ME I LEARNED TO LOVE ME

The real key to learning to loving anyone in  our world, is to first start loving ourself.

By loving ourself, we have to be willing to look ourseves in the mirror and start  telling ourselves the truth and nothing but the truth; no matter how painful the process maybe.

It's like an eagle going through the Molting process. We  have to be tired of being tired, and weighed down by the dirt and oil of our lives.

Our life seem to be traveling from city to city, hoping for different results but being tied down by the same familiar results.

Same people and their personalities,  just different faces and names, however, the whole process is leaving you drained and worn out.

Same thing happens with an Eagle.. His wings begin to start becoming weighed down, by his life. Oil and dirt are making it impossible for him to catch any prey; due to the whistling as he's approaching his target.

Just like us human we will start walking aroumd  murmuring and complaining about everything thing that pains us in life. While making it difficult to have any succes.


This person that person,  this situation or that circumstances.   When all the while we really need to look at ourselves.

The eagle will fly up really high and break his beak, and do the same exact thing for his talons, and finishing off the Molting process with plucking away everyone of his all his feathers, which are a lot. I believe around 1700 but don't quote me. plucking off hatred, hopelessness, haplessness, umforgiveness, jealousy, envy, anger and bitterness and on and on.

But in order for us to be able to run, jump, and soar high above the mess that's inside of us we must start with loving ourselves enough, to wear it hurts, by telling the truth about ourselves.

Being truly BLESSED is walking inccomplete freedom; starting with us plucking off everyone of our different personalities,  just so we could survive our only ourselves.

ME, MYSELF AND I

I am going to be sharing  a little bit about myself.

When I was growing up and going to school, high school as a teenager I was very shy. So shy in fact; when we would go over to relatives house, I would find my favorite  hiding spot; between the refrigerator and stove.

Every time we would visit, that would be my comfort zone to place myself. I didn't care what anyone though either, I was not coming out.

My cousins would beg me to come out. " Please come out." "Pretty please come out, I will give you some candy or some cookies." But to no avail, would I ever give in.

Due to this behavior,I developed a very negative attitude. Never believing I belonged, or I just wasn't good enough.

I felt comfortable in my skin if I just played second, being first was for someone else, but not me. I am hanging out in the back.

Well playing second, hanging in the back of everybody else, led me right to alcohol and drugs, for I wanted to just once feel normal or accepted like everybody else.

I felt normal alright. I married a man that was a male whore, he cheated with every woman including my sister.

I was homeless so many times that I lost track at the fifth time. I mean sleeping in my car homeless with my children. And this was after I accepted Jesus into my life.

I blamed everybody for my life, my husband,  my parents, my sister,I mean everybody.

Until the last homeless my children and I went through. My nephew gave me this book. This book talked about being responsible for your own life. By no blaming others.

Facing ourselves and our reasons why we behave the way WE behave. By lying down and letting people run us over, because we ourselves do not feel good about ourselves.  This was certainly me.

I was the captain of my ship, I was the one that was so shy to the point of thinking that I was not good enough, or that I am number two.

No one pushed or shoved that down my throat but ME.