My #BeReal guest today is Darla Halyk. I really love this beautiful soul. She really is a very passionate person and you only have to read her blog to see it spill out of every pore. Whenever I see her avi pop up in facebook my automatic reaction is to smile. Not only because she…
My #BeReal guest today is Samara Speaks. That isn’t her real name but it is the one I have always known her by. Facebook wants me to know her by another name so they deactivated her account asking her to #BeReal. But Samara is who she is. Samara IS real. I practically begged her for…
I don’t wanna be looked at If you can’t see past all of my pretty lies There’s more to this picture if you look deeper You will find me behind these eyes I’m right here Behind these eyes ~Connie Talbot -Inner Beauty Just be yourself. #BeReal. If you like the idea of the #BeReal campaign,…
My #BeReal guest today is Laron Chapman. I am drawn to him because he has a very welcoming smile. When he says, “Hey, whats up?” it’s not a simple greeting but a question he means for you to answer. Recently, we spent time getting to know one another and my first impression was accurate but…
Byron Hamel is my #BeReal guest today. There are many things I love about Byron. I think he is the kind of REAL that changes lives. But I don’t want you to take my word it; I want you to discover him for yourself. Here are a just a few of his stories. If you…
We strive to feel connected. To belong. It’s not a surprise we try so hard to conform to societal standards. But do you ever wonder who is building the construct? We advertise belief and preference just by existing. We build the constructs with every choice we make. “Who are you?” Chances are you have difficulty…
Most days I’m a mess, don’t look at me But that isn’t something I’m willing to confess You’re looking through me, I turn away Not ready to be all the things you hope for me You seem to think I am made of steel But I assure you it’s a complex illusion Scraps of paper…
My beautiful friend Shae sent me this beautiful poem and spoken word. She also sent a few links where she read some of her favorite poems I wrote and they are awesome. Weird hearing your words spoken by someone else but it is truly awesome. Thank you Shae!! WAKE UP Wake up little one Your…
It wasn’t the first time Her heart had been broken But it was the first time Her heart felt like junk So… She told the boy to keep it Because she knew, never again Would it ever beat the same
Robert Frost asked me which road I’d take And I looked at the yellow woods pondering Before noticing he, as well, was wondering Once started, once decided, once planned We would be either on one or the other And we would either be alone or together We sat and conversed in lengths and lengths The…
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