Kickin ASS and Taking Names

You know I have never let others dictate my life and my outcome and what it is I am going to achieve or not achieve in my life and I am not going to start now! Meaning this...for all of those who are miserable in your own lives and strive to see others fail because you don't have the guts to kick a$$ in your own life, GET OUT OF MY WAY! I refuse to let you slow me down.. For those of you who KNOW me, you know perseverance has gotten me far in life! YES I have made mistakes and yes more than once but that makes me a great teacher. Use your negative for Positive! My life only gets better from here, I know how strong and driven I am and I have the Faith that God will see me through if I remember Him and continue to fight the GOOD fight!
SO, You have been warned, I have my battle gear on and I will have the most AMAZING life and I will have GRATITUDE and be happy and will remember to PAY IT FORWARD! ♥

RANT!!!!

Kids today and their blatant disregard for owning up to responsibility and having "I'm entitled to everything" attitude is complete bullshit and parents and society need to own up and set their kids straight.
What happened to the days when you played outside, played board games, used your imagination and such???
I'm sorry but my 13yr old is NOT ENTITLED to a facebook account because fbook exists...or entitled to a cell phone with texting and wifi or other media driven outlets!! 13 YEARS OLD...when you show you are responsible and respectful and possibly can help supplement payment (chores) or something in such items, my answer is HELL NO! And going behind my back will only hurt your cause in getting any of above items! Nor does it help that "other parent" aids in the fraudulent fbook account as to be *nice parent* (bullshit)
I do believe ever child and circumstance is different and I have known a few responsible 13 yr olds with facebook...but honestly I still think it's a maturity thing!
THOUGHTS??

Good stuff!

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Love In Wonderlust By: S. Baber

Love In Wonderlust                          By: S. Baber

Ode to that which seeks and penetrates my soul..To bask in the love that courses through my veins and ensnare the senses and visions of true beauty with the visual manifestations of that my seeing eye produce.

In that moment of astounding Joy..where she allows love to engulf her truly for the first time in what seems to be a storybook’s decade…body and mind entranced and brought to a place…a field of tall grass with wild flowers and lavender a bloom..She is cloaked in a dress made with material that has the softest touch and a vision of cloud like existence formed yet flowing from her and as her Joy grows the hue of the gown change from soft pink to peach and to yellow…all transpired from the aura of Love and Joy.

She stands there and the world she is in…in that moment…the peace flows freely from her heart down to her toes…slowly bringing her hands to her heart, to feel the beat…and in that moment she hears the voices which bring her Love to this land of Wonderlust..It’s as if her emotions have taken over her surroundings.. the breeze is the sweet melodies singing her Heart Song and the skies mimic the warmth ensnared within. Shades of purple, as a night sky. Then on to the Hot hues of Pink and orange all swirled together…and the skies all of sudden produce stars gleaming white and shooting merrily as if chasing one another in a frolicking game of tag. All of her feelings playing out around her in a canvas painted by her soul’s desire, Love.

She looks to the heavens and her morphing gaze feels the vibrations of all the living things around her..In tune to the Heart Song they all share. Her eyes fill with tears, and as if they are liquid crystal, they run down her cheek and drop among her skin and the even the ground and everything they land on glow with an exuberant bright light…shimmering in its purest form…

You have the cooling and warming tones to the skies with dancing starry bright lullabies…the field of sing song swaying grass living freely but kindly…the breeze warm and harmonious, as sweet as honeysuckle and demur like a deer, but ever quick and welcoming…her existence the grandest part of Love in its finest form…Pure, daring, and unconditional…It has been a battle field of destruction and won over once again in Loves Faith Unwavering.

To have Love in one’s heart, but to have Love in one’s heart, mind, body and soul is a love worth cherishing and protecting until time shall no longer go on.

Rebirth By: S. Baber

                Rebirth                                    By S. Baber

Living in this life not knowing if I’m just existing. Or am I part of an imaged background, floating past all the rest of the world.

The life I believe I have been leading … it’s as if I am moving, possibly floating forward with the feeling of a rope attached to me and trying to pull me back as I try to gain momentum and move forward and at the same time Images of my life and decisions I have made are swirling around me. Was I wrong, has everything I’ve done been a mistake or am I progressing and a dark force trying to convince me everything I have done has been for nothing and everything I touch I destroy?

Have I made a difference, Is there happy in this life? Will they prevail or grudgingly move forward to spite me…the knot securely planted in my throat as I think and release these thoughts to my keys.. the burning tears, the shaking of my hands the fear of these thoughts and if there is truth.

But somewhere deep inside me I can Hear and I can feel the thoughts of; You have done your best and you are strong and will overcome and not be a sub sequential thought in the line of progression. The tasks you have been handed have not always been easy but you did not give up. You sacrificed and bore yourself and your soul to see that no one should suffer such as you have. Yes you have made mistakes and Yes there will continue to be tough times but I have bore to you that you have the FAITH and strength to endure the fiery darts, cold words, and moments of cavernous silence and loneliness inside yourself. Remember I have created you out of love and forgiving of your sins and the way that you hurt yourself the most is by not coming to me and relying on me and believing that my plan for you is much greater than the one you can create for yourself. My child when you try to carry these burdens alone you become your own demise….

 

It’s at this point that my body trembles from the tears and emotions that have taken over my body. I have to relinquish control and have faith and live my life with him as the North Star…never changing and always there. A bright beacon of hope.

 

One other time I distinctly remember Him speaking to me in my time of letting go and healing. He said, I cannot make him choose you such as I cannot make him choose me…  Those words held such truth. The feelings that followed, that the pain and burden left in my heart, the love I once had for someone, all of it was lifted and taken from my heart and shoulders. I felt the full physical and emotional weight be lifted from me.

 

I can look at it as if I have hit rock bottom but I can’t properly rebuild a stronger foundation and being if I do not rid myself of the pain and destruction from before this moment. Let me live my life moving towards the glory that lies ahead…

Candescence By S. Baber written Aug 2011

Candescence    By. S. Baber    Orig. written Aug 2011


Candescent...She seems a stronger sense of being. The Cloak still among her body, but she carries all of herself with a new assurance. The quickness of pace she travels away with. Behind her is the hypnotic place of Wonderland that she is cutting away with … She hears the voices of temptation calling to her…the voices seem so sweet and loving but she is fine tuned to their deceit and trickery. The very things that added to her Heart Song help create the intricate scars that contain a twinge of pain.
The sweet melodies trying to pull her back..She turns and with the force the cloak whips around her..With the force and feeling of betrayal she plants her foot to the ground with such severity that the ground vibrates back to the Wonderland. Her Pain, her tears, her trust, her LOVE all combined in those vibrations…it strangles the voices of Wonderland to silence… flashes of her thoughts and memories, intimate moments flash through the beings that belong to the voices.
For a brief moment her body slumps from the heartache, but as if a string is attached to her she snaps back to a poignant stance that will not break her. Her sharp brown eyes facing them, they see thru to her, not just the surface, the beauty, but the scars and all that runs thru her veins. They see the Heart Song that they not only had a hand in creating but nearly destroyed. A tear manages to escape…She would like to think that they feel shame for the pain they’ve caused. But that is beyond her for the moment. The Girl In the Cloak has broke free from a portion that kept her imprisoned in self doubt. She turns away from the Wonderland and looks to the Heavens…..

Transformed Cloak By S. Baber

        Transformed Cloak           By: S. Baber

Perfumed trinities of existence within one traveling soul…the pale milky complexion has again returned, sharpening brown eyes, a flush to her cheeks…the cloak she has bore for so long has seemed to transform to a gown that as you gaze and become transfixed on her being, the garment has a silky yet cloud like appearance as if the pain has been touched with hands of the finest and purest love and forgiveness.

Her movements are as if she is floating perhaps even a butterfly. As she moves her garment gently moves in the breeze and the sunlight captures the hues of the fine thread which it has been spun from. She no longer seems scared or deer like but has a warm angelic stance. It’s as if she has waited a hundred years to be released from the turmoil that captured her in the cloak like state.

She has been touched on the pigmentations that run through her heart and being that for the first time the cursed pain had been taken from her heart and soul, taken from her and accepted and his eyes bore through to her spirit, engulfed and absorbed and accepted with his every fiber the hurt and beauty that lies within her. For the first she time she felt warmth from her toes to her heart that a trust and bond had been formed and that her greatest demise and fears could be conquered with his accepting and endless love.

Her touch to him was like thunderbolts pulsing through his body…the shock, the warmth, the power…but the beauty that ensued his being, the fact that he could read her thoughts of her heart, mind and spirit, sent through him a peace and confidence in him that he could be ultimate love and grounding force and a combined force that would be unbreakable..