What Happens When You Forget to Look Up?

Heads down, souls absorbed into the mass stream of media.  Drowning our humanity.  

When is the last time you looked in their eyes, felt the vibration of a soul connected to another.  

Can we just be programmed out of it.    Can our collective parts all be mirrored in a room alone, looking down into the “phone”?

Should it even be called a phone at this point, or should it be called an alternate state in the universe.  

The ones who are awake, remember what a mother’s hug feels like or the touch, taste, smell of everything. 

They say the eyes are an opening to our soul.  Well what if we opened them up to take it all.  Our will, our thoughts, our time.  Us.  But what if all we are now is people who once had people?  What if what we are is the people alone.  Lost?

WHEN THE NOISE IS SILENT

Locked in the moment, in a space in time, the noise is silent. 

But why?

The noise created by digital things, emails, text messages, phone calls, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Tik Tok, Reddit, LinkedIn.  News streaming across your view, unable to press the off button because you love all of it.  You love the busy.  You love the noise.  Distraction from the world around you.  Your job is underwhelming, your relationships aren’t solid, your life is merely spinning.  

Every new day hits you harder than the last. Disruptions in your “plan” by exterior parts of your life drain you. 

You strive for the perfection you see around you, but your days don’t fit the same profile.

Alone, without connection though connection surrounds you.  Waiting to feel alive, to feel…

Loved.  

All of a sudden, the noise, all that runs around you, comes to a halt.  In that moment, you feel love.  It’s captivating and warm.  It’s beautiful and everything that was distracting ceases to even exist for that moment.  

When you allow yourself to feel love, to be locked in to the most important moment that lives, you live.  And it reminds you that the noise doesn’t matter.

If I didn’t know you…

By knowing one another intimately, empathy develops. Empathy is the ability to understand and share feelings of another. It is experienced as one human being moves through the world and connects with other humans and life forms. It is the only tool that can combat hate toward one another. It can not be taught and must be individually learned.

There are countless stories of people becoming friends after generational family racism and hate. All it took was for one person to sit at a table with the other. Every moment captured in the presence of someone who differs from them is a moment that can change the course of a that person’s life.

The reason so many generations before us relied on separation and hate was because in many instances, integration and true connective moments didn’t exist.

There are still places in this world where one type of person has never met another type of person. Whether the difference be race, religion, gender, or sexual preference, there are some communities that are simply ignorant to being in the presence of the other.

Ignorance is the greatest threat to empathy. It is necessary that we are able to find a common ground for all of humanity to realize that we are much more similar than we are different.

Our deepest wishes and hopes for ourselves and our family members almost mirror that of anyone else despite their differences.

Once a person walks with another through different life experiences, that person begins to see the world through the other persons eyes.

Our differences make us interesting, but our similarities will allow us to have the compassion that we need to not destroy each other.

In the end, we bleed the same, dream the same, and fight for what we love.

The Mind is Beyond the Matrix

Everything that exists in this world can be explained down to the very atoms, however the mind, not the brain, is something that still remains a mystery. The why of consciousness is a search many philosophers have given their life’s work trying to unfold. I am simply a medium that is able to express my consciousness through my writings. When I write, I don’t create an outline or plan of what I will pen down. I write the words that flow through me. I write the topics that don’t leave my conscience. I write because I have to share.

Enlightenment is something that all of us gain in different measures from this lifetime and the many others that we’ve experienced. Like the leaves on the trees that wither away and die, only to be reborn, again and again. Our lifetimes are like seasons of consciousness. The only piece of us that stays with us through them all is our Mind (some like to also refer to as our spirit).

Many of us search to find answers and meanings for the experiences, but the answers don’t exist in the material world. The “inner voice” that speaks to us is where the answers are hidden but many of us haven’t been able to unlock that part of our understanding. The material world is based on laws and systems, the spiritual world is beyond all that we see. It relies on feeling. Not feeling like touch, feeling of our deepest emotions enables us to better understand.

The deeper we can understand the why’s of ourself, the more we can understand the why of consciousness. Accepting that there is something within us proves that there is more to the story. Beyond the matrix, beyond the barriers, beyond the laws, there is consciousness for us to discover. There is a beginning and an end to our lifetimes, but there is one stream of consciousness that flows through all of us. Follow the stream.

I didn’t know speaking about equality would get me REJECTED from FB

I have always been a person of deep spirituality. Prophetic some might say. I have always thought about what it means to live with purpose. Purpose is what drives me to write. I’ve never been paid to write or encouraged to go against the laws of the land. But what happens when my free speech, and sharing it with others is rejected.

For the first time in my life, power has silenced me. My voice is no different than any other average American. I am not famous or powerful. I am humble. I want nothing more in my life than to leave a valuable message for the generations that live beyond me. I want nothing more than to right the wrongs or at least try to.

Never would I have thought that one of my blogs, written from my heart with only good intent, would be rejected by a platform. Speaking truth to power is important, but what happens when power won’t let us be heard.

I wrote a blog yesterday about supporting my Black brothers and sisters in their fight to gain true equal rights from a system that has silenced them for too long. It was nothing more than what every faith lives on; Treat others how you want to be treated. It is so simple, yet so complex in the world we are living in. An opinion is all. An opinion that spoke of love and support was rejected by FB. I didn’t understand it so I dug further.

I found that in order for me to write about equality, I must first disclose my name, phone number, and address to the platform for approval. Why would I do such a thing, when I watch whistleblowers from around the world be silenced and forgotten. The people in charge want to know who I am before I can speak about what is right. Why? I am not a politician. I am not organizing the resistance. What is the resistance anyway? Isn’t this something we ALL want to see before we take our last breath?

I had to write about it, like so many other things. More than ever, I had to speak up for what I see as wrong. I had to speak up for those who can no longer speak. I had to speak up so that the day I take my last breath, I know I never walked away from the truth. We should all be working towards love. We should all be working towards a better future for each other. These blogs are for my friends, my family, and anyone that ever needed confirmation that love is the way. You can silence me today, but just know I will keep writing, unapologetically.

Sereniti

God Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change

Courage to change the things I can

and the Wisdom to know the difference…

This is the most simple and rewarding path to true inner peace.

We often go through hardships that we feel overtake our soul.  They are so painful that we can’t find a way through.  Usually the pain is in sync with so many other feelings, such as love, disappointment, fear, anxiety, and sadness.  When we feel this type of pain, it can be almost too unbearable for us.  Days can go by that you sit in this dark place.  There is no light at the end of the tunnel and you can’t imagine a day without this pain.

This is when I turn to the words listed at the beginning. 

God Grant me the serenity to ACCEPT the things I cannot change. This is most valuable.  There are external factors to your experience on earth.  That be, the feelings of others, the actions of others, environmental circumstance, economic loss, among many others.  These are things that we have to accept. It is just the way it is, but how can you make a difference for your life.  How can you become better, despite the circumstance.  Baby Steps…

Courage to change the things I can.  Courage is a word so powerful in its sound that it lifts us.  What is courage?  Courage can mean extreme change, control, or thoughtfulness no matter the circumstance.  Courage is walking through the fire because you believe happiness is to come again.

And, WISDOM to know the difference.  Be wise with your choices.  Accept when you can’t change something and move on.  Walk through the fire if you know that you will be lifted because of it.  Always, be wise, listen to your inner voice.  It is the voice that guides us all.

 

This blog post is dedicated to my daughter, Sereniti.  Mommy has always got you, in this life and forever.

 

 

Media Mind Control

 

def; noun Mind Control is a process where a group or individual uses methods to persuade others to change their basic beliefs and values.  

Imagine you are introduced to a new friend.  A friend that is so captivating, you can’t take your eyes off of them.  This friend becomes the best keeper of your deepest, darkest secrets. They become your counselor, constantly steering you.  

Now imagine that this person has become the ONLY one in the world who knows you, COMPLETELY.  But this friend, was not a friend. This friend was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. This friend only wanted to profit off of everything they knew.  They wanted to sell your thoughts in order to control your next move. They had their own agenda. It was an agenda that if carried out, would end in you living every moment to maximize their profit.  

Most wouldn’t want a friend like this.  But we all HAVE this friend. Say Hello to MEDIA!

When I speak about media, I speak on it in a broad sense.  Media, in this instance, ranges from social media, streaming media(Youtube, Netflix, Hulu, etc), Search Engines (Google, Bing, Yahoo, etc), and any other platform that DIRECTS and MANAGES end users.  

The media’s primary goal is to get closer to each end user(us), in order to analyze our behaviors, collect data, create a profile unique to each user, and then sell who we are to drive up sales for anyone willing to pay for our information.  All of the media platforms are built to know as much information as possible about each individual. Things like;

 

  1.  What time are we most active online?
  2. What memes do we share?
  3. What restaurants do we eat at?
  4. Which articles do we read?
  5. How long did we watch that viral video?

 

The fact that every platform knows this information is disturbing, but what’s far worse and more dangerous is that they also know things like;

 

  1.  Who your family members are.
  2. Who are the closest people to you?
  3. That you were sick last week.
  4. Today, you celebrate the birth of your newborn.

There will be a time when few can resist the life the Media has painted for you.  Few will turn everything off, look inside themselves, and find what they want in life.  We ALL have the capability to think for ourselves, and create an image of the world as we see fit.  If you “follow” the media, there will come a day when you can no longer LEAD. If you are a leader, BE a Leader and shut everything off, create your own thought process.

 

Look In The Mirror; The Art of Self Reflection

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When you look in the mirror, who is staring back at you? Do you even take the time to look under all of the layers that have become you? What do others say about you, the ones who are closest? What do they say is your greatest gift and your biggest fault?

It took me a long time to even start to evaluate these things for myself, until I became a mother. It wasn’t just that I became a mother and decided to self reflect. It was that I became a mother and was pushed against the wall and on the brink of losing everything, including my self worth. It was the moment that I no longer had the answers or direction. It was a feeling of pure helplessness that brought me to stand in the mirror and dive into my deepest layers to discover how to dig myself out of the madness.

As I would look at my daughter, a gift.  She must have meant that I was worth something,  right?  I created a miracle. A healthy, happy beauty in this world, yet I couldn’t enjoy it. I was fighting my faults and my light was beginning to burn out.

Luckily, I began to stare into the mirror. I began to identify what and who I was in this world and to be honest about my weaknesses.

By identifying my weaknesses, I was able to search for ways to become stronger. One weakness in particular was my inability to be consistent. Scatterbrained is what most would call me. So I searched for books and people who were organized. I searched for the things that I was not so I could learn the HOW.

I read, “Think and Grow Rich” and there was a chapter on Auto Suggestion. It described how to trick your mind into doing instead of thinking. And there it was, a eureka moment. So I began with putting my keys in the same place everyday. Then going to the gym every other day. Then writing down notes to myself. I realized the key to my weaknesses was being open. I had to be open to the strength that others possessed. I had to be real about the fact that I did not. I had to be humble about starting from the basics.

If you have even one more year on this planet, what would you do with it? Who would you become and HOW would you do it? The answer is simple. LOOK IN THE MIRROR.

I AM VENEZOLANO (Spanish/English).

Never could I imagine being separated from my parents, thousands of miles away, only with my young siblings.  Never could I imagine, standing in the streets all day, selling candy, hoping to make money for food.  When kids around the world would be in school, I would be standing in the heat of the sun.  Being forced to leave my home country because it was my only chance for food and shelter.  Though this is a reality I cannot imagine, being from the United States of America, it is a reality for the children in this video.  As I visit the beautiful country of Colombia, I can’t help but notice the many Venezuelan’s in the streets.  They have come to Colombia for the simplest of things; Food, Shelter, and Medical care.  There is a crisis in Venezuela right now that is catastrophic.  I couldn’t ignore what was standing in front of me.  This blog is dedicated to the people who have been pushed into extreme poverty by a corrupt government.  It is dedicated to…..The Venezolanos.

 

Time is Our Most Valuable Resource

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If I lose a dollar, I can replace it with another, but, If I lose an hour of time, I will NEVER get that hour back.  My father once said to me, “I’ll sleep when I die.”  This was a man who woke up every morning at sunrise and didn’t go to sleep until 1 or 2 in the morning.  He couldn’t have been more right.  Today, that same man is asleep forever, may he rest in peace.

Watching so closely the full cycle of life, from my daughter being born to my father’s untimely death,  has taught me a crucial lesson.  Time is my most valuable resource.  Every moment of each day is an opportunity.  It can be an opportunity to share time with a loved one, an opportunity to write, an opportunity to take a chance, and the most beautiful fact is that every moment is an OPPORTUNITY.

Many of us live in the past, or look to the future.  How many of us actually live in the NOW?  Since my father’s passing I try to ALWAYS live in the present.  I am constantly asking myself, am I happy with my moment right now.  If I am not, then I quickly adjust myself to think positively and change course.  I do not know many things, but what I am definite of is that this is my moment.  My life span could last another 50 years, or 50 seconds, but what I choose to do with my moment is vital to my quality of life.

When we fail to look around us and bask in our present, we fail to see the beauty of living.  Life is a gift.  No matter how many times we fall short, we are alive.  We have something that is so precious.  We have something that for all of us, will run out.  So when you wake up in the morning, appreciate and utilize the time you are given because it will be gone before you know it.