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Self Published Book-‘Sweet September’- Now on Amazon and Kindle’

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Sweet September,’ is a Fiction, Short story.
80 pages. In Paper back $13.00 and Read online in Ebook version for $3.00
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My book is now on Amazon and Kindle. Been trying to promote it. I hope when everyone reads this, it brings joy, meaning, hope, inspiration, humor, happiness and more. Maybe this story will change someone life, who may be mourning a death or something else in the book that may relate to that reader.

Susan always enjoyed her favorite month, September, that she was nicknamed ‘Sweet September.’ September is the season of Autumn, Spring, Harvesting. That month, her plants and fruits fully bloomed in her home town of Mississippi. Also doing that month, Susan is always looking forward to the Mississippi Festival. That following year in 1995, Susan was super busy getting prepared for the festival. She is growing apples in her garden, for her mom yummy apple pies, that’s very popular in her town. Also, Susan has been so busy with her own business, the Floral shop. A business that she and late husband Ted built together. Ted died a few years ago, from a Heart attack and that same year, her Dad Sir Walters died from cancer. Combining those deaths in the same year, Susan still hasn’t got over those deaths to this day. From being on a busy schedule, she gets a surprising unexpected visit, from a high school crush named Rob Davis. Rob Davis was the handsome popular football player that always swept girls off their feet but then he broke their hearts. He was also the prankster and jokester. Susan was the nerdy shy girl in those days, that stared at Rob Davis from afar. Susan had a secret crush on Rob Davis. Rob Davis had classes with Susan but his pranks on Susan, like the time he put a frog in her shirt, was the most embarrassing for Susan, as the whole school laughed at Susan. Years later Rob Davis comes back to Mississippi to visit friends and family. He happens to be in the area, where Susan’s mom Betty lives. Susan happens to be at her mom’s house that same day. Rob Davis comes over to Betty’s house unexpectedly. So why Is Rob Davis at Betty’s House? How does Susan react? Can this truly be a match years later? How does Susan balance everything in her schedule, along with this unexpected crush, coming back into her life? Read in a quiet peaceful place. Thanks for reading

‘Slow Dance’

30 Wednesday May 2018

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33943422_2184478078236120_3084937625597902848_n‘Slow Dance’
‘The branches moved… With an rhythm, in a slow dance…  with the warm.. Graceful.. Sultry breeze…’
‘The leaves hung on with inspiration, enjoying the ride. Peace filled the moment.  Silence… Silence… quietness into a meditation… The sun is the audience, witnessing the moment that can’t never be broken.’ 
‘The clouds from above moved with Grace… Elegance… Inspiration … spread like angel wings. Float freely… Let go… In a slow dance… Relax… Relax… Enjoy..’

Liberte’ De’ Danse’- (Freedom Of Dance)

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“Bonjour,’ May I have this dance Madam?” His soft voice gently touches her heart as he gently held her hand, guiding her through the Jazzy club, to the ballroom floor.  She looks deeply into his eyes, Seeing the snow,  falling from the heavens, like the angels singing on a day of celebrating. Everyday is a celebration of life. “Bonjour,’ Oui,’ Yes sir!” You may have this dance,” She said. They both stared into each other eyes, as they’re shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, hand to hand, Both of them went into a ‘deep… ’emotional…. ‘compassionate… connection, getting lost into their freedom.’

‘A small town little boy, ran across the village in Paris. He stares at the clouds in the sky. Loving the way each cloud compliment each other side by side, Their freedom of being free in the sky, over the world. From the little boy perspective, he wanted that same freedom, to dream and just dance in the middle of the village freely.  That day the little boy looked at the clouds that morning, and started to ballet dance in the middle of the street, then all of a sudden a loud voice says “WATCH OUT!!!” as a big explosion broke out in the town. The men from another town was at war. The little boy and his family, also other families escaped. They all headed west on a boat, leaving everything else behind. All they had was, themselves and each other. Their freedom was their escaped into a new chapter. The little boy mom held him in her arms saying, “Everything is going to be ok.” His eyes looked up at the clouds above the water with hope. “Mom I want to dance when I grow up,” the little boy said. His eyes closed shut, falling to sleep in his mom’s arms.’

‘The best was to come. The light at the end of the tunnel gave hope, that some one else also had the same dreams and aspirations to change the world through gods calling for their life. A little girl from Europe always enjoyed looking at the tall Eiffel Towers in Paris. “Mom.. if I climbed up these towers, would it take me to heaven in the clouds?” The little girl said. Her mom looked at her and smiled. The little girl walked with her mom on the town, checking out some shops. Before they could step into the shop, a loud cheering noise came from up the street at the dance theater. On a ballroom stage in the theater, a lady and a guy, danced so freely, doing ballet. The little girl ran to the theater and watched from outside, through the open doors. Her eyes opened wide. “I want to be a dancer when I get older,” She said to herself.’

‘Many years later, In high school, the little girl was now close to being a teen. Her mom got her into dance ballet classes. The teacher looked at the girl and said “You truly caught on so well, you are a very talented dancer.” “Now it’s time for you to meet a very talented gentleman that is going to be your dance partner.” “You both will be competing in the competition together.” The young man walked into the class. He looks out the window at the clouds and then smiles. He walks over to the young lady, they both stared deeply into each other eyes. “Bonjour,’ May I have this dance Madam?” He said. She looked at him and said “Bonjour,’ Oui,’ Yes Sir!” You may have this dance.” “By the way sir, what is your name?” He looks at her and said “I’m Noah.”  “Madam what is your name?” She looks at him and said “I’m Ambella.” Noah had ‘White Daisies’ in his hand. “Ambella these are for you,” Noah said. Ambella had tears of joy. “Merci Beaucoup” ( Thank you very much), “No one ever did anything like this for me before,” Ambella said.  Noah started blushing. “Maybe after class, we can go walking all over Paris and eat lots of cheese and bread,” Noah said. “Oh can’t forget the grape juice, and.. oh.. the Eiffel Towers too,” Ambella said. They both started to giggle. “We can also look at the clouds together and dance in the street,” Noah said. Ambella got so lost in his eyes. “You do know that we have to ask our parents, I just hope my mom don’t get mad cause I have a boyfriend now,” Ambella said. An ark-ward silence came between them. “Oops I mean, I mean, like a friend but a friend that is a boy.” Noah started blushing. “Ok, I get it.” “I actually will love to be your boyfriend, I mean BOY-FRIEND!!” The whole class looked at Ambella and Noah. “This is so embarrassing,” Noah said. “Ok two love birds, enough chatter, lets see you both dance,” The ballet teacher said. “Ok everyone, get in your spots with your partners, and lets start the first number of the show, it’s all in your eyes.” Noah and Ambella stared at each other eyes, getting lost…

Heaven is real, way beyond the clouds, the two angels flew so freely into their own. Success came so big as they both always stayed connected to each other, through the freedom of dance. The light from above shines on them, as they both spread that light and inspiration to others. Changing the world for the better.’ Even as years passes, they became further apart but their hearts and love was always connected within.’

‘They both opened up their eyes, as their ballroom dance ended, there was a loud cheering sound as everyone clapped their hands in the Jazz club. “Wow.. what just happened?” He said. She looked at him in the eyes. “It’s like we both traveled back in time and got lost in the dance,” She said. “The art of dance, we actually got to know each other again through the freedom of dance,” He said. “Hold on, did you just say again?” You ask me for this dance, we just met,” Ambella said. They both looked at each other for a while. He start to blush. “WAIT!!!” They both said at the same time. “AMBELLA..!!!” NOAH IS THAT YOU?”  “I …I.. You go first.” “No you go first.” “Ambella I know that we lost in touch for awhile and after high school we both went our separated ways  but we both had successful dance careers.” “I never forgot about you Ambella, till this day, I still do think about you.” “Noah, I always knew through faith that you will step back into my life one day,.” “I knew that when you came back, that your first words will be “Bonjour, May I have this dance Madam.” “Ambella, I had to search and see what the world had to offer me but now I know that I don’t have to search anymore, cause you always been the one for me all along, right in front of me always.” “I never met to hurt you Ambella, I’m so sorry.” “Noah don’t be sorry, I always waited in faith.” “I prayed that god will guide you to me.” Noah grabbed Ambella hand, leading the way out the Jazz club, before sun down.

“I have a surprised for you, Noah said as he took a black scarf out his pocket and tied it around Ambella face, over her eyes. They both slowly walked up the streets of Paris together, Noah led the way. “Careful Ambella.” “Are we almost there?” Ambella said. “Yes Madam.” Noah and Ambella stopped at the surprised location. Noah took the blind fold off  of Ambella eyes. Ambella opened up her eyes, in front of her, stood the tall Eiffel Towers. Also a candle light table by it, with flowers, grape wine, cheese, bread, and A steak dinner. Noah smiled, looking up at the fully clouds and sunset. Ambella was so happy as tears came from her eyes. Noah picked up the flowers from the table, and said, ” These are for you.” Ambella looked at the ‘White Daisies’, ” Je vous remercie de tout coeur’ (I thank you from the bottom of my heart.” “Yes someone has done this for me years ago, a boyfriend or BOY-FRIEND!” that always blushed,” Ambella said. I bet that boyfriend with the blushing cheeks never done this before,” Noah said as he got on one knee, he then took out a diamond ring out his pocket, holding Ambella hand. ” Je vous saurais gre’ de (Bien vouloir) ( I would be grateful if you could ( Be so kind as to),” Noah said with a nervous tone. “Darn I’m blushing again.” “Will you marry me Ambella?”  Ambella looked him in the eyes. “Noah, my blushing prince, yes I will marry you.” Noah got up off one knee and put the ring on her finger as they both kiss. A crowd been standing there all along. They started cheering and clapping. Noah and Ambella looked at the crowd as they smiled.  “So we have a lot to tell our folks now,” Ambella said. “Yep, I’m sure your mom is going to be very happy that her daughter is marrying her high school BOY- FRIEND!” “Or boyfriend with the blushing cheeks,” Noah said. “ha ha…” They both laughed. “I have one more surprised my Madam,” Noah said. Noah looked up at the clouds, Ambella then looked up at the clouds and at the sunset. “What do you see, when you stare into the clouds?” Ambella said. “I see freedom, just like when I dance with you.” “I feel so free, like we both flew around the world together.” “Everything disappears and it’s just you and me in the clouds up heaven.” Ambella smiles. “That’s what I see every time I look into your eyes Noah.”  A group of guys stood right next to the Eiffel Towers and started playing their Erard Harps. “SURPRISED..” Noah said. “Oh my, the music is so comforting and it just so pure, I love this,” Ambella said.  Ambella and Noah both stared into the clouds by the Eiffel Towers as they both slow dance together. The harp music filled their ears. Everyone in the area, watched them. Couples being inspired, “Wow.. baby this is so romantic,” One lady said to her husband. A little girl looked at her parents, and said “I want to be a ballet dancer when I grow up. “A little boy that was with his family said, “Me to.” “Bonjour, Madam, May I have this dance?” The little girl looked at her parents, “Mom is it ok?” The parents said ” Yes.” “Bonjour’ ,Qui”, Yes Sir! You may have this dance.” The little girl and boy started slow dancing next to Noah and Ambella. Then other couples surrounded the Eiffel Towers as they all slowed dance. Ambella and Noah looked at the kids and all the couples dancing around them. ” look at the joy we spread, take it all in, we truly brought these amazing people together,” Noah said. “I know, it’s amazing how god works through us and many, through each calling, there’s that freedom, that path that takes us to that place and everyone else becomes free too,” Ambella  said. “Yes baby, that calling truly does change the world for the better.” “We no longer have to be slaves of all the bad things in the world.” “Things always get better always, no matter how many times the world goes through bad,” Noah said.  Noah and Ambella looked at the two kids slow dancing next to them. “That’s us, when we were young, always full of big dreams,” Ambella said. Noah start blushing. “Why are you blushing dear?” What is on your mind?” Ambella said. “Do you want kids soon?” Noah said. “I do but I want two girls only,” Ambella said. “Wait, why two girls?” Maybe a boy and a girl, they can become ballet dancers like us, you know like the family tree.” “We are the first ballet dancers in the family and so we can passed the torch on,” Noah said. “Wait, what about an artist or doctor or nurse?” Ambella said. “Well you first haven’t answered my question of why you just want two girls only, Mrs. Ambella Madam.”  “We’ll Noah, you act like we’re actually having a baby now, and plus it’s their choice of what career they want but mostly the importance is that they follow god calling for their life.” “That’s truly what I want to instill in them mostly.” Ambella and Noah looked at each other and started laughing. “We’re so immature.” “Well… welcome to marry life, this is how couples act but I’m going to enjoy every bit of it with you forever.” “I also can’t wait until we both are old together,” Ambella said. “Wait, two girls my Madam, you have to put a boy in there.” “Ok babe, maybe two boys and two girls.” Ambella and Noah kept going on and on, smiling at each other as they slow danced the evening away. All the couples and families, and kids danced by the Eiffel towers as the harps kept playing.  Noah and Ambella stared up at the clouds above the Eiffel Towers, slow dancing together in freedom. Connected hand to hand, as their eyes met deeply together, heavenly, eternity forever. ‘

‘Liberte’ De’ Danse’

‘We Can Fly’

22 Monday May 2017

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‘The birds flew with grace… and beauty… Mixing with society in such a big world, just like the beautiful Butter-flies flew out of their cocoon so freely into freedom. Coming together with nature, as their vulnerability open wide. Open arms welcomes love but the door then slammed so hard. Their wall is their protection, from being hurt, is their fear. They don’t want to be the victim. The spirit within them looks out of their own body, looking at them selves, making sure they loved others from a compassionate heart. They stared down at the world from above,  Human nature stared from below. Looking at the inspiration, they’re keeping hope alive, believing they can fly to. The distractions of the world wasn’t going to become a reality in the little girls mind, as she stared into the future of hope, the news and her surroundings became dark. The older woman in a country far away,  sitting on her patio, she can see through the little girls eyes and many others from previous generations, as she look at the light in the sky. She lived and learned, that hope, that there’s always a light at the end of that tunnel. One person spread the good news, others get inspired and continue to follow the movement of spreading the good news, passing it along to others. Doing gods will, making the world a better place. Confusion always fly around our nation, like the strong winds of a tornado but we have prayer, we have the love of god and Jesus to get us through the battles. All around every surrounding, there is inspiration.  The trees stood so tall with great posture, no matter how much abused they suffered, they always kept growing so tall, touching the sky. The animals search for that love and longing, just like every human search for that true happiness, that purpose, that calling, that destiny. We all hope, we all want, no matter how much money we have. Your spirituality, something higher than ourselves is way more important than material things. “I want to find my better self, that true happiness, that purpose” The son said to his mom. She looked within him as she starts to tear up from happiness. She then says ” Just water that seed within that god planted in you,” “That seed will then blossom and guide you on a path to your destiny.” “Seek the kingdom of God first and everything else shall come.” ‘You are going to also change the world for the better.” “You will fly.” All around the world, so many are praying, so many are inspiring others, passing on the love, shining their light. Far over the big hills, far into the distance, over the high mountains, Three angels flew all around the clouds singing a joyful Gospel tune. The sun shined so bright in the sky for all to see. One guy looked outside his living room window at the bright sun light in the sky. The beauty of his smile from within, he has hope and inspiration, saying, “I want to fly.”

‘Her Angel Wings’

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‘Her Angel Wings’

‘Far away over the mountains, the sky looked so magical. A bright peach color light, shining so… bright over the sea. Mermaids swim in a peaceful motion, humming a spiritual tune. The sound…. so…. refreshing …so.. relaxing….like the sound of angels humming a tune.’

“HOLY………….HOLY…HOLY….”HOLY….HOLY….HOLY….HUUU………MMMMMMMM…”

‘The fog covered the mountains far away on that cloudy day. Very quiet…No sound…. As the babies laid to rest their souls, their spirits smile upon the town in peace. Each mom dress in all black, as their heart carry bitterness and guilt. Looking down at their baby graves cause more pain, thinking about how cancer took them away. Each woman blew a kiss to heaven at their bundle of joy that was no longer with them but in spirit.’

‘Each female wanted to escaped this small town, In their quiet world of minds thinking alike, they dominated. The aggression from man with dark roses, sent them in a distraction that pass on through generations. A Light shined from heaven that brought joy in their misery. Each woman had their babies in water, a spiritual birth. Each baby being lift from it’s mom womb from under water to breathing the world air, as the preacher prayed, baptizing each new-born. Each female tears roll down their faces, knowing her husband left her, as she gave birth to her bundle of joy. She created a world so far from reality, as she day dreamed into her own fantasy. All females only existed in this world. Mother Nature said “Welcome… Come my dears.” The mermaids poke their heads above the pure blue clear water, Swimming around the sea and above. They all went under the sea, seeing  all types of different color fishes brought in unity. The water felt so warm and comfortable, So…freeing…so..pure…’

‘One female back at the small town, day dreamed, as she thought about her miscarriage. Her mind brought her to her own world. In her dream she seen the beautiful heavens above. The beautiful baby angels held hands in a circle together around this bright light, one of those angels was her baby. Her baby waved at her, and she waved back. The adult angels welcome her into the gates of heaven, Jesus greeted her and held her in his arms. “Child you’re going to be fine, your bundle of joy is your guardian angel, we all are looking over you and everyone else in your town and around the world.””Go spread the word to all your fellow people, teach them real reality and how to accept what ever happen.” “You all come together and make a difference, I will work through you all to see the light at the end of the tunnel my love.” Jesus said. She woke up from her dream with tears of joy. She jumped out her bed and ran over to her next door neighbor house, knocking on the door hard but that next door neighbor was in a day dreamed in her own world.’

‘The mermaids develop wings, as the huge waves of the sea made a huge noise that shook the earth. The next door neighbor got scared as the mermaids in her mind screamed… “HELP….”HELP…. ” As they start to drowned in the sea from the huge waves. The mermaids escaped as their wings helped them fly far from the storm. The strong winds stopped as the light from above came through the cloudy dark sky.’

‘The next door neighbor kept staring at the wall in a deep day-dream, as tears went down her eyes, she realized someone was knocking on the door. She came back to reality and jumped out her chair and ran to the door. She opened it and both of the female neighbors hugged each other tight as they cried. One of the females said, “It’s going to be ok…” “The angels is watching over us all and our father in heaven is watching, The curse is broken now.”

‘A few years later, early that morning, The sun-rise was so bright over the small town. The mountains from a far away distance was so.. clear..  All the families came together. Each female let bitterness go and came close again with their husbands and children. White daisies bloomed all over the garden by each baby grave. Each female can see clearly as the blocked no longer kept them captive in their own imagination. Rose the mayor , brought all the people in the small town together to meet in the grave yard, to honor them for their voice and work in the town. Also to have a prayer service for all the babies that they lost over the years in the town. “The reason I wanted you all here today at this beautiful grave yard, is to honor our females for their work on helping to clean up this town.””We have many new schools for our children now in this town and a new college that just got built.””We also have many counseling places now for females that been abuse and that had miscarriages.””We are also working with cancer patients to.” “So many of our babies also died from cancer and so we also want to pray that our babies are resting in peace till this day.” “I want to share this story of a dream I had.” “I had a dream a few years ago.” “I went up to heaven, the angels greeted me as they open up the gates.” “My baby that I miscarried, was up heaven holding hands in a circle with the other angels around this huge beautiful light.” “Jesus hugged me so tight, I felt that fatherly love spirit on me.” “Till this day, I know my son has a father watching over him up there, just like we all have a father.” “My son is my guardian angel.” “Jesus wanted me to spread the word to many females out there, that lost a child or miscarried, Even those that been abuse.” “I knew he had a calling for my life and every life.” “Not all guys are bad at all, I see all the beautiful man sitting next to their beautiful wives today, that’s still going strong and that treats their spouses with love.” “There’s always a light at the end of the tunnel and from our experiences and passions, Jesus works through each of us to help the world to be a better place.” “We all can come together, man and woman, boy and girl, to make a difference in unity,” Rose said as everyone clapped. Rose looked proud as she said, “Thank you, I want to bring my next door neighbor, that is also a best friend, up here to speak.” “This is my good friend Pearl.”  Pearl stood in front of everyone. “Hi everyone, I know some of the females that’s sitting here today, lost a child, and that child grave is right here in this yard.” “I lost a child also and that child is buried here also.” “I was also a victim of abuse.” “My husband will come home drunk and call me names.” “I stared and stared at the wall in my own quiet place.” “I wanted to escaped into my own world, where there was just me and all the females, and our babies.” “My heart suffered but that cloudy day, as I heard the knocks at my door, I was so deep into my own world.” “The knocks was so loud that I got afraid, I couldn’t move, cause of my fears.” “The waves came upon me, so hard that I couldn’t safe myself but I knew I will develop wings.” “The mermaids kept yelling out, HELP…!” HELP…!” “but at the end of the tunnel, there was an angel name Rose and she is here beside me today.” “I finally had the strength to own my happiness from the father above.” “I got out my marriage safely, in a divorce.” “He said sorry and got help, we are now the best of friends.” “I’m now married to a wonderful man that treats me with love.” “I’m pregnant now with a another child.” “I know this child is a gift from Jesus.” “Everyone, let us bless on all these graves, lets pray over our children and honor our father in heaven for his greatness and love.” Everyone started praying as the angels in spirits flew all around the grave yard and the small town.  Pearl looked at Rose, “Thank you my sister for saving me and making this town better,” Pearl said.  Rose smiled at Pearl as they both left the crowd and started walking around the grave yard. “So Pearl, Do u still day dreamed in your own imaginary world?”  Pearl became silence for a while. “Well…. I do but I know it’s not true reality but it’s more true reality verses fake reality, it’s an art piece in my mind.” Rose looked at the sky and then at Pearl. “So did the mermaids ever get help?” Rose said. “Yes they did, we all did get help and I’m so happy, I know that those we lost, they’re looking down in peace, smiling on us all.” “They all are with their families up there.” “I can see clearly, the moms are flying around heavens and the children are holding hands around the light.” “Our father is smiling, our creator.” Pearl looked at Rose, they both smiled at each other. “I love you sister.” “I love you to sister.” “Thanks for inspiring me,” Pearl said. “Thanks for inspiring me and those we lost, others up and coming females are inspired to.” Rose smile and said, “You inspire me to.” “Lets continue to make a difference.” Pearl and Rose walked the grave yard, with a smile as the light shined bright from above and a peace came so clearly. The white daisies shined all over the grave yard. “We are now flying, up top of the world, from all we have overcome.”

‘The mermaids swim around the sea in a peaceful mind, as the water stayed pure and still. The different color fishes came together in unity with the mermaids. The heavens shined down on the lands, the angels held hands. The children played, laughing loud so freely…. One child looked at his mom with a smile, as she song a familiar song.’

“HOLY…HOLY … HOLY… A CHILD IS BORN…. JESUS… IS.. LOVE… GOD IS LOVE… HOLY  IS LOVE… COME TO ME… GUARD MY CHILDREN…. WE ALL ARE YOUR CHILDREN JESUS…JUST LIKE GOD GAVE YOU FOR US… YOU LOOKED UPON ON US… WE MAKE AN DIFFERENCE.. BRINGING HEAVENS ON EARTH… HOLY.. HOLY… HOLY…HUUMMM….. MMMMM…..HOLY….HOLY…HOLY… Fly My Angel…Fly My Angel…Your Wings…My Child.. Your Wings.. Her Wings..”

 

 

 

Invisible

19 Sunday Jun 2016

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    ‘Invisible’

‘My memory became blurry on the journey, from an infant to my first steps as a child. The beautiful white clouds above, So far up…So free.. So sure…My shyness from a young age put a wall up, that world kept me safe but I was invisible to so many. The outside judged, I was misunderstood. Couldn’t stand my ground, couldn’t speak up, The words stayed so far in my soul as fear took over. I was loved but felt invisible. God knowledge and wisdom that was instilled in me, stayed with me always, building me up more and more. I remember in Virginia, looking out the window at the woods, full of tall trees. Always wonder, What is behind all those tall trees, where does it end? The older I got, I became more wiser. Started to know myself and became more confident. Everyone accepted me and respected me more but I still felt invisible. Many experiences in my life taught me so much. Many people I met taught me so much. I realized as I got older and went into the real world on my own, that I inspired so many from the godly light that’s within. Wisdom guided me through life and knowledge gave me understanding, making me wiser. My heart been broken many times, sometimes things never got settled but I always gotten back up stronger. I felt invisible, putting my wall up became my escape.  I’m older now, standing on this tall mountain, striving more and more, learning more and more.  I learn that I’m in this world for a purpose, to change the world for the better, inspiring and giving back. Still trying to move up on this spiritual journey. I still love cloudy raining days, looking out the  window at the rain drops, feeling so relaxed and free. I’m a man that’s no longer invisible but I will always have that shy little boy within me, that dreamed big in his own little world. Going into his escaped, he is invisible, I’m invisible.’

ThE FrUiT Of ThE SoUl… HaLleLuJaH …AMeN….

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ThE FrUiT Of ThE SoUl… HaLleLuJaH …AMeN….

Blossoming beauty of the sun eyes, wakes up the world. God light, shining so… bright. Peaches are ripe, fully sweet, very tender. The green leaves on the peach trees, gives a welcome with love. It’s a new beginning of freedom, joy, the gift of mother nature, nurturing the souls who witness the birth of the fruit, from the seed.

That early sunrise morning, The kids ran outside very freely, looking up with joy in their eyes. A voice yells out,” Wait!!!….my loves….”, Frida said as she stared out the kitchen window at her garden and trees, smiling at the blessings. Her work, her gift from god, she appreciates, realizing how bless she is. The scraped knees and elbows from planting her seeds, really paid off. She brushes her thick curly hair back, wrapping a beautiful color scarf around her head. She marches outside with confidence. Her basket hangs on the side of her arm, as she stands in front of the peach tree, about to grabbed a peach. “Mom!!!!… “Can I help you pick the peaches?” Frida turn around, seeing Samuel, her young son run towards her, looking up at her with joy in his brown eyes. “Yes son, you may help.” “Start from the bottom of the tree and I’ll start picking from the top of the tree.” Frida looks at the fully ripe peach hanging from the tree in front of her. Memories start to fill her mind as she day dreamed. 

As a little girl, her mom held her in her arms, as she napped. Her mom smiled brighten up the room, like the sun shining out the bed room window that afternoon. The smell of peach pie cooked in the oven, filling the house with a fresh aroma. Everyone can smell it. The neighbors, to the church, they all noticed that smell. Frida mom welcome everyone in the church and neighbors with home made peach pie. Fried chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, corn bread and hand fresh pick green beans was always a favorite Sunday dinner for Frida. After dinner, peach pie for dessert touched the soul with joy.  Before dinner Frida mom read a scripture that always stuck with Frida.

“Genesis 1:11-12 Then God said, “Let the earth sprout vegetation, plants yielding seed, and fruit trees on the earth bearing fruit after their kind with seed in them”; and it was so. The earth brought forth vegetation, plants yielding seed after their kind, and trees bearing fruit with seed in them, after their kind; and God saw that it was good.”

Frida mom read another scripture to. “Psalms 107:37-38, And sow fields and plant vineyards, And gather a fruitful harvest. Also He blesses them and they multiply greatly, And He does not let their cattle decrease.”

Young Frida remembers walking in her mom peach garden, being inspired by the gifts that each seed gave. The meaning and the joy, the fresh new fruit. Frida knew that one day she wanted to have her own garden, with fruits and veggies, she wanted to multiply, spreading the gifts to everyone else, just like her mom did.

Mom… Mom!!!!” Frida came back from her day-dream, as she turned around, looking down at her son Samuel, noticing the heavy bag on her arm was making her arm tired. Samuel, her son picked the peaches from the tree already, filling up the bag. “Wow…. amazing… I’m so proud of you my son.” “Now we just have to wash off these peaches and then I’m going to have your sisters helped me cut them for the homemade peach pie.” “I have grandmas recipe.”

That evening, Frida and her son and two daughters sat at the table for a meal. Fresh peach pie in the oven for dessert. There’s fried chicken, Fresh green beans, corn bread, mashed potatoes with gravy, and Frida specialty mac’n’cheese.

“Now lets say grace, everyone bound their heads and close your eyes,” Frida said. She then pray. “Thanks Jesus for bringing me and my kids together on this joyful day.” “I pray that their dad, my husband rest in peace.” “He was a true soldier and really cared about this country.” “Please release joy on every family, giving them wisdom and knowledge.” “Please keep us and everyone save and at peace.” ” Thank you for the roof and food, the many blessings.” “Thank you”, amen.”

“I’m now going to read you all a scripture and then we can eat.” Jesus said- “Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me… By this my Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit and so prove to be my disciples. As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love.” – John 15:4,8,9

Frida and the kids hears a female voice coming from the patio outside, reading a scripture. “Zechariah 8:1-2-3 says ‘For there will be peace for the seed: the vine will yield its fruit, the land will yield its produce and the heavens will give their dew; and I will cause the remnant of this people to inherit all these things.”

Frida turned to look at the patio screen door. “MOM!!!!….”  Frida said with happiness “GRANDMA..GRANDMA..GRANDMA….!!!!!!” All the kids got up from the table, running to the patio, to hug grandma. Frida got up and went to the patio and gave her mom a big hug and kiss. “Grandma, what a surprise,” All three kids said. “Mom I…I.. didn’t expect you to come over, that’s a long drive mom,” Frida said. “My loves, I haven’t seen you all in so long,” Grandma said. “Oh by the way, great job on your peach trees and vegetable garden, yes I took a look, it really does run in the family.” “I hope my grand children grow up to have a garden to and some trees,” Grandma said. “Mom we missed you so much,” Frida said. “Well come on in and have dinner with us, we was just about to start eating,” Frida said as she walked grandma and the kids inside. “I heard the prayer you said and I also heard the scripture you read, I was standing there all that time listening, I taught u well my love,” Grandma said. “Well mom, I learn from the best, you taught me a lot mom, I never for got it, it comes from a true compassionate heart, just like yours,” Frida said. “AWWWW….sweetie, I love you,” Grandma said. “I love you to,” Frida said.  Grandma sat at the table looking at all the great food. She could also smell something familiar. “Is that my peach pie recipe darling?” Grandma said. “Yes mom, I been trying to teach my kids, your grand children on how to make it to.” “I want to pass this recipe on to many generations, It started with gray grandma, now I can pass it to my kids,” Frida said. Grandma smiled. “Just remember children that it’s all in the fruit, grow your fruits and veggies the right way, then second it’s my special ingredients,” Grandma  said.

Grandma, Frida and the kids all sat at the table, enjoying the food, talking and laughing among each other.

Grandma and Frida washed dishes. The two girls fell to sleep up stairs and Samuel stayed up watching TV in the living room. “After this cartoon, it’s time for bed my love,” Frida said to Samuel. “Yes ma’am,” Samuel said. Grandma walked into the living room. “Thanks my love for a great meal and the pie was very delicious,” Grandma said. Frida smiled. “I was thinking, I remember when I use to read you a bed time story on the patio when you was a little girl,” Grandma said. “Mom I so remember that and we use to stare at the stars and moon,” Frida said. Samuel looked at grandma. “Grandma can you read me a bed time story?” Samuel said. “Yes my love,” Grandma said.

Grandma sat in the rocking chair on the front patio as Samuel sat on her lap.  Grandma had a children book about living a fruitful life. The full moon glowed that night and the stars shined all around the nightly sky, it was very quiet and peaceful. “Grandma, the moon is beautiful and the stars to.” Grandma looked up at the moon and stars, she smiled. “Yes my love,” Grandma said. Grandma opened the book, she held it, showing Samuel, where he can look at the book, as she read. Frida watched from the patio screen door inside the house, looking at grandma reading to Samuel. This made Frida emotional in a happy joyful way.  It’s a moment, Frida remembers when she was a little girl, How she use to read to her before bed to. It’s nice seeing her with her grandchild, Frida thought to herself. Frida won’t ever forget this moment.

Grandma reads:

…”A man had a fig tree, planted in his vineyard, and he went to look for fruit on it, but did not find any. So he said to the man who took care of the vineyard, ‘For three years now I’ve been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it use up the soil?’ ” ‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.’ ” Luke 13:6-9 (NIV)

 Look what I have… apples, oranges, peaches, and bananas. Yum! Yum! I think I’ll have a delicious snack right now. How about you? Would you like to join me? Do you know what I think would be great? I think it would be great to have a lot a fruit trees in your yard so that any time you wanted a snack, you could just go out and pick a piece of fruit off of the tree. But what if you had an fruit tree in your yard that never had any fruit on it? It wouldn’t be good for anything except shade, would it?In our Bible lesson today, Jesus told a story about a man who planted a fig tree in his garden. After some time had passed, he went to look for some fruit on the tree, but there was none. Year after year he watched the tree, but the tree never produced any fruit. Finally, the man went to the gardener who took care of the tree and said to him, “For three years I have been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! It is just taking up space in the garden.”

The gardener answered, “Please, sir, give it one more chance. Leave it for another year. I will give it special attention. I will dig around the tree and give it plenty of fertilizer. If the tree produces fruit next year, great, if not, then you can cut it down.”

In telling this story, Jesus was really talking about us and about God. God has “planted” us here on this earth and he expects us to produce good fruit in our life. What kind of fruit does he expect? When He looks at the way we live our life, he wants to see things like love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, and gentleness. There are times when he is disappointed in what he sees, but he is willing to give us another chance.

What can we do to help us produce the kind of fruit that God expects? We can worship regularly, read God’s Word, and pray. Those things will help us to live a fruitful life. Let’s pray right now and ask God to help us.

Heavenly Father, we know that you expect good things from your children. Help us live a life that will be pleasing to you. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen.

“”Amen Grandma,” Love you.”

“I love you to my love,” Grandma said.

Grandma and Samuel looked up at the moon and stars, with joy, peace, happiness.

Psalm 148:3, Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars!

‘Angel Cry’

20 Saturday Dec 2014

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‘Angel Cry’

(Dedicated to all the people that we lost all around the world, Before and now and still.) O:) 

‘The beautiful sound of a Gospel Tune covered the world with comfort, as the Holy spirit spread his love all around the world. Joy comes in each other hearts, cause the heavens above has new angels to do Gods will. Our brothers and sisters that passed on, are guardian angels. Their cry from above rained on us all, with their love, their hope, their care from a compassionate heart. Our purpose on earth, to make the world a better place is love. Then we passed on, that time is our last on earth, the joy for us all to go home to God and Jesus, and all the angels above. Their cry is joyful, happiness. The love of a hug, their open arms of a welcome from their heart. The doors to heaven then opens up. God and Jesus and all the angels stands in a group as a family, we all then walk on the streets of gold together. Our friends and family cries, cause they’re going to miss us very much but the angels above, their cry is from the joyous happiness of going to a heavenly place above to be with them. Heaven is happy to see us above, it’s a celebration. God then releases the holy spirit on each of us, giving us strength to get through the sadden deaths that we dealt with. The Holy spirit then gives us knowledge and wisdom to see that heaven celebrates the people we lost over the years and that gives us joy and strength. Everyone that passed and when we passed, our spirit will come back to be around our families and friends, being their Guardian angel as God works through us. That early morning God presence came upon me as I stared at Gods creations. The sun came slightly through the clouds, staring down on earth. The breeze blew slightly with love and comfort. The trees and the plants moved slowly to the low quiet Gospel beautiful tune. It wasn’t the breeze making the tune, it was the angel cry from above.’

‘Heaven Help Me’

27 Saturday Sep 2014

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‘Heaven Help Me’

‘His eyes seen all, as his intelligence became wiser. Looking at the sunset from his porch brought him peace within and a reminder of Gods Love. “I’m a survivor,” he said to himself. A piece of his soul was missing from the years of the war he dealt with in the army. The bitterness took over him like the thunder-storms back East, that rush everyone back inside their homes. He looked at the beautiful green cactuses as he stood on his feet and walk off the porch, onto the desert ground.  He lift a hand to gently touch the cactus  but forgot how the thorns stuck out. He felt a pinch on his finger as he looked up at the sky, Rain came down gently. The thunder strike hard, as the sky became very cloudy and dark. He ran into his house, looking outside his front window at the rain pouring down. The earth in his eyes became a lost place as the unkind storm took over. The next day on that early morning, he opened the front door gently as the sunshine brighten his eyes. The birds of the sky flew with freedom. He looked with a smile. The mountains far away gave bravery of courage. The trees gave comfort and boldness. He walked outside, going further into the desert. He walked all the way to the mountains. He climbed this big mountain, as he gets to the top,  he stares at the land below. Being on top of this high mountain, he can see a different world. The flowers bloom fully that day with love and happiness. All the blessings of Gods love, gave him hope again. He looked up at the sky, noticing that the sun is gone. The sky is very cloudy.  The noises of the thunder, test his fear. The rain pour down hard. His bravery took over and his fear went away, his bitterness was gone. He let go, forgiven the past. The rain is so clear and pure. He was blinded by the storm for years in the past but now he can see clearly. The rain helped all of God crops, plants , trees, flowers, Mother Nature to grow. He see how bless it is, to have Gods love pour all over. He looked at the sky and smiled as the water came down on his face. His soul is cleansed from all the agony. He sat on the high mountain, looking at the whole earth. He realizes that the earth is bless, Gods love is every where, giving inspiration. He stood up on his feet, looking up at the sky as both of his arms are spread out to his side. Heaven smiled down on him, peace and joy came over him. He see’s that it’s all a blessing. Heaven will always be there, watching over all of us.’

‘A lost Light In A World Of A Battle Field’- Short Story

19 Sunday Jan 2014

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‘A lost Light In A World Of A Battle Field’

‘Within a small village of A world of it’s own, is all it knows from what was only seen and taught many generations ago. An older Indian woman, sitting on her porch of her small home, looking with open eyes into a small bubble of her people. The clothes hung from the clothing line outside the homes, looks so colorful, so alone into a wonder of survival. Many people walking around with pain in their hearts. The energy drain out of them, as their weakness takes over. The breeze blows in the air, as the sand from the ground moves into the air, making everything so blurry. Small kids running alone all around the streets. So many homeless standing out on the corners, searching for that love, that want. They’re starving as their hearts starves. War is all around, as bombs comes in all directions of the village. Soldiers coming in groups, kidnapping kids. The kids are tied up in chains, as their body is hung, being torture. The Indian woman has a strong heart. Tears comes down her face into sorrows, from all the pain she witness many years earlier and experience, Is what she see in front of her eyes now. So many houses and buildings destroyed from all the wars. She thinks, as her mind takes her away into a peace. She always wanted to make a difference. Her heart filled with compassion. She see’s the beautiful blue clouds and beautiful blue waters, as her mind goes deeper. She closes her eyes, going into a deeper peace. A picture appears in her mind, The beautiful white daisies bloomed all around. She see’s a bright light shining at the end of a really dark tunnel. The houses are all rebuilt and all the wars disappeared. All the homeless has food and shelter. The streets are so pure and clean. Everyone smiles in a free spirit. All of a sudden she see’s an infant baby crying very loud, laying on the ground. As she gets close, the baby eyes are bleeding. Her heart jumps, as she hears a really loud gun shot. She wakes up from a deep peace coming back to reality, looking scared and shock. Everyone in the village is running all around, screaming from hearing the gun shots. This big riot in front of her frightens her. Soldiers shooting at everyone. A small kid is on the ground from a gun shot. She see’s the kid from a certain distance. The kid cries really loud. She see everyone crying and some people are on the ground hurt. Soldiers are still shooting. Her bravery took over her being, as she get up with full strength, running off the porch into the middle of the crazy riot of this small village town. She looks up, getting on her knees, yelling out really loud, saying, “NOOOOOOOOOO………………….” She grabs the little kid that’s hurt on the ground and held him in her arms, holding him tightly, crying. She closes her eyes, seeing the baby infant with bloody eyes again and knew that was the kid when he was young and knew he was born with pain. She held the little boy more tightly, blood is all over her. She starts praying and singing really loud to god, “The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell. Though a host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident. One thing have I desired of the LORD, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the LORD, and to inquire in his temple. For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock. And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the LORD. (Psalm 27:1-6) There was a peace. All the gun shots went away, All the cries went away. There was a silence. She opened her eyes very slowly to see the little boy in her arms was totally heal, with a big bright smile. She notice the little boy wasn’t bleeding, he was totally heal. She looked up to the sky, thanking god with happy tears. It started snowing from the sky, as the sun brighten. She looked around seeing everyone in the village heal, Looking around, enjoying the snow. All the houses was rebuilt brand new. The white daisies are fully bloom all around the village. Everything looked so cleaned up and pure. All the soldiers gone, all the negativity gone. The homeless has a home and food. A guy came over to the Indian older woman, putting both hands out to help her off the ground, along with the little boy. He looked at her with a smile and said ” God has work through you to make a difference in our village, our town, thank you.” She look back at him with a smile and said ” Years and years ago I had a dream and it finally came true, making a difference.” Everyone in the village, all the families gather around her, they all held hands, coming together in happiness and unity. Thanking God above. A celebration happens. All the Indians got together, cooking good food and dancing to great music on the streets of the village. She closes her eyes into a peaceful moment in this happiness, she see a baby infant, his eyes are pure clear. She opens her eyes, seeing the kid having fun in the celebration with family. The little boy waves at her, she smiles. A lost light is now a found light in a world that’s now beautiful.’

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