Friday’s Motivation

No matter how long the darkness is or takes, the ride, it always has a deadline. It will pass. All will end one day but how long the journey is or the curvature it will take, is the question that only the Man Upstairs can answer and has because no matter how long the darkness lasts and the thunder roars, joy will always be close by blessing us with its aura, smile and all its glitter, the bright light we so desperate crave, first thing at the dawn. Patience is much required, however and faith is not for the faint of heart. It is one that will test us to the core, requiring much exercise of our fragility and handling of unwanted temptations but sit still and know that tomorrow is always a highway to heaven; I mean, your peace. A great, blessed and groovy weekend to you. Stay safe. Stay well. Stay humble. Love. Joy. Peace. Always. Cheers!


2020, Bye… Just go!

I woke one day in January of 2020, had all maped out, how exciting the year was going to be and then… It was supposed to be the year of the Rat and and what a rat it became. Who knew the beast would live up to its name.

I knew confiment was going to be hard for some people, especially those who live alone or the party animals. The square root of a room became one decorated prison cell. Yeah, try telling your brain that but since I have been in my version of the acid trip, pandemic didn’t turned out to be all that bad. It did not phase me one bit and compounded with the excitement of the election year, couch had my name spelled all over. Bring it on boo.

I loaded on all the essentials, Cabbage Patch Kids had nothing on them at the supermarket, rolled the dice and embraced confinement; the intricacies were my muse. I rarely adventure out of my house for nothing until I came out to realize the virus wasn’t going to greet me by my door, sort of speak, so I came out my cocoon to get some sun.

I began to entertain myself, let go of my inhibitions, let the world in and let my talents lose. No, I may not become that famous singer but singing I was. I may not become that famous comedian but putting up funny videos or stories I was putting out. I may not become that famous chef but videos of my cooking whatever I was sharing. Ina Garten I wasn’t but queen of leftovers I became, mixing and matching, creating whatever was left to make a meal and nothing go to waste queen until the kitchen screamed, no mas.

I embraced Netflix like we were girlfriends. I digged down the bottle of my library to discover unread books and devoured them like pumpkin pies. And yes, I went nuts on 45 just because the theater was closed and a clown was on the prawl.

But overall, I took time rediscover self that no matter how nuts the world is or could be, I am resilient, strong and smiling I was everyday no matter what. I surrounded it all to Him. I gave myself permission to let lose and let go, no longer be the shy or diplomat.

I learned that I like to smile and laugh a lot, and it doesn’t take much to make me happy. Life is not all it crap out to be and silence, stillness is not for the faint of hearts but a much needed apparatus.

I learned the true meaning of family, friendships; people are not written in stone. There were some disappointments but oh well, it is life as true selves emerged in time of crossroads.

Human beings are being tested to their cores, the world, we are being tested with unprecedented deaths, a plague many don’t seem to grasp its magnitude and tentacles, some learned are learning lessons and others got stuck at the railroad. The world stopped, nature, earth came alive, emerged, became brighter. Some understood its transformation, its essence and appreciated its beauty and others didn’t and so be it. We are not one in the same. It is life in a nutshell. Personally, I am still trekking and trekking I will be in the new year, expecting the unexpected.

To you, us I hope the better comes forth and takes over, common sense prevails and becomes the driver of the new trip we are about to embark on. Happy New Year to you and yours. May it be filled with abundant love and blessings, love, health and gratitude. Here is to 2021, Cheers!

Me, Myself and Irene Christmas Edition

Just for fun. I was not in the mood for Christmas as 2020 has presented itself as one pathetic miserable bitchy year and I didn’t see the need to reward it but as life dictates, we should always count our blessings, take the good, the bad and make an omelet out of it. I mean, we need the bad sometimes to shake our bun-buns, teach us lessons as our life depends on it but not the dump that was thrown at us like an hot pot on the oven. 2020 has officially been canceled and we saw it in real time.

I made the decision to pick and follow, not to choose but follow, embrace the present. The Lord is my Sheppard I shall not want. I decided to take the good the year has offered, ditch the horrible, put it on a pile of manure and bury it somewhere on the curbside. Pumped I became and as much life has been one bowl of tomato soup, He restored my soul, leading me in the paths of righteousness, I was not about to turn it into a mash potato.

I moved in, decorated the house, sprinkled a few scent of pine here and there on something that resembles a Christmas tree, (my tree is too big and I was not in the mood to deal with it. I got the one on the corner and spruced it, add some light to it and it is standing tall and pretty, smiling right back at me), put up the lights and made it feel like the holiday that it is for two grateful soul dwellers. Yup, not going anywhere but my home. Ms Rona said so and I am ok.

2020 has been one puking year, for the books that no even the bookkeepers could have foreseen, forget the make believe horoscope card readers psychics, they were out to lunch on this twenty twenty and riding on my parade one more time it wasn’t, in the Christmas spirit I was going to be. I put my foot down and declared that life is for the living and living I was going to and elected to finding goodness, joy, the bright light in the pile of hay, grab it and make it my umbrella du jour. Yeah Christmas, bring it on!