OMG, can't even remember the last time that I was here!!! But guess what, doesn't mean I haven't been blogging. Just started back up on the 5th of this month, January. Had forgotten all about that particular site, but never this one, just haven't been here in a while. At any rate, wanted to share my new spot with you all, and perhaps, now that I'm back blogging, I will visit this more often, as well.
NEW BLOG LOCATION
Make sure you come and visit me there, and don't forget to click on the links. Until next time, LIVE, LOVE, LEARN.
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Get the Help That You Need
Everyone has one of THOSE days. The next time that you do, please don't hesitate to call me. Not sure if you should, why not, what do you have to lose except your problems.
Keen - Your personal advisor
Keen - Your personal advisor
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Another Month Gone By
Oh my, it's been a WHOLE month since I last posted here. Gee wiz, what in the world have I been doing? Living one day at a time, making progress in my life and enjoying my single-hood. My daily routine is pretty much the same, 80% of my time spent sitting in my "butt buddy" (my chair), in front of this laptop. I've shut down my main facebook account where I left 233 so called friends and family behind, without so much as a twinging in my heart, as I clicked on the deactivate my account, link. On my other account, I have 19 folks and I'm gradually pulling a few off the old list, but not many. I'm still doing my talk show, My Talk Show even though funding for paying the broadcasters has ended. I love broadcasting, so me leaving because of no pay wasn't even an option in my mind. They found me broadcasting for free, why would I stop cause the money did? So, now I'm on the hunt to replace the funds that are no longer available to me, but I've always been on the hunt. I am a business minded person, and I knew that it was just a matter of time before the fun part of their project became cloudy and the reality of the situation became crystal clear. Without support from the viewers, there was no way the company could continue to invest in the broadcasters. It was a noble attempt and I am grateful that I was a part of it all.
Well on to my next cash flow opportunities, which I have several. As you know, I am an adviser on a few of the psychic networks, here on the internet. I've been doing this for the past two years. The financial flow that should be occurring, is still more like a trickle, but every little bit helps in the big scheme of things. (I really hate that word, scheme, but I think it's the right word to use). Any way, after two years of sitting in video chat rooms and taking the vile abuse from the trolls that are so miserable, but instead of sitting down, realizing that the very person that they're trolling could direct them out of their misery, only find pleasure in the constant distractions that they create for the ones who are trying to get some help, I've decided to try my hand at, via telephone advising, instead. Although I love the video aspect of the other sites, which ultimately led me to starting my talk show style broadcasts, I welcome the fact that the only people I will encounter on the telephone generated sites are people who are willing to pay for what they need. The first site is the one that I've already had my first call on, after joining just this week, My Office. I was so thrilled and anxious at the same time, but after hearing the callers voice, the only feelings that lingered were, compassion and the will to help. I am so thankful for this journey that has led me to being available to anyone who needs me and who are linked to sites such as this one. The other site, which I have joined, also this past week, is, My Other Office, and although I've known about this one, it wasn't until I got fed up with the video chat sites that I ran to its refuge. Again, the only people that I will have to deal with are those genuinely seeking help AND willing to pay for it.
As always, as a writer, I am also working on written material and am happy to report that the third installment to my "Bibles of Survival" series is complete. These are my wisdom filled books that give you, perhaps, a different perspective on things as you see them, and let's you see the world through The Red Hawk's eyes. All three books can be found at, My Book Store. Well, I believe that's about all I've been up to besides raising the boys and trying to raise the consciousness of those around me, any way that I can. Until I post again, LIVE, LOVE AND LEARN. Peace.
Well on to my next cash flow opportunities, which I have several. As you know, I am an adviser on a few of the psychic networks, here on the internet. I've been doing this for the past two years. The financial flow that should be occurring, is still more like a trickle, but every little bit helps in the big scheme of things. (I really hate that word, scheme, but I think it's the right word to use). Any way, after two years of sitting in video chat rooms and taking the vile abuse from the trolls that are so miserable, but instead of sitting down, realizing that the very person that they're trolling could direct them out of their misery, only find pleasure in the constant distractions that they create for the ones who are trying to get some help, I've decided to try my hand at, via telephone advising, instead. Although I love the video aspect of the other sites, which ultimately led me to starting my talk show style broadcasts, I welcome the fact that the only people I will encounter on the telephone generated sites are people who are willing to pay for what they need. The first site is the one that I've already had my first call on, after joining just this week, My Office. I was so thrilled and anxious at the same time, but after hearing the callers voice, the only feelings that lingered were, compassion and the will to help. I am so thankful for this journey that has led me to being available to anyone who needs me and who are linked to sites such as this one. The other site, which I have joined, also this past week, is, My Other Office, and although I've known about this one, it wasn't until I got fed up with the video chat sites that I ran to its refuge. Again, the only people that I will have to deal with are those genuinely seeking help AND willing to pay for it.
As always, as a writer, I am also working on written material and am happy to report that the third installment to my "Bibles of Survival" series is complete. These are my wisdom filled books that give you, perhaps, a different perspective on things as you see them, and let's you see the world through The Red Hawk's eyes. All three books can be found at, My Book Store. Well, I believe that's about all I've been up to besides raising the boys and trying to raise the consciousness of those around me, any way that I can. Until I post again, LIVE, LOVE AND LEARN. Peace.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Just One of THEM Days
Well, it's 9:48 a.m. and I've been up since 7:06 a.m. Had to get the 14 year old registered for summer school. I swear, it's ALWAYS something. We get there, and a man comes out and greets us, BEFORE we even made it into the building. Seems the kids need their uniforms on, to enter the building. OMG, here we go, up until I got there, I WAS in a pretty good mood. It doesn't take MUCH to tick me off. I'm like a time-bomb waiting to go off when it comes to aggravating situations, because there's ALWAYS something aggravating me at EVERY turn. Trust, there is a book on this subject waiting to erupt out of my head, I already have the title written down. Anyway, so I get him registered, back home to change clothes and now I'm back home, sitting in my "Butt Buddy", my chair. Called my internet service provider AGAIN, to make sure there is NOTHING they can do to keep me from losing my services for the next two to three days, NOTHING!!! Oh well, there's nothing I can do at the moment, so I'm just gonna ride the tide. There's a lesson here, and I've already learned it, just have to go with the flow until I get to put it to use.
Anyway, I still have service as of now, so thought I'd blog a post just in case ANYONE is wondering what happened to me, why haven't I been posting on my Facebook wall, or WORKING for that matter. I'm gonna take it all in stride because I know that ALL things happen for a reason, the good, the bad AND the ugly. It's how you handle them that counts. I'm gonna sit back and be in chill mode for sure, IF I should get clipped. There's some writing projects that need to be tended to and no internet service will allow me to FINALLY get to them. Sometimes you'll be FORCED to get stuff done and trust, I got plenty that needs to be done. As a writer, I feel like I've taken time for granted, like I got FOREVER to write, when that is NOT true. With all the stories stored inside my head, just sitting there idly to be penned and published to live on forever, I should be ashamed of myself. I have been blessed with ALL forms of communication skills, and writing to me, is the greatest of them all. To be able to convey thoughts and feelings into words that come alive on page after page, is truly a GIFT.
Well, I think this constitutes as a blog post, so I've used my gift today. I guess I will go on and lay it back down, gotta make the best of what could be my last day on the internet for a couple of days. Still gotta make this money while I can, for next month's bill cycle. Things wouldn't be so bad, if I'd known about the discontinued services of my internet provider, but not knowing does not cut it. But now that I do know, I'll be better prepared to handle next month's business. See, things happen for a reason, if I had not called to make payment arrangements, I'd still be in the dark about NOT being able to do it. Anyway, sleep is calling me and I must rejuvenate from this morning's aggravation. Gotta get geared up for possibly MORE aggravation on the horizon. Until next time, live, love, learn. Peace.
Anyway, I still have service as of now, so thought I'd blog a post just in case ANYONE is wondering what happened to me, why haven't I been posting on my Facebook wall, or WORKING for that matter. I'm gonna take it all in stride because I know that ALL things happen for a reason, the good, the bad AND the ugly. It's how you handle them that counts. I'm gonna sit back and be in chill mode for sure, IF I should get clipped. There's some writing projects that need to be tended to and no internet service will allow me to FINALLY get to them. Sometimes you'll be FORCED to get stuff done and trust, I got plenty that needs to be done. As a writer, I feel like I've taken time for granted, like I got FOREVER to write, when that is NOT true. With all the stories stored inside my head, just sitting there idly to be penned and published to live on forever, I should be ashamed of myself. I have been blessed with ALL forms of communication skills, and writing to me, is the greatest of them all. To be able to convey thoughts and feelings into words that come alive on page after page, is truly a GIFT.
Well, I think this constitutes as a blog post, so I've used my gift today. I guess I will go on and lay it back down, gotta make the best of what could be my last day on the internet for a couple of days. Still gotta make this money while I can, for next month's bill cycle. Things wouldn't be so bad, if I'd known about the discontinued services of my internet provider, but not knowing does not cut it. But now that I do know, I'll be better prepared to handle next month's business. See, things happen for a reason, if I had not called to make payment arrangements, I'd still be in the dark about NOT being able to do it. Anyway, sleep is calling me and I must rejuvenate from this morning's aggravation. Gotta get geared up for possibly MORE aggravation on the horizon. Until next time, live, love, learn. Peace.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
My Cheeky
It's not even 8:00 a.m. and I'm up like I didn't just go to bed after 1:00 a.m. What has wakened me up so early? I can only guess it was my new SB (Spiritual Brother), Cheeky, who I've met on my journey as an adviser, life-coach and therapist on one of my online work sites. Cheeky and I have been spending an awful lot of time offering each other spiritual guidance as we're both in a transitional period in our lives. Although he's young enough to be one of my eldest children, the fact that he works for the "Divine" gives him innate wisdom and guidance beyond his years. I woke a little after 7 a.m. and just lay there reflecting on the day before and anticipating what this day could bring. I've had some news that I'm waiting on to materialize into reality, so I'm a little bit on the expectant side. So I'm laying there and my SB, comes to mind, after a while, I'm thinking, hummm, he's on a giant clock leap, (he lives in the UK) I wonder what he's doing, he's probably waiting for me to get up, so we can start our chat. I get up, turn on my computer and what do you know, he's JUST skyped me. The message simply says, "hahahahaha, hey". I respond, "good morning, you watched me laying there, you called out to me, and that's why you laughing." "yep," is his response. It's simply amazing how the mind works. We in the spiritual world can telepathically connect to each other no matter the miles.
I've always known that I was gifted ever since I was a teen. Haven't done it in a while, but I used to be able to "lift myself, out of myself," for lack of a better term. I would lie in bed and will my soul to leave my body. At the time, I didn't think of it as anything big, just knew that I could do it. As an adult, I've not even tried to see if I can still do it, as I'm quite content with the other mental capabilities that come naturally for me as I've began to accept that I do have a direct link to the Divine. The fact that my SB called out to me and I answered by turning on my computer to find a message from him, just minutes before, is proof that there is something mystical going on. As we've spent countless hours getting to know each other over the past few days, it is clear that I am NOT giving myself enough credit in utilizing the gift that I've been given. I've denied, out of self-doubt, that I was indeed psychic and could NOT tell the future when asked to. My SB asked me pointedly, "why do you claim you cannot tell the future, you're always on point to me"? Having another person confirm your spiritual gift to you does wonders for the psychy. Since meeting him, I've had the opportunity to hone my skills as we converse and share our life experiences. We're like long lost buddies who haven't heard from each other in a while. We immediately synced, spiritually, and have given each other what each needed in the form of encouragement, confirmation, insight, enlightenment and whatever else the other needed emotionally and spiritually. It's simply amazing the timing of it all.
Both of us are suffering through a break-up, uncertain of the future of our failed relationships. Even though we come from different sexual orientations, the pain each of us is feeling is identical. Which goes to show, love does not discriminate and neither should we. He feels my pain, I feel his pain, it is the SAME pain. A broken heart does not see color, sex or any other defining factor other than, perhaps, the deafening, silent scream that comes from what feels like your heart having the life squeezed out of it. At any rate, each of us came equipped with what the other needed. I can't help to use the word, AMAZING, to describe the connection. It's also one of Cheeky's words he uses to describe me, as he's become one of my biggest fans on my talk show, The Show, as well. "Hey MY Hawky," he said, before we began what would be the most healing-est week in our lives. "I googled you, and I am now your number one fan," he announced in my chat room, one day. I laughed cause I've heard that before, but after he kept coming to the show and going into the Waiting Room, it was clear that he had become one of my number one fans, foreal. Later, the revelation was revealed why we had been connected. He's a psychic too, thus us meeting in the Waiting Room, but more importantly than our shared purpose in life, we were both dealing with similar emotional crisis' and was able to be a spiritual balm in each others' lives.
Well when I first started this post, I certainly didn't intend to make it about my new friend, but when you value something and appreciate the gift you've been given, I guess you can't help but share it. Anyway, I guess I've honored my new friend enough for one day. He's truly a gift from the Universe, as he's made the last week bearable, to say the least. My Cheeky, I know you're smiling from ear to ear, and the warm feelings have spread from the top of your head to the soles of your feet, which is my gift to you, the gift of knowing how important and special you are to me. Until next time folks, live, love, learn!!!
I've always known that I was gifted ever since I was a teen. Haven't done it in a while, but I used to be able to "lift myself, out of myself," for lack of a better term. I would lie in bed and will my soul to leave my body. At the time, I didn't think of it as anything big, just knew that I could do it. As an adult, I've not even tried to see if I can still do it, as I'm quite content with the other mental capabilities that come naturally for me as I've began to accept that I do have a direct link to the Divine. The fact that my SB called out to me and I answered by turning on my computer to find a message from him, just minutes before, is proof that there is something mystical going on. As we've spent countless hours getting to know each other over the past few days, it is clear that I am NOT giving myself enough credit in utilizing the gift that I've been given. I've denied, out of self-doubt, that I was indeed psychic and could NOT tell the future when asked to. My SB asked me pointedly, "why do you claim you cannot tell the future, you're always on point to me"? Having another person confirm your spiritual gift to you does wonders for the psychy. Since meeting him, I've had the opportunity to hone my skills as we converse and share our life experiences. We're like long lost buddies who haven't heard from each other in a while. We immediately synced, spiritually, and have given each other what each needed in the form of encouragement, confirmation, insight, enlightenment and whatever else the other needed emotionally and spiritually. It's simply amazing the timing of it all.
Both of us are suffering through a break-up, uncertain of the future of our failed relationships. Even though we come from different sexual orientations, the pain each of us is feeling is identical. Which goes to show, love does not discriminate and neither should we. He feels my pain, I feel his pain, it is the SAME pain. A broken heart does not see color, sex or any other defining factor other than, perhaps, the deafening, silent scream that comes from what feels like your heart having the life squeezed out of it. At any rate, each of us came equipped with what the other needed. I can't help to use the word, AMAZING, to describe the connection. It's also one of Cheeky's words he uses to describe me, as he's become one of my biggest fans on my talk show, The Show, as well. "Hey MY Hawky," he said, before we began what would be the most healing-est week in our lives. "I googled you, and I am now your number one fan," he announced in my chat room, one day. I laughed cause I've heard that before, but after he kept coming to the show and going into the Waiting Room, it was clear that he had become one of my number one fans, foreal. Later, the revelation was revealed why we had been connected. He's a psychic too, thus us meeting in the Waiting Room, but more importantly than our shared purpose in life, we were both dealing with similar emotional crisis' and was able to be a spiritual balm in each others' lives.
Well when I first started this post, I certainly didn't intend to make it about my new friend, but when you value something and appreciate the gift you've been given, I guess you can't help but share it. Anyway, I guess I've honored my new friend enough for one day. He's truly a gift from the Universe, as he's made the last week bearable, to say the least. My Cheeky, I know you're smiling from ear to ear, and the warm feelings have spread from the top of your head to the soles of your feet, which is my gift to you, the gift of knowing how important and special you are to me. Until next time folks, live, love, learn!!!
Monday, June 10, 2013
Monday Musings
It's Monday afternoon, and I've not too long woke up from my very peaceful slumber. My Sunday actually ended in the wee hours of Monday morning, as I tried to wind down from a very busy weekend. I did some major house cleaning and cleaning out of my mental cavity as well. Right now I'm dealing with a break-up, but have managed to stay pretty focused on other important matters, like what I'm supposed to be doing with myself, should the break-up lead to permanent status. Relationships have been a constant in my life since the age of fifteen, so I'm pretty much wired for being a partner to someone. Other than my children, having my total self, to myself has not been something I've desired, but at this point, I might have to consider it as an option.
And not to say that I couldn't build another relationship with someone new, but the thought of starting over, learning someone else, when your mind and soul thought that the last would be your eternal, just seems like too much work, and since I have a boat-load of things that have taken backseat to my love life over the years, I think it only fair to spend some quality time with them, while I yet have a chance. Some of the things, mainly my writing, has always been something that should have been done in the midst of the relationships, but for some strange reason, I never was committed enough to do them at the same time. Now that I'm without a relationship, my writing seems to be tapping my mind daily to get some attention. Blogging is a form of writing, so I'm definitely answering its call.
Anyways, time to get ready for my talk show, don't forget to tune in at, The Show!!! until next time, LIVE, LOVE AND LEARN. Peace.
And not to say that I couldn't build another relationship with someone new, but the thought of starting over, learning someone else, when your mind and soul thought that the last would be your eternal, just seems like too much work, and since I have a boat-load of things that have taken backseat to my love life over the years, I think it only fair to spend some quality time with them, while I yet have a chance. Some of the things, mainly my writing, has always been something that should have been done in the midst of the relationships, but for some strange reason, I never was committed enough to do them at the same time. Now that I'm without a relationship, my writing seems to be tapping my mind daily to get some attention. Blogging is a form of writing, so I'm definitely answering its call.
Anyways, time to get ready for my talk show, don't forget to tune in at, The Show!!! until next time, LIVE, LOVE AND LEARN. Peace.
Friday, June 7, 2013
No Celebration Today
Okay, so it's June 7, 2013, the first time in the past four years that I'm not celebrating an anniversary. Ever since I met the man who immediately became my fiance', we've celebrated the 7th of each month. This year, there won't be a celebration. He's been gone from my home since the 2nd of June. Both of us pretty much got fed up with each other. Our relationship was supposed to last forever, if there was such a thing. He swore he wasn't ever going anywhere. Well as always, his actions outweighed his words. Do I blame him for getting tired of all of the arguing that led up to him leaving, of course not. I'd get tired of it too. But technically speaking, he brought it on himself. I'm a simple lady, settled in my ways and don't ask for much. The problem was, he was not as settled as I thought he was. I was a homebody, when we first met, he hung around me like he was too. We were inseparable. But as time went on, he settled into his hanging out routine, as if he was not in a relationship. He spent more time away from home, in other people's homes, than I could stand. It became unbearable for me after he lost his job. Instead of working harder around the house, while I continued to work my online jobs, he spent time away from home as IF he was still working on someone's job. I'd gripe like nobody's business when he did return, when he was around. I made life a living hell, if I wasn't happy, no one was going to be happy. So that's pretty much what pushed him out the door. He felt I was being unreasonable as he was doing all he could to secure another job. He didn't get it that if you can't contribute financially, you need to be contributing all other kinds of ways to the household. There were plenty of projects he could have started and completed around the home-front, but instead, he ignored what needed to be done and left the scene, I guess, to keep from being depressed.
Anyway, as you can see, it's early in the a.m. and I'm usually still tucked away under the covers. I actually slept on the couch last night. Not sure why, probably because the bed reminds me of us and it's settling in that there might not be an "us" again, so I'm going through the motions of withdrawal. I'll probably go back and lay down for a few more hours, but wanted to kick off my new routine. Gotta keep it moving so I won't get depressed. The weekend is coming and my 16 year old will be home for two days. I'm really excited about that and hope I can pull it together for him. Fourteen year old has had to watch me try to keep it together. He came around he corner and caught me crying the other day in the living room. Two days earlier he asks why am I so sad. He said, "you just went through a whole bunch of stuff with him and now you're free, why are you so sad"? I had to explain to him that love is a process and just like you gradually fall into love, you've got to gradually fall out of love completely and there are going to be sad times even when the best thing was for it to end. I try really hard not to let them see me down. So many count on me being up, so I have to pick and choose when I can let my true emotions flow.
Well, I think this constitutes as a post. I'll leave you all to the rest of your day. Mine doesn't have to start for a while now, so I'll definitely get some more shut eye. Make sure you catch me on the cam around 3:00 p.m. central at one of my spots for the show. The Show Until then, live, love and learn. Peace.
Anyway, as you can see, it's early in the a.m. and I'm usually still tucked away under the covers. I actually slept on the couch last night. Not sure why, probably because the bed reminds me of us and it's settling in that there might not be an "us" again, so I'm going through the motions of withdrawal. I'll probably go back and lay down for a few more hours, but wanted to kick off my new routine. Gotta keep it moving so I won't get depressed. The weekend is coming and my 16 year old will be home for two days. I'm really excited about that and hope I can pull it together for him. Fourteen year old has had to watch me try to keep it together. He came around he corner and caught me crying the other day in the living room. Two days earlier he asks why am I so sad. He said, "you just went through a whole bunch of stuff with him and now you're free, why are you so sad"? I had to explain to him that love is a process and just like you gradually fall into love, you've got to gradually fall out of love completely and there are going to be sad times even when the best thing was for it to end. I try really hard not to let them see me down. So many count on me being up, so I have to pick and choose when I can let my true emotions flow.
Well, I think this constitutes as a post. I'll leave you all to the rest of your day. Mine doesn't have to start for a while now, so I'll definitely get some more shut eye. Make sure you catch me on the cam around 3:00 p.m. central at one of my spots for the show. The Show Until then, live, love and learn. Peace.
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