peers out of shame. When youre at this point, you have probably had a few road blocks and many trials that made you want to give up. You may have just given up, but you always came back to Jesus. You know of nothing else in your heart, mind and soul but to come back when you have been knocked down.

Now….if you have lots of dinero’ for Orchestra Seat, you my friend have made it….on Earth. But, if you have made it to the 1st and 2nd row of chairs, or pews at church, you have come full circle and understand that the riches here on Earth mean nothing without being grounded in the Word. You have sought the Kingdom and understand that if you seek Jesus First that everything else Will be added to you. Youre not afraid to raise your hand in praise and worship, youre not afraid of what people are going to think…because you now understand that they are sinners just like you. At this point, sitting in to the side, upper level, mezzanine, or floor seats does nothing for you. It only feels good to your soul to be close to the stage.

 

Personally, I have come full circle and made it to the Orchestra because I am just plain tired of sitting elsewhere. I need to focus on the Word and nothing else. If Im sitting in the front, where is my distraction from the Word?

What also helps to propel you forward on your spiritual journey is to have like-minded, or better individuals surrounding you. Ever heard of the “crabs in the bucket effect”? You cant get anywhere with people who want to keep you down with them in sin? Progression is wonderful. 🙂

Which area have you chosen to sit in lately? Let me know where you are at on your spiritual journey today!

 

Peace and Blessings,

Random Mixed Chick