Blood, Muddy Water, and Naturalized Soup - LoveTrips™

Blood bound, muddy water and naturalized soup

it don’t matter—it’s all love, all familia, tribe.

We know, blood is thicker than water, and that soup can be served very thin. Yet, sometimes the extra contents of a body of water or bowl of soup can make blood almost irrelevant if you can catch my drift.

See being bound by blood to someone or someones is something I can never change—neither can you. However, relationships with your blood bound can change. Fortunately or unfortunately, many relationships do change, and some never do…some remain tight from day one, some continue to grow stronger with each passing year, others dissipate slowly or rapidly into distance. So while we may be bound by blood and have sense of obligation to a person, a love that cannot be severed by its very nature, we may not have the close ties regardless of how hard we try to force ourselves upon each other—and in the grand scheme of things as wrong as this may seem, it’s always divine, always righteous. Continue reading “Blood bound, muddy water and naturalized soup”

I provided you help…

When in doubt I consult God.

Many nights I have slumbered in hopes of rising with my clarity—only to wake with more confusion. Often unbeknownst to me, the Almighty has spoken, loud and clear, just not directly to I. So when I take counsel in my King’s light he almost always blesses my spirit with his wisdom, his peace—and in the shallows of his deep, I find my own. Continue reading “I provided you help…”

#rebelflags - Egypt English - Loveologist at LoveTrips— the BLOG

black belts and #rebelflags | Things my Didd’a Taught Me.

I stomped a child out on the blacktop back in kindergarten one time ’cause he said that his dad could beat my dad in a Karate match; turned out, his daddy and my daddy were good friends, even taught Karate in the same building for years—knew Karate was more about the ability to harness the power of your own spirit than the like of your two fists or your two feet—had nothing to do with competition because true power was derived from within—the ability to control not your opponent, but yourself—long story short, we are old friends now.

—♥E, on slaying demons Continue reading “black belts and #rebelflags | Things my Didd’a Taught Me.”

#WeddedWednesday | Dead horses...& diamonds cut from blood — #BrokeandBougie

Dead horses, the unconventional…& diamonds cut from blood | #BrokeandBougie

Okay, so back to “How to live a fun & lavish life on a low-low budget?”

My intention is to always look my best and always be an unapologetic reflection—representation of my own light. Thus, I get to pick and choose at my own free will the trends and fades I indulge in, the places I go, the events I attend, and the spoils I spend my hard-earned coins on. Despite the fancy high-end price tags for generic sweatshop manufactured pieces and the glitz and glam of flashy lights, I choose my lavish. Continue reading “Dead horses, the unconventional…& diamonds cut from blood | #BrokeandBougie”