Roll of the Dice ....7Twice.

Today the only music playing is the soundtrack in my head. If I had to toss out a song that would be randomly playing as I wrote this blog, I would go with "I Was Here" by Beyonce. Lots of folks don't like Beyonce. I'm sorta indifferent. I think she's bad assery. She can sing, dance and she's beautiful. Her talents can't be denied, although they often are. On the flip side, I think she's strange, secluded and aloof. Part of that could be a self protection tool of which I can't say I blame her. She seems to have fun with her life and I know there are things about her private life that have gone public (i.e. her father and his infidelities, children and dead beat dadism) that have to silently affect her with great measure. So yeah, I'm indifferent. If she puts out a song I like, I vibe with it. If she doesn't, I don't defame her. I hate that she wears a fake ass sometimes because her body is good as it is. But that's not my business and I REALLY dgaf.



I have a few of her albums. Some dope, others hit and miss. But it was the 4 album, the one she completed after firing her old management, father and team, that I Was Here appeared on.

The first time I heard it, I instantly became attached. I even had my friend Ro play it on the violin at my cd release party. It's a beautiful song that is all about living your life with and on purpose. Having a vision and executing it. Believing that you will change someone's life with what you are gifted at and knowing that you will be remembered long after you are gone. I connected instantly with this song.

"I was here
I lived, I loved
I was here ....
I did, I've done
everything I wanted and it was more than I thought it would be
I want to leave my mark so everyone knows I was here"

That is today's blog track because this blog is a deviation from the norm. This blog is about vision. Actually it's about vision boards and the one (or should I say oneS) that I created for this year. I won't flip the script in this space to often, especially with me trying to get for real about it for the 1000th time, but this particular entry is necessary for my audience (as inspiration), as well as apart of my #AMuseD journey. I was supposed to put it out weeks ago along with my blog sisters Laura of Oh  Wize One and Jeanne of Finesse Curves. Today is January 26th and it's roughly 3 weeks overdue (Shout out to my blog sisters Laura & , who posted their visions...see links at end), but as they say it's better late than  -

severed.
I added that touch. Why?
Well this is where me doing a 2016 Vision Board and A.M(use.D.) come together in harmony.

Severed -  Divided by cutting or slicing, especially suddenly and forcibly.
                -  to put an end to (a connection or relationship); break off.

It's better that you create your vision (board) late than to sever your vision. Part of a vision board is disconnecting from the idea that you can't, shouldn't or won't do something. Whatever your 'something' is can only be determined by you, but creating a vision board puts that something into play. It's like adding your piece to the board game. You are officially off and running.  Roll the dice.



This blog was a vision. While there was no board or no prior intent, it was still a vision that was executed. It was me psychologically putting an end to (or breaking off) connections and relationships that were swimming in my system and causing me continued damage. By getting these thoughts out, I was able to heal (although I needed other measures as well) myself from the pain of a failed situationship. I cut the rope. But I used my scissors as more than a sounding board. I began to see this blog with a new future and even greater possibilities. The more I write, more that vision is reaffirmed. Now, this blog is on my 2016 vision board for it's future. I am speaking A.M(use.D.) into greater harmony and purpose.

2015 was my first vision board. It was my first time running barefoot around the sun and saying to myself "I GOT THIS"! THIS WILL HAPPEN!!!
And as if I were a magician, I watched the actions of the year unfold and before I knew it, I had done everything on my vision board to some extent. From an unplanned trip to San Francisco to finding love, EVERYTHING I spoke into life and every game piece I put on the board came into fruition. I rolled the dice and collected $200 more than I went to jail. Well that is, if this were Monopoly.

There was no way I couldn't do a vision board for 2016. The difference this year is my vision got bigger. Here's my thing about vision boards. Me and my sister and niece get together with a stack of magazines, Sex in the City (or some other show of equivalent greatness) and laugh and talk about silly stuff while cutting. I cut everything. I don't go in with an intent or a set vision. I enter my magazines with a blank canvas of a mind and let my natural instinct guide me. My eyes find the words and create phrases, thoughts and ideas as I turn pages. In the end, I have LOTS of stuff. I arrange it, tape it or glue it depending on my patience and the aesthetics and hang it up where I can see it daily. DAILY. I saw my vision board of last year every time I woke up. I like phrases so there tends to be more words on my board than pictures, but go where the spirit guides you and be serious. Know that a vision board isn't a 1st grade school project to be forgotten by the time you graduate. This is your life and you're speaking and creating it into existence. Cut until you get tired and then take a break. Come back and arrange it. This is you after all. This is your game piece. Roll the dice.




So, this year, I had a lot of visions. Some that grew from an extension of last year and others that grew as extension of my new growth. I ended up with two boards. It's ok. I'm petty like that. They both have a recurring them of FIND IT. LOVE IT. One is about basically everything from mental growth to getting engaged (hey...* shrug* ); the other one is more about writing, saving money, vacation, spirituality and taking self seriously. You'll see photos below to determine which is which.

I always include some random black girl magic. I was also able to come across that phrase twice. Another recurrence for the win :)

 There is nothing on my board that I don't expect to come true.



Everything on there has purpose and plenty of rhyme and reason. If you have not already created your board, get to it !!! It's necessary and it can be a bit stress relieving. Plus, who doesn't need something else to do with all those magazines that Half Price Books won't buy from you? Let your secrets spill out onto a .79 posterboard and watch how your actions begin to naturally unfold towards those goals. There's a beautiful marriage between sight, sound and action that doesn't receive enough credit.

Now is the time. Both of mine are done. I put off the second blog for a minute out of sheer laziness, but it's completed now. Check them out below and feel free to add yours to the comments. If you haven't done it yet, go do it. Grab your books, a glass of wine and a good tv show or some sound music and just go where the flow leads you. Today is the day to get it done. It's better late than severed!!  This is your life. Your game piece. YOU WERE HERE!!!!!

Go ahead and roll the dice!

Blogtrack (mentally):

"....7/11
7/11
Seven Twice, man Seven Twice"
~Beyonce, 7.11

Also, be sure to check out my blog sisters and their vision board experiences:

New Year, New Squad Goals
Goals
~j

4th Quarter: What A Time To Be AFly

"I'm in over my head
i don't think of you
in bits and pieces
i think of you only
like a miracle
loving so deeply
i feel it through all my past lives
it feels good
I'm never saying goodbye"
~Over My Head, Alabama Shakes

2015 has come and gone. I remember starting the year off with my sister...we were laughing and doing grown up things and dancing, singing and taking selfies!! I don't remember if we watched the ball drop or not. The rest of the year was set by that tone: Live, Love, Laugh. Stay in Great Company. Dance.

"Loving so deeply,
I'm in over my head"

I went everywhere. I did everything. I met new people and ate a fruit breakfast in the mountains. I flew to California for the first time and drove a drop top Mazda thru San Francisco streets while my long twists blew in the wind. I wrote love in the sand at the beach. I zipped and soared thru my artistic life with new climbs up my personal ladder. I exhaled more than I can recall. I partied hard and fun and fell asleep on loved ones. I loved my dogs more and my job less. I followed the steps towards God more fluently. And then one night, I found myself praying for something I hardly ever prayed for. I was driving up Emerson when the conversation with God turned to my loneliness. I remember it being a prayer of thankfulness. I was on my way to a show and thanked God for yet another opportunity and a beautiful year in general. I needed it. But I was still missing something...something that I hated that I missed. That I still felt the weight of it's absence made me sick. I turned to God in a natural sense. It wasn't contrived. It was necessary. I prayed for love. I remember hearing someone speak on being specific in prayer and I began to list qualities and attributes of the soul that I wanted in this love. I asked God to send me love. I thought I said I wasn't in a rush, but that I felt it was time I tried reaching out to Him and seeing if there was a possibly for me to find someone. Not just anyone.....
No more anyones....

I have a blog full of anyones that I'm trying to turn profit. Lol. I needed that one.

It was the next day that a conversation long overdue began.

Blogtrack:
"It's taken me a little while to bounce back
I've been falling from something good
and people say I took a little too long
Ooh, I did
yeah
oh baby, oh
Til you came along and you saved me
You saved me
with that  good love."
~You Saved Me, Gary Clark Jr.

There are four quarters in a year. So far, I had spun heads in my favor for each quarter starting in spring.I dubbed the fall "#TheGreatFallUP2015, and how prophetic that title would go on  to be ........

......

Writing this blog is hard. This space isn't for me to tell all about my year; this is a very particular blog and I would like to keep it that way, so the portion of my year that is blog-able for this space is peculiar to write about due to the fact that I don't want to say too much or give too much away or expose too much ....this is my reality. This is my life. And it's currently happening....this isn't the past tense anymore.....so I have to be selective on what I share out of protection, privacy and for the health of my relationship. But I have to share this part of my year with you, as you have been on this up and down journey with me and when I tell you my prayers were answered, I mean it. I believe it. I feel it in the most strange parts of my system. It halted me in my writing. It shied me from poetry - fearful to use him as  muse because I didn't want to put my hands in the put of stirring the magic. I needed what I prayed for: Natural Magic. This beautiful man came into my world and did something no one else had ever done: he made me pause. EVERYTHING took a break. I spent the last quarter on a spin and have been spinning around my own axis every since.

"From the first moment I knew,
I wanted this forever"
~Down to Ride, Gary Clark Jr

I have seen NYC out of hundreds of blinks and eye theories...I shared it with Queen, Too Black, Z Baby and Styxx...I have walked solo and talked to strangers. I have seen it and felt the sun on my shoulders with sunglasses as protection. I've laid on the waters of the Hudson with only a simple ship as my barrier...I have loved every step of NYC traveling, both by car and bus and plane as well....I have experienced it in many ways.....but never as a couple. When he told me yes to NY, and then went through with it, I knew. I KNEW IT.

"I got a girl who's down to ride with me
damn she looks good on that passenger side
with me
no more time to waste
thinking of the past
adjust that rearview
got my foot on the gas,
i got a girl who's down to ride
with me"

I KNEW IT....the moment I slid his periwinkle blue car out of the Holland Tunnel, I knew for a fact  that he was my husband to be. So now you know. No, I'm not engaged. But I'm involved in a grown up relationship....we are dating ON purpose and with one. He talks to God about me, in front of me and without me around. He talks to his parents about me. We talk to each other about the future. There are no questions. There is no wonder. We communicate like big grown ups. It's not perfect...but how could it be...jY is involved, lol. He knows and talks to my friends. As a matter a fact, every person close to me has met him and basically developed a natural relationship with him, either in passing respect associate style or true friendship. Everyone likes him, including my mom, Gmom and me.

"....baby I'm gon always be around
cause we're in this together
So when you feel alone
just know I got you
when you're feeling lost baby just know that I got you
My love
My love ......"

We were 35 floors up. The windows to our small room looked towards Times Square and the East River. Buildings were everything. It felt like we were flying. We both worked that Friday all day. I got off work, went to a dinner for Nikki  Giovanni and he got off and got a haircut. We never stopped moving. Our day started at 7am....when dinner was over, he met me at my house and we hit the highway to NYC. Our day didn't end until the first time we slept late Saturday night. By Saturday morning, our NYC date began at 830 am, Brooklyn, USA.

He has made it hard to keep him a secret. Or maybe not so much secret, but it's hard to not post a lot of pictures and say things.I do a semi good job of not saying anything but my love of pictures makes it even more difficult to keep him in the background. I do try not to overdue it. But it's new. It's fresh. We're youthful in our love. He respects me and I feel it. He's my biggest fan, as he says and as I feel. He shows up to my shows....without prodding. It's so effortless. He compliments me and gets involved. I can tell he's not in the crowd thinking of other things. He's listening....he watches...he gives me the space to be me, without pause and appears to love that about me. He is supportive and God fearing and I enjoy my time with him. I enjoy having met someone who loves me to a point that I can feel it...

I can feel his love for me.

"I"m yours right now"
~Alice Smith



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As I look back over the years, not just 2015, I feel bad assery. It's no wonder I have so many capes !!! How could I not?? I am a freaking superwoman !!! I survived and it's not on my own...trust me, I KNOW GOD has saved me and kept me....I know I"m favored...but I survived so much man. And in the realm of love, goodness......I've gone from a space heater for Christmas and a tape dispenser for my birthday to inadvertently buying another woman flowers for New Years to loneliness to a man drove me to New York for a date.To really know me, is to know how much this meant to me. The year was winding down, it had begun to seem that for the first time in years, I wouldn't be going to NY for my annual trip. And then suddenly, there was us. We left Sunday after checkout.

I do love him.

I have never experienced a year like this one or a relationship like this, but what a way to turn the last quarter over. I met someone who has made it ok to trust myself. He has shown me that my love, in all it's flaws and intensity, is enough and is beautiful. He loves what i love, including me.  I see God in his beautiful eyes and sometimes, I stare in them until he's uncomfortable. I love his parents. I FEEL so connected. All this time, we have been right in each others faces and not knowing that destiny would lead us into each others hearts. I only wish I could type out just how connected and how ordained this truly is but please, trust me when I say the man I am with is no accident. And I'm 100% positive about him, about us and about the future of this Harlem Renn themed wedding.

Did i say that?
No, I'm not engaged. Also, I"m not jumping into anything crazy. I'm not desperate.

I'm actually, for the whole year of 2015 and moving into 2016 hopped up on it, listening to God.

What a time to be a Fly(ing).

"Every 4th quarter, I like to Mike Jordan em"
~JayZ



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-januarie

The Liebster Award !!!

Good day all !!!!

I have some of exciting news that I have been sitting on.

Background info:

The Liebster Award was created for bloggers, by bloggers. It provides the opportunity for bloggers and readers to connect and discover other blogs.

Well guess what!!!!???
I was blessed to be nominated for the Liebster Award by Laura Wize of Oh Wize One !!!

 This is huge for A.M(use.D.) for so many reasons !!!!

Big thank you, hugs and kisses to you Laura !!!!!  * muah *


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Questions from Laura/Oh Wize One

How would you define your style?
I think my style is a little bit of everything. Let's call it gumbo fashion. Lol ! Sometimes I"m chic and classy with a Olivia Pope twist and other times I'm toned down and bohemian. Heels are often my starting point, but I started to add some tomboyish flair with them, so to say I mix things up is an understatement. I LOVE dresses; rinse and repeat: I LOVE DRESSES. I like to dress them up and down, add shirts and quirky patterns. I'm an artist so I use that as a right of passage to wear and try whatever I want and get away with it! S/O to tutus!!! 

Who are your style icons?
I have two separate answers for this. First, my style icons would have to be Solange Knowles, who can almost do no wrong to me, Tina Turner, who oozes confidence, originality and a sensual yet brilliant sense of woman and also Lupita Nyong'o, Sarah Jessica Parker and Marilyn Monroe. Part two to this question would pertain to eras: My iconic eras of fashion would be the Harlem Renaissance and Vintage/30s, 50s, 60s& 70s as well as the 'Motown Era'/Mod era.

What is a social issue that you are passionate about?
Women and Black Lives. I am extremely passionate about the emotional wellness of women and  I seek to inspire and empower them with just about everything that I do. Women's voices are and have always been constantly suppressed as though we are dangerous fires in need of extinguishing. Our bodies are treated as though they are a male ego's playground for sex and fist fights over rights and it is my engrossed in every fiber of me to make sure we as women use our voices, control our bodies the way we see fit and to never stop fighting for each other. I seek to bring us closer together as women. As a black woman, I fight this fight for women of all races but especially and intently my fellow black sisters. I am unashamed to say it is WE first in my fight. Also the lives of black people are being plucked off right in front of us by the puppet strings of racism. Holding the names of Renisha McBride, Tamir Rice, Trayvon Martin and the 1000s of other names as well as newly added ones (every 28 hours) up and out and not letting them die in vain is also a passion of mine, although at times too overwhelming for me to even speak of. 

What is your favorite style trend this season?
Capes ! OMG I love capes! I have few couple of different cape pieces in my closets. I think when done right, they have this business elegance that speaks of  snooty shoulder rubs and high end high heels with insurance. Lol ! Seriously, I love the Hollywood glam vibe that capes bring to the upper body.

What is your go-to date night look?
I'm a huge dress fan. I love dresses as much as I love capes!!! My go to look is a cute form fitting dress (but not too short. .I like dresses that come to my calves. I want to look like his date, not his paid accessory), a pair of simple heels and a cute blazer to compliment the heels.
 
What was it that made you want to start blogging?
I was intrigued with blogging from it's inception. I remember looking up the definition of blogging because I wanted to know if it was really a situation where I could say whatever I wanted to say, however I wanted to say it. I started my first blog in 2004. Writing is simply my passion so whatever ways I find to create word art, I easily fall in love with. Over the years, I've ran several different blogs. My goal is to turn A.M(use.D.) into a best selling book. But the passion of blogging will always be within me. I am drawn to the fact that writing is no longer an exclusive club; now all who enjoy the gift of writing can now create their own hub.

What is one of your goals as a blogger?
To speak my truth in such a way that it inspires my readers to be unafraid of speaking theirs. I started A.M(use.D.) in particular as a way of healing from a lot of past hurts. Speaking truth isn't just about telling my story or telling on other people (the names have been changed); speaking truth is about getting to the next level of your life so however that speak needs to come (i.e. blog, music, painting, dance, etc...), let it out. I hope in confronting who I am in front of the eyes of others, it will empower and push others to do the same. And to also know they are not alone. This life can feel so lonely...until you find out someone else experienced it too.

What is your favorite piece of clothing in your closet?
 My new cape dress (how predictable)!!!! It's long (ankle length), black, very chic and the cape is as long as the dress. It has a very elegant look that exudes power, eroticism and love. It needs very little accessorizing as it speaks for itself. I have yet to wear it but I cannot wait !!!!!!!!

What is your favorite social media site/app?
Instagram is my favorite and the only social media app I have on my phone! I am a huge photography fan and in another life, I'm sure I was a photographer. Naturally IG appeals to me! I love how filters change a picture and I love viewing how others, celebrities included, view the world and the way we love!!!!!!

Which blogger do you admire the most?
One of my all time favorite bloggers is Awesomely Luvvie !
A few other favorites are Jadore-Fashion,
The Girl Who Ate Everything
of course there's Oh Wize One. I am nominating Deva Logan of Harmonylux Lifestyle

Questions:

1.  How did you get started with blogging?
2.  What inspires you?
3.  What do you do when you experience lack of motivation/writer's block/other roadblocks?
4.  Where do you draw your sense of fashion from? 
5. When did you get comfortable with yourself?
6.  Do you think that bloggers get less respect than column writers and/or journalists?
7.  What is your responsibility as a writer?
8.  What is the future of your blog?
9.  What brings you peace of mind?
10.  How does fashion inspire you?
11.  How do you see the future of blogs evolving ?

The Rules:

1.  Post your award to your blog.
2. Answer the questions that you were given from the person who nominated you.
3. Nominate a few new bloggers you've discovered. 
4. Create 11 new questions for the nominees. 
5. Thank the blogger who nominated you and post a link to their blog. 

A.M(use.D.) - The Name That Says It ALL.

I got besides myself yesterday. I spent nearly two hours trying to format my blog correctly. I'm not sure what the problem was, as I did nothing I haven't done before (write in a Word doc then copy/paste to transfer). Yesterday blogger decided to highlight all my words and it was just ugly. It was ugly on the blog, ugly on the eyes....it was bad.

After some googling and youtube tutorials, I had to go into the html and search for specific background colors and delete them. I did that and it changed the color of the font and would not change it back to white. It was such a stressful time that I completely forgot to include this bit of information that brings me to next-day-blogging. It's probably better this way because this is can stand alone as it's own whole blog, and it may answer some unasked questions from anyone recently joining the world of #AMuseD.

A couple of days ago, one of my avid  readers asked me if I had blogged at all about the meaning of the title, #AMuseD. I let her know that I may have alluded to it in a blog or two, but there was nothing where I actually detailed what brought me to this particular name and breakdown of spelling, but that I would try to include it in the blog that was about be released. As I stated earlier, my mind ended up focused on something completely different and that information didn't make it in the most recent post, but here I am ready to divulge the great secrets of #AMuseD!!! : )

So, where to begin??? First, let's go back to some of the old flyers:

This was the first official 'flyer' I created for the blog. It took a lot of playing around with the word itself and the letters to get the exact spelling for it. I remember thinking of how 'amused' I was (sarcastically of course) at the idea of #MuseWeasel. What started off an idea to do a self-inflicted exorcism of emotions started to seem like a good writing opportunity the more the days passed. As I started to think of the friend that used to tell me that my life was a book that needed to be written, I toggled w/the idea of creating this blog based on my past relationships, situations, incidents and occurences where love is involved. The more I thought, the more (sarcastically) amused I became. 

First came the status'. Once the word AMUSED hit my pyche, I couldn't  get rid of it. I would add it to pictures, hashtags, I would leave it out of sentences that were clearly pointing to the word itself. I couldn't shake it, even prior to the realization that it was title-worthy.

June 6, 2013 via Instagram:
Caption "less than ...."

The caption was a lead towards AMUSED. By then, I was starting to feel more than my fair share of amused. By that August 1, I added it to a 'feeling'. The status said "There is so much I want to say but no point, purpose or fulfillment from saying it * shrug * Feeling amused. *smiley face* " 

August 12, 2013: "Hmmm...er'time I end up on this particular 'newsfeed view', I always palm my face and say 'why kennie...just why in the eff did you switch to this view?" Smdh. FB puts all your business out there...better not watch no porn. ...FB will tell on you. ...in the five minutes I switched to this (for a particular reason not associated w/trolling), I have learned every single move everyone of you 34 people has made sicnce 5am........"  <

By October 22, this was posted:

Picture caption: "To become someone's MUSE is not a lightweight event. At least not for me. I'm not amused enough to find a MUSE anywhere. #ImNotJustAnybody"

But I wasn't done with him. At this point, I had started to play with the word itself. I saw it broken up and apart and still stnading alone as a whole statement. I remember when I broke the word up in three pieces and saw the "D" was at the end (the letter his name started with), I thought I was on to something great. I wanted to do something with that title. Maybe write a small chapbook of poems? After all, I had written many about him. He had literally been my Muse for months. And his name started w/a D. It was all in the cards. #AMuseD was born. I decided to make a chapbook. I DECIDED to stay where I wasn't wanted. 

November 7, 2013: thought I saw New York inside of one of those dimples. Guess that's why I keep trying to live in that smile. #AMUSED 

It was official. I hashtagged it and liked the look of it. I was still living in a scenario I cooked up on page. I was in my head, in love with a King. But outside of my head where reality lived, I was playing w/a Jester and the balls on his hat. And then three status' later, the bottom falls out and the road changed: 

January 20, 2014- When they've finished exploring their whoredom across twitter, IG, and facebook, they instantly turn to Kik. It's called "Starting over for Cyberdummies"

I was turning 35 in three days. And my spirits had been crushed like  can of orange pop. Just over a month later, Queen passed. My system went into full shock of the year's events that happened up until March 1. By the end of March, I had somewhat made a decision. I decided to keep this cool title I had, spin it up a bit and change the flow of the chapbook. my intent was to write it in deamn near record-breaking two days and submit it. That was too hard tho.

FB: They say the true test is how SILENT you remain. 
LOL. 
I'll let "AMuseD' (the unrequited love-gone-postal-story you been waiting to be inspired by) be the judge of that. #NewChapbook #SubmittingIntwoDays

But by April, I realized that was doing too much. I realized a chapbook could not tell the story I needed to tell, especially if I was telling it in two days. At some point, I made the switch to just start blogging it. And to call the blog the chapbook title. 

By April 30th, I had firgured it all out. 

A.Muse.D. - often spelled A.M(use.D.) 

Taken from the word AMUSED, the title has four parts in one word: 

- A Muse - To have a muse. To have been mused. To use a muse to elevate.

-Amused - To simply be amused. To be entertained, albeit sarcastically in this blog, but at the very least, to be given a chuckle.

-USED - To get used. To be taken for a ride....to give and divy parts of yourself/your life up to one person who intends to give NOTHING in return. 

-D - It just so happens that I've dated or kicked it w/several people who's names started w/D. It seemed befitting. 

All were things I had been. I had been amused. I had been used. I had been taken over by my Muse. 

And on April 30, 2014, I wrote: 

I started something new....

i just have to be 100% sure i'm game to do this. This is all the way.....
its up.
its ready.
All it needs is for me to share its location. * thinking *
If you can see this, you have been invited to read along. Not for 'sharing' purposes but because I was moved to feel like YOU could get something from what you read.....Lots of transparency, probably the MOST I've ever been, and a lot of stuff that will make you gasp at them and ME !!!! But I know in my heart I have a true story to tell that will HELP someone...i know that. I've always known and thought these things didn't just happen just to be 'happening.' But how to share w/shitting on other people and while taking accountability but not EXCUSING the actions of others ????
I think i figured it out.
Question remains tho: Am I ready to let you see it ? * giggle *
#AMuseD #TheBlogSeries

 

To say I was scared is a bit of an understatement. But then, the universe kept spinning shawty my way. 

May 14: ....and then this popped up:

"Truth cannot be concealed. Truth is 'that which is.' It is specific energy in the universe. It literally begs to be revealed, especially when hypocrisy and deceit - distorted statements of 'that which is' - moves towards domination." - Dr. Francis Cress Welsing

By way of Atiya Mariese

‪#‎AMuseD‬ ‪#‎TheBlogSeries‬ ‪#‎AreYOUreading‬ ??? **cover me, I'm going in **

May 20: 

Something I saw in my feed that resonated:

"People will say you're "messy" or "petty" for calling someone out on their shit, but their opinions are invalid because they can't call you the one thing that they wish they could: A LIAR."

~ Renee BeautifulStruggle Parlez

‪#‎TheEnd‬ ‪#‎TuneIntoTheBlog‬ ‪#‎AMuseD‬

I did flyers for it every week. 

And there is it. 

That's how AMuseD got birthed and what A.M(use.D.) means. Thanks to the FB activity search feature, I was able to do this step by step !!!! It's been pretty inspiring going back to the beginning. I thank you for continuing on this journey with me !!! It continues from here and I'm very glad to be back !!! I can't wait to see this blog continue to grow and eventually land itself all kinds of awards and best seller nods! Today, #AMuseD received it's first nomination from fellow blogger and follower, Laura Wize (https://www.facebook.com/ohwizeone/) for "The Liebster Award". Stay tuned for tomorrow's post for to learn more (yes there will be a post tomorrow as well)! April 30, 2015 marked the ONE YEAR Blog'versary of #AMuseD!!!!!! Thank you to everyone who has been around since day one and the newcomers as well. You all have made this possible to BE and to HEAL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

~j