#dear2018

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Be happy with what you have whilst working towards what you want!!! . . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQLiving #goals #dreams #aspirations #quoteoftheday #motivationalquotes #positive #happy #grateful #positivevibes
May 25th: #Dear2018 : Attention is the currency of this age of mankind, and most seem to be labeling that as a negative aspect of our society. They label technology a Goliath and throw stones as if they can make their giant stumble. Yet they forget it was not the stone...but the force behind it...the reason behind why it was thrown...they forget the faith put in a boy. People put their faith in stones these days, behind keyboards made gravel beds that they shuffle their fingers through to pick out the words they haven’t really thought over. They pay negativity their attention...faith in stones. I put my faith in people. I do not throw skipping stones...but I do carve stepping stones out of obstacles put in my way. I pay attention. I pay positivity. I used to put my faith in stones, but then I found that there was a voice inside of me...that told me to take that empty stone and know that the only reason I needed behind it...was to never forget the faith in myself. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal // @bundleofbrittany (@cowboy88cin )
FOCUS.....FOCUS......FOCUS!!!!!!! . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #focus #goals #qotd #motivationalquotes #inspiration #future #target #transformation
May 25th: #Dear2018 : My mother told me to always be a tabernacle, but from my father...I learned how to be an abandoned home. My grandmother collects things to clutter around her and we label it sentimental. Maybe thats where I get it from...where I learned to be an orphanage. Everyone labels emotions as childish things and they tend to leave them at my doorstep, swaddled in blankets...running away into the night as if that child will not search for its parents for the rest of its life. What will happen when I can no longer hold your sadness and anger against their will? What will happen when your emotions come of age, when an orphanage is nothing more than cage that they got used to waking up in? What will happen when those emotions reach the world, find technology to be a visual wonderland paraphernalia and fornication? In a world that welcomes tragedy...but is not capable of nurturing...What do you think will happen when your emotions become machines? My mother told me to be a tabernacle...and its not that I refused to pray...it’s just that my father taught me how to pray in abandoned people...I mean, homes. I try my hardest not to prey on abandoned bones. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
May 24th: #Dear2018 : I have vowed to live simply by this: “I will not die with the phrase ‘I could have changed the world’ still pierced to the center mass of my tongue. Shot...as if a phrase could silence a heart beat, disturb the peace of the cadence of a muscle that could praise a curse into a blessing and speak shadows beneath ordered steps. Now, we can argue about who has ordered our steps, which deity struck the sky with light, which force excused death from the table to breathe life into existence, what hands covered the sky in clouds as if they were a curtain call to a seemingly lifeless universe...from the human perspective. But that’s just it, we are just human after all. As humbling as it is to admit, we lack perspective. So, I choose to praise the quiet home because only in silence can I feel the vibration of the source of whatever anyone chooses to believe we come from. Fundamentally, I believe in god in all manifestations, and that is to believe in all things, all possibilities, and probabilities, and in solidarity. But when I say that I believe in god, it means that I believe in you at your worst hours...when rain dances only bring you tears to water your gardens. It means that I believe in you when the fire in your eyes does nothing to warm your depression. It means that god is not a word designed to cage a thing we could not fathom because we did not design its unity, that we are merely pieces of it. One law exists that I abide by: eventually all energy put out returns back to the source. This might not sit well with some people, but I didn’t vow not to shake the world, I vowed not to die before I changed it.// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
This gent is already on the path to doing just that......as he has just signed up for our 7 day detox!!! . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQLiving #lifequotes #health #fitness #priorities #detox #cleanse #motivation #motivationalquotes
May 23rd: #Dear2018 : Once upon a time, a little red bird told me to be a writer, so I told her that her face is close enough to perfection that I can’t tell the difference between her and god, or the goddesses birthed from marble slabs...or the energy from hands of masters who can turn paint into time that doesn’t ever leave paintings that fade unattended. I told her that love doesn’t really resonate with me, but every time I see a cardinal I think of what a red bird she can be...how the way my grandmother taught me to blow kisses at cardinals...is the same way I wish that we would have survived the inferno. I guess that is why my favorite bird is a blue jay, I imagine wings balance the flight of our tragedies...water our infernos down to the ash that became the topsoil over the seeds she planted in me. She told me to be a writer, and so I wrote five books and put them in a war chest besides my bed and sometimes I wear those books as a gauntlet on my weak hand to keep my demons at bay. Somedays, those books are just makeshift umbrellas for my rainy days. Other days, I set them on fire to keep myself warm, editing and re-editing my secrets into euphemisms and metaphors that no one will feel the need to decipher. Most days, my writings are that “guard” that people always talk about...and my heart is a cypher lock, in this forest of a chest, where the animals of my heart roam. You know, the one where cardinal met the blue jay who was being chased by a raven. You were always the cardinal and I was a duality of some man playing with nature, picking up feathers and stitching them into bindings, pressing their freedom into sentences, defining “love” on paper until the raven chased the bluejay into a library I am not all too familiar with, but it is shaped in the waveform of a vow that sounds like: I will not shame the inferno only to praise the phoenix. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd //
I cant help but agree with this Dear 2018 . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQLiving #travel #sunseasand #sunset #goals #inspo #dailyquotes #qotd #lifestyle #bikini
Excited clients are the best!!!! LQ plans teach our clients not to rely so heavily on the 'Sad Step' (Scales) but instead to track their progress with measurements and pictures 👌 Its all too easy to become addicted to the scales (i've been there).....when gaining a lb after a week of trying your best, makes you want to throw the towel in 🤦‍♀️ NOT on LQ watch 👀 P.S We cant wait to see your after picture too! . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQLiving #transformationtuesday #weightloss #goals #weightlossjourney #beforeandafter #coaching #progress
When you love what you do , and do what you love , there is no stopping you. #Dear2018 @groadsbayhigh
May 21st: #Dear2018 : My grandmother used to pass me her blue plastic cup full of hot tea and milk that I used to hide my hope in the bottom of while watching golden girls on a couch that felt a lot like my life these days, sinking. I got really good at playing hide and seek with my grandmother, but I don’t think she knew she was in the game. Like, I used to hide hope in between the smacking of her lips as she used to blow two kisses to the red birds. It was never a cardinal sin to kiss a cardinal in the wind. I wonder if she ever found it, I doubt it. I play the same game in my growing years. For instance, I hide hope in late night talks about futures and husbands, confessionals of love and worry. I hide hope in crooked smiles and bad selfies, and tussled hair framing content smiles...even if for the moments when everything seems alright. I waltz in, hide hope and then grind out another day in the life. I hide hope in the lines of a facial study...underneath alcohol markers...under colors atop colors atop nine hours of artistry. I hide hope in photographs...in natural lighting...and in shades. I’m just hoping I can hue my life back together...How’s the saying go...an apple a day...nah. A hope a day keeps the shadows at bay. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
Dear 2018, It is only late May and this year has been hell on wheels! Last year I was optimistic about you, and you have crapped all over me, my family, and friends. In addition to my mystery illness the entire first half of the year, Clay needed stitches in his head, we had plumbing issues — multiple times (once quite major), our HVAC went out and was not working during record-breaking heat. What’s more is friends have lost loved ones, or gotten sick, and another friend was lost to cancer. There’s the subject of my cancer, still underway. Just since January we have lost over half of our flock of pet chickens to dogs and hawks! You have hit us everywhere, 2018, from our bank accounts to our bodies, and even made attempts at our souls. We will not cower and stop living. You will not break our spirits! I’m living proof. Worse years have come before you and worse will come to follow, and we will love no less. We will persevere. The rest of the year will be the best of the year! We are stronger. We are wiser. We are more grateful than ever. We will love more. Thank you for the life lessons and the people who stand beside us. We lift each other up! 💫 #Dear2018 #love #banakaslife
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Dear 2018 - Thank you for making me a Aunty. Couldnt possibly run this campaign without a nod to my 1st nephew......Andre!!! Will have the little man on the healthy train from early 😉 . . . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQLiving #family #quoteoftheday #inspo #baby #newborn #childnutrition #nephew #auntie #love
May 19th: #Dear2018 : All of the energy that I am, swept up dust and star trails, mustered up the same courage that it took to force planets together and made legs for me to stand on. I am the breathe of comets strung together in an asteroid belt lighting a way to a Saturday morning smile. I have been in a time where planets were nothing more than dreams of nebulas that hadn’t really understood the gravity of themselves yet. Even the stars struggle to hold themselves together, my friend. How is it do you think we get the light? The darkness, however misunderstood, has always been a compliment to the light...a holder of the light...a track for running waves. So what do you run from, light of mine extended on dark past roads well taken? How misunderstood are you? Do you understand your gravity? There are nebulas that have yet to form that are just as tantalizing as the galaxies they will created. There are stars that power the entire universe because of their vastness, and stars much smaller than they with hearts too dense for black holes to hold. We have always been descendants of stars, of a process we seem to have forgotten on our path through the womb of this earth. We have supernovas in our eyes. You hold galaxies in the palms of your hand. I am a river of energy. Remember, even jagged stones become the river in time. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
In an ideal world id spend EVERYDAY in gym kit........so whats a LQ to do......create their ideal world, obvs . . . . . . . . . . . . #LQLiving #Dear2018 #gym #fitspo #fitfam #aesthetics #girlswholift #gains #gymlife #weightlossjourney #goals
Throwing positivity right out to everybody!!! Hope you all have a Fabulous Friday 🍾 . . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQLiving #positivequotes #dailyquotes #inspiration #motivation #motivationalquotes #power #knowyourworth #happyvibes
May 17th: #Dear2018 : Sometimes, I remember what it is like to be the rain, and I don’t have to hide it in poetry, in stanzas as if that truth is not a scientific fact. It’s not all days, and it is not always, but I practice making that connection permanent...however, we are meant to forget. We are human for a reason, those are past lives. So when people talk of karma I ask them when do we blame the rain when it turns to hurricanes and monsoons..? We blame mankind...we say your levies should have been stronger...your drains should have been wider...you should have seen this coming...because you have been the rain before. Sometimes, I remember what it is like to be the wind...or a nightingale. These days, I remember most how to be a mockingbird...as a jar for the wind in my chest...so maybe more of a robin. I suppose...that is not all that true either. I remember most how to be a duality between what I crawled from the earth as...and what I needed to be to reach the sky...but that is just a metaphor for how I remember what it is like to be lightening. Old people say that they can see the call in my eyes, the wild they mean...the call of it. I guess. I mean, I can see it when I look in the mirror, but Its hard to see lightning strike the same place twice...if you know what I mean...so mostly I just hear the drums in my sky...and watch the lightening waltz through my synapses while I sleep. I’m rambling, right? I do that on the days I remember what it all really means...to rediscover yourself in all forms that you have been...this journey to where we are now...and to think that a part of you remembers you as something that happened in a past life. I guess what I am trying to ask is, how did you feel the first time you watched me run across your sky?// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
So excited to be helping this one on their journey! 3 stone loss.....LQLiving style.....we're coming for you!!!! . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQLiving #nutrition #nutritionaltherapist #weightlosscoach #weightlossjourney #transformation #goals #personalplan #vision #fitness #health
Don't think I'm built for this shit Too busy thinking what if... • • • • Thank you again and for your kind words 📸:@shoybysed And the BEAT my face received?! @enhancedbyteisha Styled by my wife: @lasoulwhisperer Waist Beads by: @embellishedbyk #Summer2k18 #LetsGetIntoThisFuckBoyFreeGlo #StillYaFavGeechie #YallCanGetBackToCrushinOrWhateva #NoBookingInfoWillAppearInMyBio #JustReadTheBlog
'A comfort zone is a beautiful place, but nothing ever grows there' . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQliving #comfortzone #dailyquotes #dailymotivation #positivequotes #positivity #goals #growth #inspo #dailysteps
May 14th: #Dear2018 : Some wonder where I have been lately, and my reply is in waters far too still for other people to understand how to reach me without causing waves. This is not a world for me, and I have seen many...worlds, found civilizations in readings, villages paraphrased in dust we walk on, steps to be followed under ash of holy lands...and still this world is not for me. I was told to be careful of isolation because it is addicting...in this world of white noise...and I seek not to judge it...seclusion has become my comfort, my home, my choice. This drugged society, this machine that plays animal, this prejudice Judah of an existence, this hypocritical...beautiful tragedy. This shakespearean...run on sentence of a society. I leave my seclusion only for authenticity. I leave my silence only for authenticity. I move only when I am moved by authenticity. I don’t judge the unauthentic, I do not condemn it to fire and brimstone. I can only say that I am in still waters. I cannot tell you how to become a river to meet me...I can only tell you that everything is connected in isolation...and until you understand isolation you will never understand what I mean when I say, “If you think about it long enough...you can remember how the universe turned light into rain.”// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
Heerlijk gespeeld op Daer 2018 afgelopen zaterdag! Bedankt voor de perfect getimede foto @kluijfhout ! #dear2018 #vlissingen #middelburg #bluesmusic #martinguitar #bluesguitar #bluesguitarist
"Success isnt just about what you accomplish in life; its what you inspire others to do too" . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQliving #motivationalquotes #dailyquotes #dailymotivation #success #inspiration #goals #happiness #qotd #positivethinking
I figured it was about time i threw out one of my own 'Dear 2018' posts!! After studying nutrition and already helping people towards their goals......i feel this is the next notch i want on my belt!!! Note to self: I'VE GOT THIS!! . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQliving #goals #aspirations #dreams #qotd #puttingitoutthere #vision #future #fitness #nutrition #nutritionaltherapist #personaltrainer #gym #gains #aesthetics #girlswholift #motivation #inspo #fitfam #progress
Nothing i love more than opening messages from people regarding 'Dear 2018' @littleme9516 go get that promotion!!! Feel free to pop me a DM for a feature with your hopes for 2018. . . . . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQliving #hopes #dreams #goals #vision #promotion #proud #qotd #positivequotes #motivationalquotes #success #workhard #goodvibes #lawofattraction
May 9th: #Dear2018 : Speaking has become redundant, conversation has become less of an art form and more ramblings with no self-exploration. I understand now that if you do not treat yourself as art you will become less valuable. Most do not wish to accept that as finite, but in the end we can use the same medium, these mumbles that most consider to be humble with no depth...touching waves because they look relatable and not actually because they are...getting lost in the power behind the waves themselves...all is just acrylic on a unprimed canvas...waves with no depth, nor foundation, nor power. Most people don’t really...really...want to be masterpieces...they want to be pieces to be mastered. I ask, isn’t art subjective? Why do you seek to become objectified by something as trivial as being understood? Do master pieces not have their flaws, do abstract portraits lack luster because they are not understood? You seek logic in an unfeeling world...but isn’t the lacquer, the varnish, what makes you feel in tact? I find I am felt because people can not understand me, I am not logic, not reason, not copy and paste. I am raw waves that have not lost their power, that even in dissonance, break normality curves. I know my tectonic plates as well as I know my sky, my currents as well as my four winds. All that to say, empathy is where I channel the logic of the mind of artists who have lost their will to go on...my van goghs, picassos, basquiats, and da vinci’s. We are all sistine chapel...but have forgotten that we had to break the alignment of our spine to make it reality. You have to feel that...logic did not make the mona lisa, it was channeled through empathy. Logic with no filter through empathy is nothing more than taking taking facial expressions from the last supper...and marble statues...and in the end...”How do you feel?” Turns to... “I couldn’t tell you on my best day...I don’t see faces anymore.” // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018
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May 5th: #Dear2018 : I get the “you’re perfect...but” kind of conversations the more I approach the threshold of what I consider to be transcendent. I don’t leave isolation much for anyone these days...because these days I enjoy tending to my own fragility more than I do to the egos of people too small minded to tend to the gardens in themselves. We are all such fragile things. We are fragile like the sound of “I love you” after a couple of beers and kitchen dances. We are fragile like “relationships just aren’t for me” and “I love animals more than I love people.” We are fragile like the end of lit cigarettes illuminating the lack of sleep from overthinking. We are fragile like “seven years is a long time...but”...”I know I can be happy with you...but”...”Maybe, I am just too immature for this...but”...”I want this to work out...but”...”Its not you, really, its me...but”...”I know its cliche...but”. We are fragile like fragmented sentences held together by a strand still humming “I just don’t know myself yet...I might not feel this way tomorrow...but be prepared for if I do.” The more I get told that I am “perfect” the harder I work to achieve my own successes. I do not validate myself based on the tips of tongues that praise others before they praise themselves. Authenticity is the only substance I have found in the mind of mankind that is everything...but...fragile. “You are perfect...but”...you authenticity scares me...if only because it pressures me, through no fault of your own, to honor its existence with my own...and “I am just not ready for that type of commitment.” // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
Daily reminder, because its easy to forget! . . . . . . . #LQliving #Dear2018 #dailyquotes #dailymotivation #inspo #affirmations #positivevibes #positivequotes #quotes
I always been counted out now its time to show them what im made of!#stack4black 🖤 #dear2018
Ive a sneaky feeling this LQ may well be on the way to achieving this already. . . . . . . #Dear2018 #inspo #motivation #goals #determination #dailyquotes #dailymotivation #lifestyle #lifequotes #visionboard
'A goal without a plan is just a wish' Thats the reason this 'Dear2018' has decided to take on a LQLiving Weightloss plan! . . . . . . . #Dear2018 #LQliving #goals #motivation #inspire #weightloss #personalplan #transformation #fitfam #health #lean #fitgirl #foodie
April 29th: #Dear2018 : I wonder what they will say about my lonely when the things I waged war against in silence speak about the war they have lost, when white flags become a walkway for me to salvation, when I pull all the anchors from the depth of my poseidon frame and call to the sky for my wings. What then will they say about my rapture? I am holy because I say so, because I made myself hollowed ground, because my knees became roots at the foot of my death bed. I don’t need a hallelujah, or a hymn in my name. I need no psalm for the palms that have held grace from birth. We have all been holy things...we have all been wrath...we have all been fire and brimstone...we have always been. Be you...its the closest thing you have to sanctification...or redemption...or whatever it is called when the darkness can’t dim your light because you willed it to rage against the night. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
April 27th: #Dear2018 : Sometimes, I am a walking fracture in space time, a ghost on lines of a page made waves that I do not fully comprehend. They say this is what happens to the human mind when broken, it cuts off all pain receptors and goes numb...it ceases to feel pain...and in response it ceases to feel anything because this is a painful life. Traumas are our toys that we teeth on when we are just coming to terms with how sharp our words can be towards one another. Apparently, I have been numb for quite some time, I will not pretend to be oblivious. I was a kraken after I learned to walk, which sounds like a poor metaphor, until you understand that I tore apart every relationship, every friendship, every kinship because I felt like I was drowning. I never really felt like I was walking, just surfing the current, wading in tides, waltzing in whirlpools. This isn’t a siren song, not of pity and loneliness, just the part of life people seem to miss. What I am saying is keep going, there is a horizon to this ocean. Things from the abyss do not survive the change in pressure to the light, but there are creatures that can transition because they understand the need to adapt. You may feel like a kraken now, some misplaced leviathan of Atlantis...just keep swimming towards the light. Just keep swimming...I’m proof...everything will be okay if you break a couple waves. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
The response to the #Dear2018 post still going strong. Keep them coming!! . PS Im already proud of you ❤ . . . #Dear2018 #LQliving #dailyquotes #dailymotivation #mood #inspiration #proud #goals #happy #healthymind #healthybody #affirmations #powerofpositivity
April 26th: #Dear2018 : Impossible is all of the things along your life path that you aren’t willing to work for, all the roses you pick up with a dream in mind, but don’t water and nurture when you get home. Impossible is a mindset, not an excuse about not having a long enough lifetime. If so, one would live every second religiously, make impossible their tabernacle, sacrifice lethargy on a funeral altar, and make work ethic a deity carved into stone calendars. Impossible WAS finding out that the moon controlled high and low tides. Impossible WAS turning forests into homes, rivers into bathrooms, turning fires into kitchens, turning lightening into pocket computers, and turning human lives into algorithms. Impossible used to be getting out of bed, cleaning my tabernacle not of sins but of excuses, washing the floors of my synagogue frame of mind dirtied with footsteps from past lives and lovers...and friends. Now I tend to my garden, and impossible gets smaller everyday.// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal / Muse: @actionhankbeard
April 25th: #Dear2018 : I did not decide to be a river, I was born one, and even before I was born...I was fluid...I have always been a wave. The thing is, I have been crashing into wayward items all along this human race, this society made uneven river bed, this gravel and boulder existence, these jagged stone people, these drowning philosophies of westward expansion and consumerism. The truth isn’t a smooth stone and I haven’t been a smooth stone either, so I get it...jagged edges aren’t always made for songs at the altar of the lives we sacrifice our time to. Maybe there is something to these philosophies, but they are outdated now. When things stop flowing, things stop growing. There are rivers that run up mountains because they were told to...so meet me at the altar...the one of sacrifice...of long nights made longer because you have to finish that masterpiece you have been working on because you feel it will help you master peace. Meet me where mountains know rivers who climb to become closer to the clouds they gave birth to in the first place...in the transition of the river...from space...to sky...to cloud...to rain...to river...there is a sacrifice only perceptive hearts can ponder. Remember, I said that I did not decide to become a river, I was born one.// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal / Muse: @markus.effin.prime
#dear2018 💜 out of control, wild goes matters around you, does it seem impossible to handle. And yet, life continues onward, despite the wilds. Ground your feet, root strong from the core and draw strength from within to power your movements. Small steps lead to small intentions, no matter how simple or complex. 💜 we can never foresee the wilds that surround us but if we stay grounded, keep our hearts wide open, the possibility to deal with impossible may just be made more possible ? 😝 💜 #lifenotes #torontostrong #forwardthinkingdespiteitall 💪🏿 * * *#tbm to a spontaneous #stopdropyoga #wheelbarrow 📷 kingofqueenz #mypersonsharpshooter aka #tirivashe 😝 * * #livewithpurpose #lovewithpurpose #laugh #inspire #empower #becreative #strengthbuilding #mindbodysoul #fitness #finishstrong #lifestyle #embracedifference 💜🙏🏻
No other words needed!!! My LQ you deserve ALL the happiness in the world @littleme9516 What makes you guys happy? . . . . #LQliving #Dear2018 #inspiration #quotes #happiness #goals #behappy #livewell #create #future #smiles #love #motivation
Studies state.....The MORE you like your gymwear, the BETTER your workout will be...... This gives the perfect excuse/reason to invest in more kit like this from @southbeachofficial ....certainly wont argue with that 😉 #LQliving #gym #gymmotivation #girlswholift #fitfam #fitlifestyle #fitfood #eatwell #livewell #workoutwear #gymkit #fashion #fitspo #goalsetting #inspiration #Dear2018 #dailymotivation #aesthetics
Congratulations to Alex, Clarissa and Danielle team who won first place in the Drop Everything And Read competition! Alex's school involved their community to do activities for the whole month of March. They engaged a total of 1,667 students and teachers in their events. Great work! #DEAR #DEARCameroon #dear2018 #readtolearn #literacy #peacecorps #peacecorpscameroon #pccameroon #cameroon
Did you or anyone you know run in the London Marathon yesterday? I’m absolutely loving all of these goals and aspirations that are being sent to me... It’s great to have a goal, wether that be big or small! Fingers crossed you get to do the London to Paris bike ride @sallyjw_ , with a bit of work and perseverance anything is possible... Keep these coming everyone! #Dear2018 #LQLiving #nevergiveup #achieve #fitfam #gym #fitnesslifestyle #bikeride #London #Marathon #LondontoParis #WorkHard #perseverance #Motivation #Inspiration #BeInspired #ShareYourGoals #Goals #AimHigh
April 23rd: #Dear2018 : The dust settled and I found myself staring at a red stone, one not washed in blood, nor hatred, nor fire...just iron. I did not need to touch it to understand that we are made of the same mettle...and of the same metal. I looked above it to see a colorado sky...I wished to someday grow up to touch on my tip toes...because there is a child in us all. I still have red dust on my hands from hugging stones holding my childhood, and I have a couple of those colorado clouds stuffed somewhere In the back of my closet disguised as moth balls. I have to remember not to hide those colorado blizzards from those on a journey to my heart...I shouldn’t have to keep warning women of frostbite if they stay in my presence for too long...I should not have to tell them to be careful in my bedroom because the monsters under my bed aren’t really monsters at all...just excuses I didn’t feel like putting into the garbage so I put them under my bed. I have buried bodies in colorado snow that no one knows about, lost my hands in weather as cold as my chest when I cannot remember the sun. That was before the dust settled, before the child in me looked up from playing with tragedies in dirt that tasted like abuse. The sky sought no validation from me, nor the mountains, nor the clouds, nor the stone. I was trying to make sand castles and clay soldiers from the dust cleaned from beneath the fingernails of others in need. I was searching for more mettle in others...more iron to build my armor...and the child in me laughed while I wasn’t looking and built me a ladder instead. He said, “This is so you don’t have to stand on your tippy toes to touch the sky.”// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
April 21st: #Dear2018 : I was told that peace was unattainable, that nothing good would come from waging war on myself. I found peace in the ashes, in the hope that rebirth is only possible when everything else has been removed. I took those ashes to my garden, used them as topsoil, and have begun to plant seeds in my chest. I hope that when I speak my voice will rustle the leaves of this forest made man...and peace will drip from my tongue as a wind-song. I have a hope that men will understand their fragility and that women will understand their ability to be strong. I have hope that the gardens in the chest of others will learn to bloom from ashes gathered, opportunities come and gone. I hope when you sleep, you birth stars in your smile. I hope you abandon the need to judge and leave me to my gardening. I hope that you understand that singular strength is not absolute, but the strength of loving something external of yourself is a strength rarely attained, rarely honed, and rarely honored. I hope you recognize rarity in the forests that walk through your life, I hope you treat them like we treat the trees...as they are...no expectation of being anything other than what they have grown to be...from a seed...we all had a hand in planting. Forests, no matter what is to be believed, do not grow on their own. Neither will I...// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
Wether you think you can, or you think you can’t... You are right! So don’t live to other people’s expectations, get up, go out and do something remarkable for YOU! And soon enough you will LOVE what you see and the person you have become... #LQ #LQLiving #achieve #nevergiveup #fitfam #gym #fitnesslifestyle #Inspiration #dailyinspiration #dailymotivation #dailyworkout #Confidence #Beauty #Strength #Fitness #Nutrition #Nutritionist #Nutritional #Dear2018
April 20th: #Dear2018 : Before I was light I was darkness, an absence...a medium on which light ran across the sky of my mothers womb. No one talks about the journey there...what were we to be called? Where did we come from? My journey surely did not start in my mother’s womb, nor my father’s organs. What of love before this life...of passion, carnal empathy, objectifying a body and calling it “mine” and “yours” and “child”? Have I not always been an ancient force, a sacred wave attached to all life and all of death? In that reasoning, am I not...still...attached to that force? What in us has forgotten that wild, that lineage, that journey through existence? I see so many creatures playing social media Russian roulette with triggers suggesting they lack compassion. They think it honorable, “cool” to lack a heart, to give their peers the cold shoulder. However, the more I reflect on my journey, I reflect on the monsters...the real ones. I wonder if they have ever stood next to a creature whose journey drags the room to absolute zero, peered into eyes that look bright in color but there is nothing behind them except a manipulative instinct to master a mechanism driving them to insanity. I wonder if they have stood in rooms with people who have spilled blood for nothing more than the color of a rag. I’ve been in rooms with a lot of things you can imagine...and twice as many as you cannot. I don’t get the luxury...the privilege...of judging other humans based on what I perceive to be light and darkness...because I cannot remember my journey before the womb...beyond the edge of our observable universe is nothing but darkness there and yet...we do not judge the light for breaking the darkness in two every time a new star is born.// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
April 20th: #Dear2018 : Addictions aren’t always belly shots in a bar you can’t remember that you took an uber ride to, or getting lost in a crowded room chasing a one night stand, or binging on depressive tendencies at 2:54 A.M. because 3 A.M. is the witching hour and even though you don’t really believe in witches anything is possible when you haven’t slept in a couple of days. Addiction can be overcompensation at work because your wife tells you that you aren’t good enough at home, or drawing your heart out not realizing that carpal tunnel isn’t really a tunnel time will dig you out of, or eating your favorite bowl of ice cream three times a day because you should “treat yourself”. Its also running five miles a day and stopping by mcdonald’s to run up the usual twenty dollar tab saying “I look good enough, I have no one to impress...five miles is impressive enough.” You hide that behind a hashtag and a filter and suddenly those countless likes help you forget that you had a goal in mind to be better than you were yesterday. Addiction is showing people one facet of your life and believing your ego when it tells you that filter is all you are, that “naturalistas”, “feminists”, and “meninists” are actually fighting for “equality”. Equality is a trust fall, and most days people trust fall with their addictions more they trust fall with themselves. I’m not judging...I’m an addict myself...a bag of sour gummy worms and a bottle of wine is the only tangent I need...I’m just pointing a few things out...but know that I am not pointing a finger.// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal / @trewrussellbrand
Today is one of those days, we all want to get out into this sun and feel great! There’s no day like today to start on your fitness journey, get in touch and we can do it together! #LQLiving #Dear2018 #Bikini #Bikinibody #sunshine #summer #confidence #Inspiration #motivation #gym #fitfam #achieve #nevergiveup #nodayliketoday
Because shopping is cheaper than therapy... Keep them coming, I want to know what you want to achieve in 2018... #LQLiving #shopping #Dear2018 #Inspiration #Motivation #DailyInspo #DailyMotivation #FeelGood #Healthylifestyle #Nutrition #Fitness #Fitspiration #Fitfam #Wellbeing #Goals #nevergiveup
April 18th: #Dear2018 : There is this wonder for the world that I can’t shake, as if I am on the edge of a miracle. I have seen such impossible things, such wonderfully made impossibles. Its not about skyscrapers and super computers, or hadron colliders and teleportation. It is the path of the monarch butterfly...and how some fly three thousand miles to find a paradise no one ever had to tell them to believe in. It is about how dolphins speak to each-other in holograms, and how jellyfish are humble enough in their immortality to just float on. For me, it is the simple impossibles that get me through the day...give me a mockingbird’s song and a bluejays cry...impossible is just a cardinal away. // #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal // @madisonryannward
April 17, 2018: #Dear2018 : There are five women in my life that I would stop the entire world for, wage world war, break my spine and curve it into a smile...calling myself atlas...and spin the world for. The truth is, I don’t need anyone to validate that for me, and that is the greatest freedom I have. I have grown weary of tiresome creatures telling me what I can and cannot do, proving them wrong became an olympic sport. However, all sports comes with eventual injury, collateral damage, and they could not wait to see me fall. The thing is...when I fell I was afraid...because I was tired...I did not feel I could hold back my wrath. It was not until I stood up straight that I understood that it was never the world on my shoulders, only people who believe the world revolves around them...and it was no longer present...because I no longer needed their validation to exist. I have been rare since I came from the womb...that is just a scientific fact. What is more rare is the patience I find in a puerto rican smile, all of the reasons that I should go on that I count in everyone of her freckles, the patience I learn in the way her mouth moves, and to always remain...just remain. I don’t seek to be understood, and in a way she understands that. A long time ago, I promised that I would always be around to see her smile, so I had to evolve...call it selfish...but I want to see her happy...she has saved a life or two...and doesn’t even know it. That is what gets me out of bed in the morning. How about you?// #poetrycommunity #poetrylife #poetsofig #poetry #poets #writer #writers #words #writingcommunity #writersofig #copic #prismacolor #writerssociety #artstagram #art_spotlight #artfido #writersofinstagram #art #artist #poetsofinstagram #sketch #willworkfor2018 #okc #oklahoma #oklahomacity #notjustpoetry #Demxgxd // #IHopeYouHeal
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