Posted: August 16, 2009 at 1:44 am | Tags: abuse, assholes, pulling through, strength
Thankfully
A sad and lost boy desperate for an angel to save him
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A young woman sheltered so completely, she appeared angelic
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a date rape
and a remainder of ONE (small innocent female)
Not wanted from conception……. abort abort abort! the banshees screech.
Lies told in the name of God…… Sinners! Sinners! Sinners !
A future of pain and sorrow set forth before birth
innocence scavenged at 3 years………a family tradition continues
change only brings more predators
then vultures came in masks of friendly deception
the babe was given no knowledge or weapons of defense
add the wolves devouring more than their “share”
she was left for dead
but her heart never stopped beating, her mind never stopped searching, her spirit never stopped soaring
She clawed and she scraped and she prayed and she fought and she cried and she forgave and she loved and she never let go of the soul created, even before conception.
The spirit that was breathed into her by her maker, before all the pain, before all the defiling she was pure and loved.
A love that is bigger and louder and brighter than any darkness this world can dish out.
I always hated math anyway.
Posted: August 15, 2009 at 11:56 pm | Tags: finding hope, money, pay up
Pay pal is empty? Gotta fill it somehow.
Don’t give up just because you think your “broke”. You always have resources. Your change could be just under that cushion. It is within your grasp.
Posted: June 4, 2009 at 6:15 am
I swear I didn’t know this existed. I was on a different computer and was looking for my blog. I typed in hopenminded and the search came back with this . I had no idea there was a dictionary entry on me.
It made me giggle inside as I thought of the many people who really did NOT like me when they first met me (online). After some time of them tolerating my “hippie dippie happy” view on life and my openness to most ideas, no matter how strange they seemed to main stream society, most of these people came to understand me better and most actually like me. A few just tolerate me or ignore me and I’m ok with that. I understand everyone is different and needs different influences in there life.
I am always amazed at this life we live. It’s such a fun journey. I love the growth and change that comes with age and experience. I don’t know exactly why I get to be so (for the most part) peaceful NOW, but I am so thankful for it. Maybe its true that all things must have balance in life. My childhood was the stuff of horror movies, so it only makes sense that now I should be happy and safe.
I have a strong passion to give peace to others. I want so much to bring them this feeling I have. I am not exactly sure how to do it. I’m searching for my way in this one. I know I wont fit into a traditional therapists “chair”. No I need something with a wider spectrum. I need to be free to give the truth from my heart and mind not from just a text book. I think they call these people Life Coaches. Sounds kinda wacky to some, but in my search I have found so many people looking to Life Coaches to help them change their lives. What a wonderful way for me to share my Hopenmindedness.
