Unfit Me—the Key to the Perfect Me

Be this, be that! Say this, say that! Do this, do that…society at its worst will try to convince you that you must conform some sort of watered-down or overly exaggerated version of yourself. However, you know that you can only be the best version of you. Are you ready to be you?

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Trina Otero (T.O.) – Spiritual Counselor & Coach

Website: Akosmopolite.com

YouTube: Trina Otero

Referenced Content: 12 AM Thoughts on Podcast, Sexual Abuse & Trauma…etc.

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How to Manage Your Fears – Fear Less

Are you addicted to your current lifestyle? Are you afraid of change? Are you addicted to telling yourself you are not good enough? Ready to replace your addictions—your fears, with the good and new? Know it is time for you to fear less, conquer more. It is time to chart your best life, and Egypt is here to coach you through the process. Get to know Egypt English, find out about SOL Navigational Coaching and see where The Monday Train is headed in this new season!

 

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How to Anchor Your Own Ship with No Filter

Afraid to share all of you with the world? Afraid to express all that you touched back down on planet Earth to fulfill? Remember you are here to be only the best version of you! It is time to chart your best life, and Egypt is here to coach you through the process. Get to know Egypt English, find out about SOL Navigational Coaching and see where The Monday Train is headed in this new season!

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We Found Love at Rosemont

Stay positive and happy. Work hard and don’t give up hope. Be open to criticism and keep learning. Surround yourself with happy, warm and genuine people.

—Tena Desae

Yeah, so I’m pretty sure we took the titles Lord and Lady of the Manor to a whole other level for our anniversary/my birthday getaway, but could there have been a greater display of wealth and splendor?¿—and no—I do not mean the opulent staircase, Grand Portico, or majestic grounds of the Historic Rosemont Manor. No, while all of the latter is surely breathtaking, I am speaking of the hearts that move about the manor, center stage and behind the scenes—those who host the elegant tea parties, tend to the stately grounds, prepare and serve the delectable breakfast dishes, maintain the cleanliness of such an immaculate estate—and even those with fur and glowing eyes that scare the heebie-jeebies out of you in the midnight hours as you travel through the gate after a charming dinner in Old Town Winchester. Yes, I am speaking of the hearts we embraced which beat like Sioux feet, and embraced us back with love and that “oh my goodness, Sister Sue is the plug” for homemade jam! Yes, my loves, four months and some change later Frank and I are in still in love with Rosemont.

You know us—we live for love, and we love how we love. You are well aware by now that our art separately and combined is always our highest expression of our love—so even on our anniversary we loved so hard and made the most of our time. Some days this can be a challenge, but the Rosemont tribe ensured that we could make the most of the one day we had to spare in our busy bee day-to-day. I mean seriously mis Andestagōnwa I got a chance to twirl like a madwoman about one of the grandest porticoes western Virginia has to offer—literally, until I was dizzy—without as much as an awkward side eye. You know you have had an undeniably ravishing time when you leave a place and your only “regret” is not taking your beautiful hostesses up on the invitation to slide across the luxuriously kept hardwood floors…in your socks.

Of course, you will find millions and millions of places all around the globe that would make for wonderful wedding venues, tea parties, one-night stays, and humble vacation getaways, but when you find a place that comes jam-packed with good energy and good people who simply love to love, and enjoy being good company just as much as they enjoy having good company—you cherish them—you hold those places near and dear to your heart. You remember them, do your best not to forget them—and you show them off, because you desire the world to see that it does not take cookie cutter people, yes men or people who you have known for years and years, or those who you are sure share your every belief, viewpoint, favorite dish, opinion or taste in fashion per se. No, it only takes people who are willing to love just as much as you are willing to give this world a blossoming future. Rosemont blossoms. Spring has sprung, Summer has budded and despite Autumn swiftly approaching, we can be certain Rosemont is still buzzing and will still be buzzing with love come Winter snowfall.

So, where will you be having your next spot of tea my loves? Where will you unwind in your next luxurious bubble bath? Where will you tie the love knot, if not in and around love?…

My Favorite Spot: Eh, everywhere was divine! but definitely the Grand Portico for its sublime views, the Einstein Room for its quietly complex Einsteiness, and the Kennedy Suite—I simply adored the painting of Lady Kennedy! ^_^ #sayidorosemont. Continue reading “We Found Love at Rosemont”

Hurricane Maria Dominica - Copernicus - 4600 Lives Lost/People Killed

Hurricane Maria ‘killed 4,600 in Puerto Rico’ – #WeStandonLove

“A third of deaths after September’s hurricane were due to interruptions in medical care caused by power cuts and broken road links, researchers say.” —BBC NEWS

Is this anger?

I want to say it was anger which seeped through my tear ducts upon seeing the breaking news article Frank shared with me, but it…it is somewhat raptured, caught between anguish, anger, anxiety and a whole host of other words that all mean I am utterly lost for words, and emotions feel really funny right now. How can we? This—all—my stream of consciousness. How can we sit back in our privileged luxuries, be they minimal or grand, and not at least try to make this world a more caring, more loving place? How can we sleep at night knowing so many living and breathing sisters and brothers, mothers, children, infants, and elders are no longer living and breathing, simply because we all as a uniu have yet to care enough to ensure that our kin at least had a surviving, fighting, weeping chance? I know why these hurricanes touched land and why these floods rose so maliciously, and I rebuke the mampa isi, the unega—the evil spirits, the devils and all others who gave the okay and allowed such a tragedy to befall in such an ungodly manner a people, our people. I rebuke us all for being so selfish, so deaf, so dumb, so mute, so blind. We must do better—myself included. We must care for our siblings across this globe as we care for our own. We must care for our own enough and with such high regard that we can care for our sisters and brothers afar—so that we feel compelled to care for our sisters and brothers afar. We must remember each persono and persona near or far in our prayers, meditations, thoughts, deeds, and actions. We have been mad. Mad with the lack of tender love and care. We have been cold.

And we, here on American soil, allow Air Force One and all other “government” aircrafts to fly all about the United States Incorporated, from tea party to gala, business trip to pleasure trip, personal getaway to collusion getaway, but we do not stand with unity, dignity, and force to declare that all said crafts be grounded and stocked with supplies and/or rescue provisions to aid the United States Incorporated territory that is Puerto Rico in the wake and aftermath of such a storm to ensure the safety and livelihood of as many people as possible. I mean seriously, do you really need roads or power lines to land a helicopter? When will the streets of United States Incorporated be flooded with the living and breathing bodies of the United States Republic screaming death to the devils, life to love!¿

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The Fool In Me - LoveTrips ™ the BLOG - Egypt English

The Fool in Me

If my life is my message…what kind of message am I sending?

Tarot Teachings


I do love myself—enough to fear nothing. I release all judgments of myself and all others. Thus, I will and I shall live, give, and I shall build. My practice is my adventure—my life, this journey, is my practice. And although I seek the bounty and the beauty that is the rose, I shall not fear its thorns. I will regard each prick as a lesson to be learned—each scar, a badge of honor earned.

With all of my love.

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Egypt English - Loveology, History and Heritage

Country Flowers


I come from the land two turns outta gutter swamps, still got bullet holes in SUVs tho—pull up to the famly’union liable to find deer, pig, frog legs, a bite of squirrel and some gator from who tha’fxcks backyard is this, muhnegus we got these roun’here? right next to great grandmal’s good ol’ con’bread and cawlud greens.

#avegansnightmare ♥ #truestory