<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847</id><updated>2011-08-31T16:30:19.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MO4yasoulchile - The Official Blogspot of Monique "1MOpoeticSoul" D.</title><subtitle type='html'>Virtual Venue of Inspiring Awareness &amp;amp; Insight on the Journey of ----LIFE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-1969261760679491487</id><published>2011-08-31T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T16:30:19.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tap Into The Source</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I got to thinking about state of mind and state of spiritual mind lately.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And truth is we as beings that stroll this earth, inhabit much power,,,sad to say ,, most have no idea how much power we are equipped with.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;See what I know and continually realize is this, God, the supreme being and maker of us all equipped us with many intangible gifts.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sound mind is not only a blessing but also a very strengthening tool and agent if only we tap into the source and apply our inward power.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The mind is an incredible vessel&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;that is vital with ongoing circulation of blood from the mind—the brain and the tempo of the soul…. Now according to history and records of certain religions we inhabit the power to set the tone of our minds and energies that we secrete from our souls.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now only if we would take the time to simply tap into the source, do the work, ,, I mean,,, do the work and meditate, do the work and pray, pray like you have never prayed before, and focus from the deep dwellings from within and commune with our Beloved Father, wow,,,,, LIFE wouldn’t and isn’t as difficult as we mortals claim it to be. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reboot and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Regroup”&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.. Breathe IN,,, Breathe OUT,,,ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings People, Peace &amp;amp; Blessings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1LUV,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1MOpoeticSoul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-1969261760679491487?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/1969261760679491487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=1969261760679491487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/1969261760679491487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/1969261760679491487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2011/08/tap-into-source.html' title='Tap Into The Source'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-8312839293841629235</id><published>2011-08-17T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:39:19.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace of Mind Is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Priceless</title><content type='html'>Peace &amp;amp; Blessings Readers,&lt;br /&gt;Some things in this lifetime have many price tags and accure many expenses but one thing for sure is this.. Your "PEACE" of mind and PIECE of mind is simply priceless. &amp;nbsp;Along with it comes much wisdom and clarity of the things that we endure in day to day routines and experiences. &amp;nbsp;Be and stay true to yourself and humble with your maker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-8312839293841629235?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/8312839293841629235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=8312839293841629235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/8312839293841629235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/8312839293841629235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2011/08/peace-of-mind-is-sooooooooooooooo.html' title='Peace of Mind Is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Priceless'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-5279851628930502181</id><published>2011-05-13T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:43:04.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ase'</title><content type='html'>Greetings to dear souls that ingest these words this afternoon. It has been a while since I've last posted but with the encouragement of a dear sister I give thanks for the will and desire and most of all the responsibility as a "true" writer to release pass on some words to thee-thou souls abroad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all things one must give thanks.. In the good, the bad, the sour, the sweet. Because it is so simple to be on the highest cloud of complacency when things are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peaches&lt;/span&gt; and cream, we neglect to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; that it is during those rough patches that we are strengthened and learn the most of ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deriving inspiration from various avenues is the beginning and infinite goal to a greater inner &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;transformation&lt;/span&gt; within "self". The journey of meeting "you" ,your very own self is quite an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; but very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;full filling&lt;/span&gt;. It is amazing what you begin to learn and realize of your "inner" being. And the amazing things is this is a continual cycle and begins with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;submission&lt;/span&gt;, discipline and restoration of the mind, soul and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my journey I inhale and exhale cleaning breaths of clarity and peace simply whisper from the depths of my soul- Ase'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings People,&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MOpoeticSoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-5279851628930502181?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/5279851628930502181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=5279851628930502181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/5279851628930502181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/5279851628930502181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2011/05/ase.html' title='Ase&apos;'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-3340914646271037229</id><published>2009-12-09T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:54:27.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Message</title><content type='html'>So, it has been quite while since, I've last blogged.... and much has occurred.... LIFE that is... and actually I am thankful for the good, the bad and ugly.. It's the lessons you learn through your expereinces that strengthen you as an individual.  Of course there is more that I could blog on, but there isn't really anything particular that comes to mind that I want to focus on, therefore, I am welcoming my ownself to my blog and oh my what a reunion.... To all fellow bloggers and readers of the blog world,,,, get ready cause I'm back in the nook of the bloggDOM... Until my next post, peace, love, endless blessings and prosperity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Luv,&lt;br /&gt;1MOpoeticsoulstress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-3340914646271037229?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/3340914646271037229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=3340914646271037229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/3340914646271037229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/3340914646271037229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2009/12/welcome-message.html' title='Welcome Message'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-7065131565683483167</id><published>2008-09-24T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:45:27.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons &amp; Reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings Readers and Lovers of the Blog Era:&lt;br /&gt;Of course it has been quite a while since I have last blogged and Sis (SEQ) has been on my case. Truth is I have several blog entries written I am just getting to posting them so keep ya eyes open and stay tuned. But I just had to jot down these thought first thing this morning in light of two conversations I had last night. You know we sometimes get so wrapped up and engulfed in the to-do’s of our agenda that we simply forget to sit down and relax and just enjoy a mere moment of nothingness. Yes, nothingness. The state of doing absolutely nothing just to clear your mind, find your breath, inhale and exhale a few good times and smell the surroundings of life and living.&lt;br /&gt;So my bestest friend in the whole wide world of Lawd knows how many years,, and although we are separated by a few states and a bunch of miles nothing has shaken our friendship. You know it’s crazy to me how some folks can question the theory and blessings and existence of true friendship. And trust me, I have been through some friendships and some ended, some dwindled and some still remain. But the friendship(s) that are true last forever and no factors can shake it or come between it. Ok, I am getting a bit ahead of myself, but during the course of our convo, he has no idea, but I was jotting down notes because I knew I was going to blog on our topics of discussions. Yeah you know friends have those chit chat sessions, catch up, hey how are you convos but our convos foreshadow the very essence of life and the core of the roads we travel and the games we play and master. I am reminded of a great philosopher, I think his name was Fredrick Nietze who quote, “I am the master of my fate, the captain of my soul.” I may not be quoting it exactly correctly, but you get the point. He is a German Philosopher, look it up. Anywhoo, we began to talk and indulge in convos relating to our lives and the negatives, positives, the things we want to change, the things that should remain the same and the things we desire back that we once inhabited. Truth is, self identify is an ongoing process. Self- discovery is ongoing as well. But continual perfection of oneself and being able to identify your pros and con, strengths and weaknesses is a gift that very few inhabit naturally and some seek through extensive sessions with therapist and psychologist. However, I find it a true blessing that my best friend and I as he stated are able to discuss absolutely anything and psychoanalyze situations and identify the objective, the equations, the components, the solutions and resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;There were three thoughts that stuck within not only my mind but within the very core of my being, my soul, that are reminders and thoughts that I will place post-its in my thought process during any dilemma, situation, and or occurrence. I wish to share them with you and encourage you to apply them to your life and everyday thought process. Truth be told, I can be a bit of an over analyzer but to psychoanalyze is an exclusive gift that does no hindrance to me but only a continual maturity and scholar of indentifying the actual factual. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;Ø People are put into your life for REASONS and in certain SEASONS.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Within those seasons it is imperative to realize that all seasons of life have phases as well&lt;br /&gt;Ø The greatest paycheck of self-worth is PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;Ø The milestone is knowing what your problem is, BUT the journey is finding the solution&lt;br /&gt;Ø The friend that you are able to conduct convos psychoanalytically are exclusive and rare and God’s greatest blessings.&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post, Remember to cherish the individuals in your life that enrich you and that sincerely love and care for you for the person you are with quirks and all. Acceptance and genuine love is the key objective of maintaining a healthy, long and honest friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Prosperity &amp;amp; Infinite Blessings&lt;br /&gt;1Luv,&lt;br /&gt;Monique “1MOpoeticSoul” D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© September 24, 2008&lt;br /&gt;M.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-7065131565683483167?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/7065131565683483167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=7065131565683483167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/7065131565683483167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/7065131565683483167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/09/seasons-reasons.html' title='Seasons &amp; Reasons'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-502046913546606353</id><published>2008-08-12T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:46:16.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispath of Virtual Angels &amp; Awareness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SKHAGONbpYI/AAAAAAAAACs/py0bR2OUF4Q/s1600-h/Dispatched-by-edwin-lester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233675455107409282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SKHAGONbpYI/AAAAAAAAACs/py0bR2OUF4Q/s320/Dispatched-by-edwin-lester.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings Cyber Readers, Bloggers &amp;amp; Beautiful Beings of this earth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I got to thinking of this past weeks' and weekends' occurences and my close call to almost breaking down and succumbing to the idea and concept of giving up, closing the curtain and the fin'. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, once again my passion and gift of word- Poetry and extended family and the words od wisdom from a few freinds fueled my tank of determination within me that has to be restored. I've found out that often when we encouter the roadbumps and potholes of this road called life, there a yield sign thats placed in our direction to place us in pause--- to simply gain a clearer perspective of the aspects we are dealing with in life. These past few days, oh my gosh, am I thankful for a "&lt;em&gt;yield sign&lt;/em&gt;". The fact that I was in desperate need of perhaps a shrink, I was blessed to have some one on one time with a great freind-- a "true" friend that did that thing that most people just don't do-- LISTEN. He has no idea how much "full" indiviudal attention meant so much to me and his time as well. Those hours meant more to me than any gift. Simply because time is precious and priceless. I thoufht to myself-- WOW, the most hig has placed this individual in my life for a purpose and its REAL, he's real and not what I'd call a temporary, fairweather friend,,, AND the most high blesses me to have such a friend with a session free of charge. No fees or insurance required.. :^) As that would have been of a shrink. Feedback thats wise and sincere is the best one can receive. Options and logical suggestions and thoughts he offered as we equally discussed our trials. Logical, not irresponsible or down right ridiculous scenarios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After discussions, endless sessions of venting and expressing our current successes, dilemmas, obligations, opportunities and prospects we begin chatting a day alter of how we as a people have lost our respect and class as men and women and why some feel the world owes us something while really in actuality we must prove we're thankful for what we have and not take it for granted and be thankful from whence we came. The "wholesomeness" he described, we as men, women, and family have seemed to let demise over the past 30 or more years. I was reminded of our discussion of this topic when I heard "Leave It To Beaver" come on the set this morning. Yes, we know TV is of course a fantasy at times and charcter but truth is it can be and is real-reality. The respect and thanfullness accompanied with morals and sense of purpose does not exist. The roles of women andsupporting their mates-- THE BREADWINNER and maintaining order and structure of the homeand its conceptual existence, focus on materialism, acceptance of others and simply forget of the little things that mean the most-- the intaginbles-- LOVE, HAPPINESS &amp;amp; PEACE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But it must take the spiritual, mental and emoitional and individual intellect of one indiviudal at a time to look at themselves and conduct a self-analysis and survey and depict what really matters and how can one rruly exemplify the statute of whuch not we are expected to be, BUT of what we SHOULD be, to first ourselves, our past mothers and fathers and for our youth and babes born today and tommorrow. We must set a standard tht embodies "courage, discipline, and dilligence" and for those three aspects, apologies will never be existent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am reminded of that concept of surrounding oneself around positive minded individuals and ridding of the naysayers. Then I thought about some bracelets, my friend Kristy had on the other day and the phrases stuck with me... She had two bracelets on and one said, (Take chances, Live your dreams) the other said (Believe in yourself,,, Be positive). My aphorim of the say was right there on two bracelets in black and white print. So, I had to take this as sign of reminder and reassurance from the most high... Afte reflecting on those thoughts and my convo wirh a close freind, what can I say but I'm truly grateful to the most high for blessing me iwth such spectacular individuals in my life. Another freind (SEQ) reminded me to live life and to take hold to every mere second and hold onto it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet and oh my gosh much sweeter, when you have sincere individuals by your side, to tread upon a sometimes road with no caution signs. I guess you could say they're angelic consturction workers along my side with hidden wings that have come in various verstile forms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace, Infinite Blessings &amp;amp; Prosperity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1Luv,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monique "1MOpoeticSoul" D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-502046913546606353?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/502046913546606353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=502046913546606353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/502046913546606353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/502046913546606353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/08/dispath-of-virtual-angels-awareness.html' title='Dispath of Virtual Angels &amp; Awareness'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SKHAGONbpYI/AAAAAAAAACs/py0bR2OUF4Q/s72-c/Dispatched-by-edwin-lester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-6669195310447638628</id><published>2008-07-11T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:46:54.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearty Portion of Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SHeOkAz6b5I/AAAAAAAAACk/SN2pJAgHKSg/s1600-h/dinnerwdiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221799042303553426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SHeOkAz6b5I/AAAAAAAAACk/SN2pJAgHKSg/s320/dinnerwdiva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings My People, Peace &amp;amp; Blessings: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All things happen by divine plan and not by chance or what we often call coincidence... Yeah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; a dose of reality for ya right there... But my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gooodest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend came to my office first thing this morning to take me to breakfast..While wasting no time and immediately beginning an intense &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of one topic to the next I begin my vent session of the goings &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my life both good and bad.. See you know you have a true friend when they listen while you talk then also talk for you to listen. A true &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; does both and as I expressed 98% of my thoughts I sat back in my seat and listened... Truth be told, hands down, he told me what I "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;needed to hear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;," not necessarily what I might have "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanted to hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" I wanted to hear it but what I needed to hear when I needed to hear it...... I got to thinking about the countless metaphors that pop into the brain on comparing and contrasting ideas and situations to simplistic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (examples).. And as I ate traveled from east to west of strawberry jammed biscuit to hot shredded hashbrowns around my plate and watched &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; eat eggs, grits, bacon and pancakes drenched in syrup, I thought to myself while he's digesting several plates of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; morning meal, I'm digesting and ingesting every word he says and how he says it and taking inventory of my own individual perspective of how I approach situations and how I chose to deal and cope with the good, the bad and the ugly. Truth is Pumpkin only sugar coated the first mere minutes of our session, which the middle and fin' concluded with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nuthin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but the hardcore truth. Therefore, I'm back at the drawing board to re-evaluate "&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;". He reminded me of the simplistic nature of it all,, we spend countless minutes, hours, days, weeks, and years even of trying to figure things out, trying to make things happen, conclude and originate things ourselves.. Seek approval from some and value the opinions of the ones closest to us, but we get so caught up... and as he swiveled yet another pancake in some drowning waves of syrup he asked me have you talked to yo daddy yet? I knew instantly he spoke not of my natural father, but my heavenly father, the daddy of us all.. And all I could do was stare into some land not totally far away but no quite a few miles away either. I told him, "no I haven't". He said see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;' whats wrong with us. We forget who really matter and who makes it all happen. As he begin to refer and mention several scriptures I knew it was at this moment, that this was my angel simply &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keepin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it real and that the most high hasn't forgot about me... And he gives us reminders, places people in our paths for a reason, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurrences&lt;/span&gt; occur when you least expect them. &lt;strong&gt;BUT, &lt;/strong&gt;it depends solely on how we as the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;individual&lt;/span&gt; accept it and apply the wisdom and reassurance that he will never leave us or forsake us. Here I was thinking this was just another average day at work and I admit I was in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blazae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- blah mode, but a hearty portion of reality was served to me from all aspects that fed my mind, my spirit and my heart. I admit during our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I weighed hearing vs. listening but I chose the option to allow my listening component to overpower my hearing.&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post peace, prosperity and infinite blessings.&lt;br /&gt;1Luv,&lt;br /&gt;Monique "1&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MOpoeticSoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-6669195310447638628?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/6669195310447638628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=6669195310447638628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/6669195310447638628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/6669195310447638628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/07/hearty-portion-of-reality.html' title='Hearty Portion of Reality'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SHeOkAz6b5I/AAAAAAAAACk/SN2pJAgHKSg/s72-c/dinnerwdiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-9031748504479771273</id><published>2008-07-02T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:01:59.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Driven For The Ultimate Pursuits of Happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SGuBu9UYhZI/AAAAAAAAACc/rm809ku9Btw/s1600-h/knwledge+is+power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218407236972873106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SGuBu9UYhZI/AAAAAAAAACc/rm809ku9Btw/s320/knwledge+is+power.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings People:&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry I thought I would post differently this time around….. I found some notes I jotted down these thoughts and truth be told I can’t remember if there my own or something I heard and had to jot down to refer back to but the point is they reappeared on my desk at work.. I took it simply as a sign from the most high.. Therefore after receiving a few text messages from my dear friend and brother Spiryt and having a convo with my sis, Dawn, the SEQ I thought I would script this blog and with some fresh thoughts on the brain… SO here are the thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;Ø There is much success in the progress of your pursuits&lt;br /&gt;Ø Reward is the journey of success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got to thinking about words that will constantly remind of what my goals are and what I want and what it takes to put dreams and plans into actual action… I usually try to post a photo with my blogs that somehow illustrate the gist of the blog topic… And as I began to search for the photo for this blog I saw two that jumped out at me.,. Not so much the photo initially, but the title of the portrait.. One was “Determination” the other was “Perseverance” and you know these are essentials that must be present in order for accomplishments to take place…. You know just as I think… you know the song’s lyrics of “Nobody told me that the road would be easy, BUT, I don’t believe he brought me this far to leave me”.. I think the song title is “I Don’t Feel N Ways Tired”…Then, I’m reminded of that song Encourage Yourself by Donald Lawrence… We all encounter ups and downs on this path called life and sometimes we can be assured that we have someone to be by our side, a phone call away, a rise away or a plane away, THEN, there’s sometimes when you simply need to and gotta rely on your OWN faith and that’s when you simply gotta know how to Encourage Yourself……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary.com defines the two words as such:&lt;br /&gt;Ø Determination - the act of coming to a decision or of fixing or settling a purpose; the quality of being resolute; firmness of purpose;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Perseverance - steady persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc., esp. in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement; continuance in a state of grace to the end, leading to eternal salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it depends solely on you how you interpret the two terms and more importantly how you apply them but to inhabit them and be able to identify them is awesome and in these days quite imperative….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my people, be encouraged, encourage someone, be blessed, bless someone, love yourself and tell someone that they are loved….&lt;br /&gt;1Luv, Monique “1MopoeticSoul” D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-9031748504479771273?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/9031748504479771273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=9031748504479771273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/9031748504479771273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/9031748504479771273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-driven-for-ultimate-purusits-of.html' title='Are You Driven For The Ultimate Pursuits of Happiness?'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SGuBu9UYhZI/AAAAAAAAACc/rm809ku9Btw/s72-c/knwledge+is+power.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-5645470222996600393</id><published>2008-06-15T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:02:29.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumption of Gluttony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SFcj9FFD4eI/AAAAAAAAACU/LtPIyXUOM9c/s1600-h/dinnr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212674625947034082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SFcj9FFD4eI/AAAAAAAAACU/LtPIyXUOM9c/s320/dinnr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings People:&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm watching tv on a sunday evening, flipping from one channel to the next... And you know as I strolled up and down the paddle on the remote, I paused at one station viewing for a mere 10-15 minutes. This station was broadcasting a show of some high level prison in California I think it was and it basically covered a documentary of inmates and how they conformed to joinging gangs once entering the prison for protection and survival and the need to belong and fit in with a more smoother transition. Then during the commerical break I switched to TLC where they have series of obese patients in some rehabilitation center for the morbid obese. It just amazed me how one flip of a channel can chaneg your mood entirely within seconds. Here were these folks that were fighting for their life, for various regions of even resulting to obesity rather it was genetic, depression or obsessions with food. Young and old individuals filled the wards of this instituion. All I could think was these folks are fighting for thier rights to just catch a mere breath or two to simply survive and every moment of their life is detrimental because it determines if they journey closer to life or clinch to death. After about 10-15 mintues I realized, I had strayed away from the inmate documentary and well, due to the fact my mind was begninning to sway towards the thought of my brother and a close freind incarcerated, I wasn't really comforted watching the horror stories of prision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't until I flipped the channel again to stroll to a show called "30 Days". Well this particualr episode was about a guy who was placed in the shoes of a quadrapalegic. He learned the ups and downs, the many life adjustments and emotional angish frustration that those in that situation expereince. This was actually something worth watching. And well it got me to thinking, we are so blessed because we could be limited in ways that we take for granted. And well the after watching this, there was too, a young guy that was actually paralyzed from waist down, but he triumphed and expressed to viewers and a dear friend, that everyday simpy wan't pie, but it could have been worst and well he had a second chance, and more importantly, he had LIFE, that was and is definatly worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to reflect on watching the US Open earlier watching Tiger and some other pro golfers. OK, I am big fan of golf and play as well, so this was realxing to me and reminded me, that hey you can make a career simply doing something you love and something that you are a scholar at. Watching golf was simply a relaxing recreation for me and also a tutorial, because I made mental notes of some do's and don'ts on the golf course. But later on.... I swtiched the channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's a then, yeah a then, I flipped to yet another channel, and I stopped at the Fabulous Life of Kimora Lee Simmons. OK, don't get me wrong, I appluad her for her handling her biz and being successful and all the while doing what she loves. But here you got folks on the othe side hungry, homeless and trying to figure how to make ends meet for the next day, then you got folksk fighting for their lives in hospitals, rehabs and various institutions and then you got folks encountered real life situations and then, yeah THEN, you got Kimora tripping, complaining and throwing fits because ten dresses that are picked for her, she doesn't like. She has multiple stylist and assistants yet she is never satisfied. I'm thinking chick, there is more to life than a dress, a dress that gotta be perfect for you to floss for a mere 4 to 5 minutes. It was at this time I realized and had an epiphany. There comes a time in a tv viewers life when you must be able to separate the difference from inpsiration and entertainment when mesmerized by the set. It was at that time I thouhgt about the title of this blog. Gluttony of consumption of the box, idiot box as Damon Wayans called it in the movie Bamboozeled. TV is what you make of it and sometimes there comes a time when you simply must shut it off, because it was at the time after I watched a buit of Kimora, that I reached my conclusion that it's time to be productive. I felt like, hey I wasn't ingesting anything that would enhance or broaden my awareness or intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear readers, I challenge you to chastize yourself when it comes to the tv..It can be cool at times, but you simply need to know when to shut the darn thing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post peace, infinite blessings and prosperity..&lt;br /&gt;1LuV&lt;br /&gt;Monique D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-5645470222996600393?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/5645470222996600393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=5645470222996600393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/5645470222996600393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/5645470222996600393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/06/glottony-of-consumption.html' title='Consumption of Gluttony'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SFcj9FFD4eI/AAAAAAAAACU/LtPIyXUOM9c/s72-c/dinnr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-8523770064206965792</id><published>2008-06-10T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:02:55.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Principles of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SE86QwVnGvI/AAAAAAAAACA/dIUcZpB8Dpc/s1600-h/humility.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210447353418816242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SE86QwVnGvI/AAAAAAAAACA/dIUcZpB8Dpc/s320/humility.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I got to thinking about the word friendship….. Simplistic term for some, very analytical and deep in theory for others…. I began to think of past friendships and current friendships. Truth be told I am well aware of the fact that friends come and go and the fact that some individuals are placed in your life at certain times for certain purposes and certain purposes only. One of my best friends, the yang to yin we’ll call him, told me that there are restrictions and labels so to speak for certain individuals we call-- friend. He also told me that there comes a time when you decipher and identify rather, there friends or associates.&lt;br /&gt;So in my thinking I immediately had another idea, that sometimes who may be your friends could actually be your foe.. I am getting ahead of myself with this blog so let me slow down and flow in sequence… He then went on to say some friends are just to have fun with, yeah, the fun buddy, the good time buddy so to speak. Then you have that friend that listens, you then have that one that just talk and never listens.. Make sure with whatever problem or obstacle going on in your life be well-aware of who to talk to and who to listen to. But as we analyzed this and that we both discussed that hey no matter what, we all are not perfect and all friends have their quirks, but a person that truly is a friend be there in good and the bad. Its amazing that some individuals can be friends forever and never have an argument, never having fallen out and be although times passes we get older, mature and experience the joys and sorrows of life, that person is still there.. You then have some instances where some individuals could have truly grown apart which can happen to the best of friends.. And,, well sometimes you cross paths again and start a new and some remain estranged….. Speaking from experience, I recently had a an estranged friendship that has been rescued so to speak, .. Well I made a vow not to pick up where we left off but to begin fresh and anew. Since then, its been about six months and the journey hasn’t been easy but hasn’t been difficult either, we learn more about each other every time we speak and are in the same environment. All of the pain in the past we have equally shared our feelings and forgiven each other but truth is we never forget. Which brings me to another friendship that comes to mind that has currently been in existence for about uh.. I’ll round it off and say,, ummm, seven years I think… I accept a person flaws and all, but there comes a time when material things and the attention factor of that person is just mind-boggling and confusing. Supportiveness is a strong factor of friendship, to me anyway. And well I feel it’s a factor that is of importance, if they claim to be a friend…. Some use the word friend, loosely, and some individuals abuse that privilege to even be called friend…. My best friend and I came up with a list of adjectives that describe the qualities of good friend, a true friend and they are:&lt;br /&gt;Un-biases&lt;br /&gt;Supportive&lt;br /&gt;Un-competitive&lt;br /&gt;Of course these are just a few to name…Multiple lists can be developed and I’ll be adding them as I go along.. But my question is what are the principles in a friendship? What values are necessary of a true friend? And how much of oneself can one give to be a friend? Are there limits? Are their rules?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-8523770064206965792?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/8523770064206965792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=8523770064206965792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/8523770064206965792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/8523770064206965792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/06/principles-of-friendship.html' title='Principles of Friendship'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SE86QwVnGvI/AAAAAAAAACA/dIUcZpB8Dpc/s72-c/humility.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-7777648604609990611</id><published>2008-06-10T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:03:41.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simplistic Nature of the Greatest Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SE6xX_McQ9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/O-loSxXeh-I/s1600-h/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210296844572967890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SE6xX_McQ9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/O-loSxXeh-I/s320/sisters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessing Readers, Poetry Siblings and Poetry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fam&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know it is just so amazing how someone inspires you in ways they know not. And for that very simple thought, I can't express enough that the simple things matter the most... TRULY, they do... My Sis, the (SEQ) Self Esteem Queen, sent me a message to check our her latest blog, and she has been on my case about blogging and to continue posting my thoughts and inspirations to share with others, but after reading her blog I immediately had to script this blog. Then not long after I received a call from one of my poetry siblings.. You know the most high know exactly when you need a word of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt;, when you just need to hear a sincere voice, or perhaps when you just need someone to tell you that you are loved and that you are not here by mistake. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.. I am digressing a bit, let me get back on the journey I begin.. Sis spoke of all the obstacles we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; in life, be it good or bad, great or small, we must not question it, but instead, draw strength and never give up, never accept being a loser and accept failure as an option,, like one poet spits in his poem--- Failure is not an option,,, (poem by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tavis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brunson&lt;/span&gt;)... We must somehow see the lessons and overcome the spirit of defeat and rise up and beyond. Be it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stressors&lt;/span&gt; that consist of illness, depression, finance, family &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scrutiny&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;judgment&lt;/span&gt; or the spirit of plain ole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt; or hate, yeah I said the haters that are always on the road trying to bum a ride to our destination, we have to keep focus and surround ourselves around people who truly love us and have our best interest at heart. Not saying those that hurt you, repeatedly, you cease your love, but love them from a far, like my grandma use to say, love from a distance... Because with those negative forces charging and with your guard down, this opens wounds over and over again that are not accurately able to even heal... I too have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; that ridicule directly and indirectly from family and friends and I never can heal because that scab can never heal if someone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt; picks as it, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scratching&lt;/span&gt; it,,, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; you see where I'm coming from with that scenario... But I have a new outlook on life and perspective of my life its simply all about ----Self Love and Self Preservation... Since I have reintroduced myself to myself I am finally being true to me and it feels pretty good... I advise you to do it if you haven't done so.... Simply DO YOU! that's my motto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The most high is just awesome and I can't research enough synonyms to describe his greatness, because he places people in your life and it is all in his perfect design. I am a perfect example of an individual that can proclaim my closest family members are not that of blood relation and I am just so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for them.. Truly if it had not been for them, I would have lost my mind, and perhaps even attempted to leave this earth. To some it may seem quirky or completely strange, but there is one thing that brought us all together and it was simply POETRY... Yeah, we all share the love of it, and within that circle, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; venues and poetry parties and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;road trips&lt;/span&gt; and poetry cyphering I found family and true friends. They know who they are.. And yeah I guess you, the reader maybe wondering why is she saying all this,, but here's the point, I am and have been blessed with family that loves me and seems like they always call right on time.. We share that bond.. It's not by chance that I get call to say hi,, how are you... what's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; on with you... nah, this isn't a coincidence.. At times when I felt I was on the verge of bursting into tears, my phone rings or I get a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt; from one of them, that says, "you know what, you're important"... It's at times like these when I have just had the thought I mean nothing and nothing I do matters... Its at times when I feel like no one loves, me, my sis will send me a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt; and just say--- "Sis I love you"... Its at times when I get a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt; that starts my day with simply two words-- "Good morning".. And these are all the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simplistic natures of some of my greatest blessings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...... These things matter so much, when you surrounded by haters, those that question your uniqueness and quest for greater and better things.. to challenge the things that you deem endless possibilities... I am truly thankful and blessed.... And sis, this post you, inspired... You are amazing and oh what a blessing you have been to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To all the readers, be inspired, inspire someone, encourage someone and tell them something simple that matters much.. like... I Love You, You Are Important... Nothing Is Impossible, Follow Your Dreams... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Until my next post Endless Blessings, Prosperity &amp;amp; Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1Luv,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monique "1&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MOpoeticSoul&lt;/span&gt;" D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-7777648604609990611?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/7777648604609990611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=7777648604609990611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/7777648604609990611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/7777648604609990611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/06/simplistic-nature-of-greatest-blessings.html' title='The Simplistic Nature of the Greatest Blessings'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/SE6xX_McQ9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/O-loSxXeh-I/s72-c/sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-199619595448440823</id><published>2008-02-04T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:04:18.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Factors of Faith &amp; Trust  Part 2 of the Faith Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R6c8OZ-H09I/AAAAAAAAABw/l95Cw8C1IuQ/s1600-h/Total-Surrender-Photographic-Print-I12269788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163161715990844370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R6c8OZ-H09I/AAAAAAAAABw/l95Cw8C1IuQ/s320/Total-Surrender-Photographic-Print-I12269788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings, Peace &amp;amp; Blessings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I found a quote today that I am proclaim my quote for the day and maybe even the week. In continuation of the Faith &amp;amp; Trust Chronicles, I thought this quote would generate a boost in ya mind so deep that it would shake ya spirit to excel and constantly reach high and stop at nothing until you have conquered your dreams and desires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;The Quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;~ Muhammad Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;All the wants, desires and needs we struggle, strive and work for come only with persistance, faithfullness, dedication and dillgence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Be Inspired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Until my next post Peace, Prosperity &amp;amp; Endless Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;1Luv,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Monique "1MOpoeticSoul" Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-199619595448440823?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/199619595448440823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=199619595448440823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/199619595448440823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/199619595448440823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/02/factors-of-faith-trust-part-2-of-faith.html' title='The Factors of Faith &amp; Trust  Part 2 of the Faith Chronicles'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R6c8OZ-H09I/AAAAAAAAABw/l95Cw8C1IuQ/s72-c/Total-Surrender-Photographic-Print-I12269788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-396246980797076583</id><published>2008-02-02T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:05:02.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You A Big Thinker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R6SymZ-H08I/AAAAAAAAABo/jzbVqZPMSmg/s1600-h/steppin+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162447445749650370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R6SymZ-H08I/AAAAAAAAABo/jzbVqZPMSmg/s320/steppin+out.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings readers and visitors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;During the thanksgiving holidays I had an opportunity to tune into a lecture conducted by Dr. Ben Carson, the renown Cheif of Pediatric Neurosurgeon at John Hopkin Hospital on a CNN coverage at an university. I jotted down some notes and posted a blog on it as well, in fact I think it was one of first blog entries, but I got thinking about goals and dreams one has. Some individuals allow their dreams to linger in their minds while some chose to make the dream a reality. I wonder which are you. How far will you go to make your vision visible to the eye and awareness. After having endless convos with my freinds and some of my family members that are constantly on the grind to "make it happen" by any and all means necessary, I thought about Dr. Carson's theory and concept of the "THINK BIG" acronym. And I had to share it with ya and pass on the info to inspire and congratulate you on your many accomplishments thus far and even in the future. My friend THE Dubber says its the "great 08" and I couldnt agree more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;THINK BIG – Dr. Ben Carson&lt;br /&gt;Talent: Our Creator has endowed all of us not just with the ability to sing, dance or throw a ball, but with intellectual talent. Start getting in touch with that part of you that is intellectual and develop that, and think of careers that will allow you to use that.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty: If you lead a clean and honest life, you don't put skeletons in the closet. If you put skeletons in the closet, they definitely will come back just when you don't want to see them and ruin your life.&lt;br /&gt;Insight: It comes from people who have already gone where you're trying to go. Learn from their triumphs and their mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Nice: If you're nice to people, then once they get over the suspicion of why you're being nice, they will be nice to you.&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge: It makes you into a more valuable person. The more knowledge you have, the more people need you. It's an interesting phenomenon, but when people need you, they pay you, so you'll be okay in life.&lt;br /&gt;Books: They are the mechanism for obtaining knowledge, as opposed to television.&lt;br /&gt;In-Depth Learning: Learn for the sake of knowledge and understanding, rather than for the sake of impressing people or taking a test.&lt;br /&gt;God: Never get too big for Him&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Until my next post, peace, endless blessings and prosperity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1Luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monique "1MOpoeticSoul" D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-396246980797076583?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/396246980797076583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=396246980797076583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/396246980797076583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/396246980797076583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-you-big-thinker.html' title='Are You A Big Thinker?'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R6SymZ-H08I/AAAAAAAAABo/jzbVqZPMSmg/s72-c/steppin+out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-3774525580198258207</id><published>2008-01-26T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:03:05.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reuniting The Second Chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;“All things come round to those him will but wait.”&lt;br /&gt;~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All things must change to something new, to something strange.”&lt;br /&gt;~Henry Wadswoth Longfellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I recently united with one of my dearest friends. Its been a few years since we’ve last spoke or been in the company of each other and you know although time passes, you grow up, learn more and experience more and much as times goes by, the little things that mattered the most and the intangible things that were once held so dear to the heart simply appear right in front of you and it seems like things have never changed. I instantly felt myself not only reuniting with a dear friend but meeting that kindred spirit and introducing myself to him all over again. Multiple accounts of daydreaming and past memories of some of the most memorable occasions and occurrences overwhelmed me, in a good way though. I instantly realized after analyzing the feeling and thoughts occurring within me, that I am not only blessed but made aware that this occurrence doesn’t happen too often. We are doing something that most people never get a chance to do in life at all. Reunited with no regrets, no anger, and most of all no hatred after a such a period of time and beginning from scratch. I admit I almost forgot how amazing it can be to be simply captivated by the presence and ora of someone. For my friend knows not that it is he, that inspired this blog, this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this week prior to seeing him again for the second time and while in state of excitement and wonder at the same time I got to thinking about second chances. Second chances to try again at a loss or dwindled friendship or relationship, lost love and opportunities that reappear in our lives. It sometimes isn’t quite evident instantly but after you get to pondering on it, second chances shouldn’t be taken lightly. I got to thinking about our second chance and how are adapting to it now. It is quite a learning experience and I admit as he says as well,, interesting. I wonder though, when and if we are given second chances, how do we approach something new that is yet something very much acquainted with? Hmm.. I can’t help but wonder. I strategically analyze every approach and at the same time simply allow things to flow on their own and take it for what its worth. And, for that matter, I sincerely feel its not by chance. It simply estactics me that “WOW, I have my friend back”. One thing I learned from him that he probably has no idea, that its not strange or questioning to admit, that someone can indeed know you better than you know yourself. You know its funny that some people spend their entire lives searching for someone to inhabit this connection, this ability, and some times its right there in front of you staring in your face, literally staring you in your face across from a table. That is not only shocking, but amazing and the greatest feeling in the world. It’s the sheer acceptance of seeing that person from deep within minus their fault, minus the mistakes made, minus the insecurities and most of all minus the major turn offs. Its just a breath of fresh air, a calming effect of meeting someone you know for the first time for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closure of this blog I found these quote quite conclusive to my current experience with reunions and second chances. Ponder on these and apply them to your situation and oh what an insight will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love is an action, never simply a feeling”&lt;br /&gt;~bell hooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;although&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.”&lt;br /&gt;~Carl Sandburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;the&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post, peace, prosperity and infinite blessings&lt;br /&gt;OneLuv,&lt;br /&gt;Monique&lt;br /&gt;“1MOpoeticsoulstress”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-3774525580198258207?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/3774525580198258207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=3774525580198258207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/3774525580198258207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/3774525580198258207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/01/reuniting-second-chances.html' title='Reuniting The Second Chances'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-7568198482428165365</id><published>2008-01-23T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:05:43.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Factors of Faith &amp; Trust  Part 1 of the Faith Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R5daoJ-H07I/AAAAAAAAABg/uvZzX2xS7L4/s1600-h/step+by+faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158691544093938610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R5daoJ-H07I/AAAAAAAAABg/uvZzX2xS7L4/s320/step+by+faith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You know I got to thinking of the words of Ralph Waldo Emerson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He quoted: &lt;em&gt;"Trust thyself:every heart vibrates to that iron string&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Then I got to thinking of the words of the renown poet and playwright William &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shakespeare &lt;/span&gt;that quoted these words: &lt;em&gt;"To thine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;own self&lt;/span&gt; be true&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Trust and belief in oneself is a magnificent tool &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; an asset that we inhabit, it just relies within our being if we apply it or for that matter if we even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; that we possess it. I got to thinking of some encouraging words from some dear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, and the bulb in my cranium suddenly magnified. If someone can remind me of my strength, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; my strength, my character my being itself is visible. So why so i find myself &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; reminding myself of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;strengths&lt;/span&gt; and values. Sometimes one the road less traveled we're faced with adversities, adversaries and forces of negativity, BUT we must remember that its not us &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; that make it happen. Answer the many questions or figure out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;confusions&lt;/span&gt;, we must for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; matter lean towards faith and the words that are printed in the good book for all guides and avenues of our disturbances, doubts, questions and fears. A friend reminded me of this scripture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; unto thine own &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;understanding&lt;/span&gt;. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Also my mom sent me a fax the same day with this tidbit of inspiration and awareness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;A saint is not one who never falls, it is one who gets up and goes on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; he falls. She then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;passed on&lt;/span&gt; this scripture for clarity... "Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;proper&lt;/span&gt; time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up" ~ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Galatians&lt;/span&gt; 6:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Until my next post, be inspired, increase your faith, perhaps cling onto your faith and grasp your belief factor and lessen not your trust, for things may not occur how and when we may want them, to but in due time. Patience is a virtue and at times a hard pill to swallow, but anything worth having, gaining or obtaining is worth waiting for and the reward is much more valued. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Peace, Love, Infinite Blessings &amp;amp; Prosperity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Monique D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-7568198482428165365?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/7568198482428165365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=7568198482428165365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/7568198482428165365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/7568198482428165365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/01/factors-of-faith-trust-part-1-of-faith.html' title='The Factors of Faith &amp; Trust  Part 1 of the Faith Chronicles'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R5daoJ-H07I/AAAAAAAAABg/uvZzX2xS7L4/s72-c/step+by+faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-6864761973157386267</id><published>2008-01-15T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:32:48.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration 4 Ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R4zmYTVSo4I/AAAAAAAAABY/C07lSSfpD74/s1600-h/rachin+higher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155748978613199746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R4zmYTVSo4I/AAAAAAAAABY/C07lSSfpD74/s320/rachin+higher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;During the course of my morning, I felt a bit defeated and felt as if I was holding on to my last moment of sane composure.  But I began to hear a voice in my cranium and began to search to locate some source of inspiration to uplift me mentally, spiritually and emotionally.  You know sometime when you're in the midst of negative unstable energies, it somehow makes you question yourself at times, then we must be reminded its all a test and like my mom continuously lectures to me, "We are more than conquerors through Christ who strengthen us".... I tell ya, the words and wisdom a mom give is never wrong.  I found this poem online and it uplifted me and cleared my foggy perspective of things at that moment and I felt much better.  Although Helen Steiner Rice's poems have a hint of simplicity to them, her consice yet carefully detailed illustration of words is one of her greatest qualities in her style of writing.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Climb Till Your Dream Comes True&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;often your task will be many,and more than you think you can do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;often the hills insurmountable, too..but always remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the hills ahead are never as steep as they seem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and with faith in your heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;start upwardand climb 'til you reach your dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;for nothing in life that is worthyis ever too hard to achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if you have the faith to believe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;for faith is a force that is greater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;than knowledge or power or skilland many defeats turn to triumph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if you trust in god's wisdom and will..there is nothing that god cannot do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so start out today with faith in your heartand climb 'til your dream comes true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;~Helen Steiner Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Be inspired by someone or something.  Inspire or encourage someone along your day.  Until my next post, Peace Love &amp;amp; Endless Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Monique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-6864761973157386267?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/6864761973157386267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=6864761973157386267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/6864761973157386267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/6864761973157386267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/01/inspiration-4-ya.html' title='Inspiration 4 Ya'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R4zmYTVSo4I/AAAAAAAAABY/C07lSSfpD74/s72-c/rachin+higher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-4970133172992111849</id><published>2008-01-15T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:07:02.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin Tha Haters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R4y-RDVSo2I/AAAAAAAAABI/EmUlpQ_VHVM/s1600-h/jazz+lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155704873594037090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R4y-RDVSo2I/AAAAAAAAABI/EmUlpQ_VHVM/s320/jazz+lady.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breaking News!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breaking News!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm interrupting your regualr routine at this moment to thank the haters of 2007 for holdin it down. Doing the best that they do. So in the "08", I encourage you to &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; even greater. Because of you, I'm reaching goals and living tha dreams that have manifested into reality. Thans for stepping on my toes, stomping them, smooshin them too and simply looking over me, because you know what, that increased my desire to be better, and to realize that my actions, my work and my integrity speaks for itself, so see I don't have to be seen in the limelight, cause what you didn't realizeis, there was a spot light on me at all times. Ha Ha!! And ah, one more thing, to all who question my intelligence, my ability and ost of all my individuality, your doubts keep pumping up my steem greater than you'll ever know. Don't you know the more you say "I can't", in "my" mind I hear, "&lt;strong&gt;I CAN&lt;/strong&gt;", even louder. LOL! LOL! Woo-hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WOW, haters, I thank ya, I show nuff thanks ya from the deep dwellings of my soul. So in tha words of Jill Scott, "Hate on me Haters, Hate on Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until my next post, Peace, Prosperity &amp;amp; Infinite Blessings&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monique D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-4970133172992111849?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/4970133172992111849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=4970133172992111849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/4970133172992111849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/4970133172992111849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2008/01/lovin-tha-haters.html' title='Lovin Tha Haters'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R4y-RDVSo2I/AAAAAAAAABI/EmUlpQ_VHVM/s72-c/jazz+lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-2395804860252131793</id><published>2007-12-31T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:07:42.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Interludes of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3jjhzVSo0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ae2GX_P5Jp8/s1600-h/rejoice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150116343752860482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3jjhzVSo0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ae2GX_P5Jp8/s320/rejoice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Greetings My People, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I found this poem online and thought it would be an awesome declaration of thinking for the "08". The author of this poem is unknown for I take no creidt of scripting it, but only finding it. The poem speaks for itself and I am soooooooooooooooooo confident that more than 1 or 2 of the interludes can be applied to you and someone you know.. Enough talk, get to readin... :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noblestories.blogspot.com/2006/02/24-interludes-of-life.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;24 Interludes of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;1. Don't go for looks, they can deceive. Don't go for wealth even thatfades away. Go for someone who makes you smile.&lt;br /&gt;2. There are moments in life when you really miss someone that you wantto pick them up from your dreams and hug them. Hope you dream of thatsomeone.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what youwant to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all thethings you want in life.&lt;br /&gt;4. May you have...Enough happiness to make you sweet Enough trials tomake you strong Enough sorrow to keep you human Enough hope to make youhappy And enough money to keep you comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;5. When one door of happiness closes, another opens. But we often tookso long at the closed door, that we don't see the one which has beenopened for us.&lt;br /&gt;6. The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch, swingwith, never saying a word and then walk away feeling like that was thebest conversation you've had.&lt;br /&gt;7. It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, butit's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;8. Always put yourself in other's shoes. If you feel that it hurts you,it probably does hurt the person too.&lt;br /&gt;9. A careless word may kindle a strife; A cruel word may wreck a life Atimely word may level stress A lovely word may heal and bless.&lt;br /&gt;10. The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectlythemselves and not to twist them with our own image, otherwise we loveonly the reflection of ourselves we find in them.&lt;br /&gt;11. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything,they just make the most of everything that comes along the way.&lt;br /&gt;12. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting theright one so that when we finally meet the right person, we should knowhow to be grateful for that gift.&lt;br /&gt;13. It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to likesomeone and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forgetsomeone.&lt;br /&gt;14. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who havesearched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate theimportance of people who have touched their lives.&lt;br /&gt;15. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, the romance andfind out you still care for that person.&lt;br /&gt;16. A sad thing about life is that when you meet someone who means a lotto you only to find out in the end that it was never bound to be andyou just have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;17. Love starts with a smile, develops with a kiss and ends with a tear.&lt;br /&gt;18. Love comes to those who still hope even though they've beendisappointed, to those who still believe even though they've beenbetrayed, need to love those who still love, even though they've beenhurt before.&lt;br /&gt;19. It hurts to love someone, and not to be loved in return but what ismost painful is to love someone and never finds the courage to let theperson know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;20. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past. Youcan't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures andheartaches.&lt;br /&gt;21. Never say goodbye when you still want to try; Never give up when youstill feel you can take it; Never say you don't love that person anymorewhen you can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;22. Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll loveyou back. Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow intheir hearts but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours.&lt;br /&gt;23. There are things you love to hear but you would never hear it fromthe person whom you would like to hear it from, but don't be deaf tohear it from the person who says it with his heart.&lt;br /&gt;24. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you wassmiling. Live your life to the fullest so that when you die, you'resmiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Until my next post, Peace, Love, Prosperity &amp;amp; Endless Blessings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oneluv**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-2395804860252131793?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/2395804860252131793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=2395804860252131793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/2395804860252131793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/2395804860252131793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2007/12/24-interludes-of-life.html' title='24 Interludes of Life'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3jjhzVSo0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ae2GX_P5Jp8/s72-c/rejoice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-1103440442638605928</id><published>2007-12-30T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:08:15.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Debate of Purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3hkGTVSozI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BoYMdUGNQhI/s1600-h/ali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149976233329730354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3hkGTVSozI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BoYMdUGNQhI/s320/ali.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Trust thyself. Every heart vibrates to that iron string."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~ Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;My mom and I went to see the movie "The Great Debators" the day after christmas. Oh my gosh , what a phenomenal movie. Not only was this film prolific from a historical standpoint, but inspiring for the individualistic perspective on a forever quest of intellectual enhancement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;While amusing to some, meloncholy to me,the fact that our people lack the drive not all, but some lack the thirst and hunger to excel and to be challenged and to challenge, to fight, to critique, to assure oursleves as well as others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;We (my fellow poetry fam, friends, poets and writers of the universe) inhabit the ability to apply the most captivating gift that not all have, which is the expressions, the convictions, and the passions with our words, rather written, spoken, or delivered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;These few thoughts are equally important concepts to ponder on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;Conquering the mind over the body, not the body over the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;Although we as black americans instilled to be weak minded, one must prevail with an equal balanced determination of mind, body and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;If our minds generate the passion(s) of our soul, words are greater than great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;Until my next post, Peace, Love, Prosperity &amp;amp; Endless Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;OneLuv**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-1103440442638605928?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/1103440442638605928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=1103440442638605928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/1103440442638605928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/1103440442638605928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2007/12/debate-of-purpose.html' title='The Debate of Purpose'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3hkGTVSozI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BoYMdUGNQhI/s72-c/ali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-1671328593744188546</id><published>2007-12-24T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:08:45.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3AnEjVSoxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tXcG2dctCZk/s1600-h/snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147657333241979666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3AnEjVSoxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tXcG2dctCZk/s320/snowman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up this Christmas even morning to discover that there was a full moon. Yep, a full moon. And with that vision being plain to my eyes, I had a full percpective derived in my mind, that Christmas is what you make of it and whom you make it with- just as love. Cherish the moments you have with the people you love and hold onto every second of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My most fondest memories of Christmas are those when I was younger of my grandfather. Those moments I shared with him were priceless and if I could get just one second of one minute back with him, that would be the greatest gift. THE greatest gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I urge everyone to hold onto every moment you have with the ones you love. Yeah, gifts are cool and shopping is fun, but truth is, gifts, they come and go. But the memories last a lifetime. The greatest gift is LOVE. So this christmas- "give" a lil love, "share" a lil love and "embrace" a lil love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Merry Christmas To All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OneLuv**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-1671328593744188546?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/1671328593744188546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=1671328593744188546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/1671328593744188546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/1671328593744188546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2007/12/greatest-gift.html' title='The Greatest Gift'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3AnEjVSoxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tXcG2dctCZk/s72-c/snowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-8662940564454012932</id><published>2007-12-22T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:09:22.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4get The Naysayers &amp; Underachievers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3C4bDVSoyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3bjUPlGxYWY/s1600-h/rising-sun-Poster-C12185369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147817148975063842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3C4bDVSoyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3bjUPlGxYWY/s320/rising-sun-Poster-C12185369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood: Jaded/Exhausted BUT Optimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Musical Selection of Choice : Charlie Parker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, so my day got off to a crazy exhausting start. Although I've been up practically all night furthering my knowledge-- doing my online classwork that is, and stricken with determination nt to quit, not to give up although the difficulty of technical glitches presented severl haults in competion of some task, I decided to take a break. Upon mentally breaking my mind that is was oh so jaded, I went to work to work to complete some previous tasks there.. Well one technicality led to another technicality that led to frozen screens--- oh the wonderful world of computer :-{ No matter how much we try and at times place faith in them, we mut be reminded that these mechanical devices have a mind of their own and at times pick the most uncomprimising occasion to play tricks on you. To make a long story short, I had entered "frozenville" , a frozen screen doing absoutlely nuthin. After I came to grips with myself that hey you can't make it work, stop, you've done all you can.. I reluctantly pull myself away from the computer and left. I decided, hey I've been up all night I'm going to grab some breakfast and go home and go to sleep.. Well I called up my bestest goodest true blue freind I call Pumpkin, and we met for some breakfast.. Here I was thinking another routinem meal with great company with great convo... I was right but oh my gosh you never know what you're in store for. One of his friends joined us and we begin talking about the ever popular topic- LIFE. And as I listened during the convo, I digested the words of wisdom and enlightenment, His friend, said sometimes we get caught up in folks throwing the negatives at us that we forget to let those aspects fall along our side and focus on the positive. He used a concept/analogy that if/when the whirlwinds approach you, jsut as quick as those negatvie variables are thrown in the storm, you throw them back out jsut as quick and hold onto the positive. I thought to myself, WOW! :-0 great concept and I immediately made mental notes to jot that one down in the front of my brain. Family, friends, co-workers, church folk, even your neighbors too can sometimes hate on you and find fault in what you do, how you do, when you do where you do what it is that you do for you, but truth is and the idea we mus remind ourselves is this: those folks are put here on this earth to produce a drive in us to try harder, to want more, to excel and to determine ourselves and apply dilligence in what it is we desire to pursue and achieve in life. I jsut thought of Jill Scott's song, Hate on Me Haters.. I read/heard that haters do just what they are suppose to do- HATE. As long as they're hating, this means you are doing something worthwile that they simply cannot fathom or even apply themselves to try to even think of. We all are faced with obstacles everyday all the time, but how do you cope, how do you fight back, how do you maintain sanity and a peace of mind? I admit I sometimes feel so overwhelmed with to-do's that I sometimes I can hardly think straight, then theres the ongoing scrutniy from some that surround me that are oh my gosh, incredibly closed minded and constantly seeing the glass half empty vs. half full. But I'm pledging to thank them naysayers and underachievers, cause see, its because of them I strive so hard and will always continuously see that glass half-full and see the rainbow at the end of the storm even if it is far away in the distance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until my next post, Peace,Love, Prosperity &amp;amp; Endless Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OneLuv**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-8662940564454012932?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/8662940564454012932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=8662940564454012932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/8662940564454012932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/8662940564454012932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2007/12/4get-naysayers-underachievers.html' title='4get The Naysayers &amp; Underachievers'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R3C4bDVSoyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3bjUPlGxYWY/s72-c/rising-sun-Poster-C12185369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-3735402064227325853</id><published>2007-12-20T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:09:52.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes A Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I heard a line on/in my favorite movie ~ Love Jones on the concept of love. Statement: "Love is what and with whom you make it with". But my greeatest gift this year was finding and discovering an extended family. &lt;/span&gt;Family sharing similar passions and goals, that being the love of one of the greatest arts ~ POETRY. And this year I was blessed with my poetry family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an only child and well throughotut my life I have have always clung to cousins as siblings in the past and as I grew up my freinds were the siblings in my life. But we all know that time comes along, and well sometimes you simply just grow apart. Individuals are in your life at the time in your life that they are needed to be, that's a ll apart of the divine design of the most high. But see despite what people think, family doesnt't rely only in genetics. And for once in my life, I finally feel apart of something, spectacular. I can honestly say I have never felt that way- ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I feel within the core of my spirit, mind and heart that I belong but more importantly I'm seen for me and accepted for "simply" being me, loved and admired for "simply" being me. I can sincerely express that I love my poetry family. Not only have I met some spectacular, talented indviduals, but the kindred spirits and unique bonds that have been one of my many blessings. Family is what and who you chose them to be. Family extends farther than blood relation- it relies in the spirit of love and acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post, Peace, Love, Prosperity &amp;amp; Endless Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;OneLuv,&lt;br /&gt;Monique D.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-3735402064227325853?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/3735402064227325853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=3735402064227325853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/3735402064227325853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/3735402064227325853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-makes-family.html' title='What Makes A Family'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-4876271865600670368</id><published>2007-12-19T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:10:22.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R2oOAjVSouI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BFTQ2uZffVM/s1600-h/rising-sun-Poster-C12185369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145940926871544546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R2oOAjVSouI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BFTQ2uZffVM/s320/rising-sun-Poster-C12185369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{This is from Sunday Morning}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with an agenda today yet after one digression to the next, followed by technicalities. I decided today I'm on my own schedule with no set itenerary. As I strolled in Barnes &amp;amp; Noble, I had an ephiphany~for once "Be Free" and carousel like there's no tommorrow and to do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't look or concern myself with the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Neglect thoughts of a to-do list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Enjoythe day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sieze the day and like calgon~ let it take you (me) away into sheer bliss, into a tailormade utopia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, as I sipped on a sample of a starbucks peppermint white chocolate dream, "For Once", at this very moment I felt FREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Until my next post... Peace, Love Prosperity &amp;amp; Endless Blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OneLuv**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monique D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-4876271865600670368?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/4876271865600670368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=4876271865600670368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/4876271865600670368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/4876271865600670368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2007/12/free-spirit.html' title='Free Spirit'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6syUal6erM4/R2oOAjVSouI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BFTQ2uZffVM/s72-c/rising-sun-Poster-C12185369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2365461549829304847.post-2740275285420142728</id><published>2007-12-14T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:10:45.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; Endless Blessings People:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As a I paused for a brief moment at work I found myself beginning to wallow in semi-self pity, I begin to dwell on things that I know must work themselves out, I felt as if I were about to burst into tears. But a dear friend reminded me of something I know far to well… No matter what you're going thru, someone's always in a state worst than you. And worry not to things you cant change but live your life and just simply –be happy. I'm now reminded of Steve Harvey's closing remarks on yesterday's show. Two words that were instantly embedded on my brain after hearing them --- he said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"DO YOU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I jotted down some notes from the show and here they are….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~ Haters will come and they do just what they're meant to do – HATE&lt;br /&gt;~ Don't allow haters or naysayers to block your view and goals&lt;br /&gt;~ In Every aspect of your life remember to –DO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~ Although the haters will approach you and criticize and question you – do your BEST&lt;br /&gt;~ Throughout the whole years long and the holidays –DO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~ Do what "you" are capable of doing- DO YOU &amp;amp; BE YOU (in other words be yourself&lt;br /&gt;~ The devil don't wanna see you do good, that's his job- but no matter what – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ Remember to DO YOU all the time&lt;br /&gt;~ Last but not least, keep God first and foremost in your life&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU, DO YOU, DO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In conclusion, in the midst of writing this I got a few text messages from a few friends that simply called to say hello and then my friend Dawn(hope you don't mind sis) told me see how the devil will have you feeling hopeless then God will step in right on time… I am reminded of the scripture – "…Weeping may endure for a night, but JOY cometh in the morning" ~Psalms 30:5&lt;br /&gt;Until then, peace &amp;amp; blessings my people, peace &amp;amp; blessings.&lt;br /&gt;Oneluv**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2365461549829304847-2740275285420142728?l=mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/feeds/2740275285420142728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2365461549829304847&amp;postID=2740275285420142728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/2740275285420142728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2365461549829304847/posts/default/2740275285420142728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mo4yasoulchile.blogspot.com/2007/12/do-you.html' title='DO YOU!'/><author><name>Monique "1MopoeticSoul" D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07026337038469852974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9xyLZGRtE/Tc1-6MDHEBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0wyO0bKesu0/s220/_DSC0451-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
