Teaspiration Thursday - LoveTrips featuring Joseline Hernandez

Y’all, she ain’t even got no tea. . .

can i get that inspiration, but no tea por favor?…


Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, eh there is actually plenty of tea in our cupboards, but none in my cup—and I did not rise this dawn with a burning urge to pull a tag from either LOVE jar this morning.

Frank and I made a unanimous decision to refrain from a lot for the next month for the sake of our quickly approaching Celebration of Love and honeymooning.

♥ April 22nd, 2017 ♥

That said LoveTrips™ the BLOG may be taking a wee’ittle break…eh, I don’t know what sort of break yet, but a break nonetheless. To tell the truth, I haven’t had much time to give much thought to my Loveology studies lately with all of the celebration hoopla. And yet, for once I’ve found solace in being “unproductive” in the scholarly sense.

And even more so I’m comforted because the first 3 months of 20’17 have been amazing in terms of creativity. Thus, I have quite a few little goodies scheduled to drop all over this world wide web! So pretend your girl is Carmen and Frank is Waldo, and come find us! ♥


Happiness is not something you postpone for the future;
it is something you design for the present.

—Jim Rohn


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#Teaspiration Thursday | Greatness, an inherent talent…

Share your strengths, not your weaknesses.

Egypt—pondering humility & vanity

What is a weakness? 

  • The Definitive: An area of my life I have yet to show an adequate expression of love to.
  • The Declaration & Proclamation:  I have no weaknesses. Weakness does not exist. Therefore, I bear only to be completed processes—on-going interior renovations.

Life is polluted with ups and downs, risings and fallings, but you are love, and love is strength—remain consistent! Maiiandestéka mis Amor.

♥ Egypt


tal·ent
/’talənt/
  1. natural aptitude or skill.

#Teaspiration Thursday | Compensating Patience

“Patience pays”

There is something about drawing repeating Teaspirations…eh, I grow so anxious. It’s almost like the thought of being forced to wear the same outfit twice in one week to work—but in a world of woes and sadden faces there so much more that could be fretted. Thus, let us turn back to this compensating patience…—E², contemplating coffee…


The world around me is in a rush.

Everywhere I am
there is a traffic jam—of bodies,
animate and inanimate: all filled with exhaust,
but they never cease moving. At the lights
they wait.
At the signs, they yield, and they stop.
              Only those who lose sight of their time while on their journeys
              crash
              and burn.
When the lights turn green and the right-a-ways pass
we move again, and eventually, from A
we make our ways to Z.


 

Namaste mis Adestagōnwa,

—♥YOU x LOVE = E²

Tripping Down Memory Lane | NEW BOOK!

I needed something fresh new; and yet still, something familiar. I remember when I would fill notebooks with thousands of words—the pages covered front to back with lives, stories, trials and glories galore. Back in my high school days Bus 33 was lit with myself and my homegirls swapping notebooks and journals filled with figments of our imaginations—voices and faces which seemed to levitate from our pages like a mighty fog lifting above a great lake.

Somehow time managed to dilute the passion I had for storytelling. For quite some time, a large part of my brain forgot how much I loved the art of crafting tales as a youth. The latter is one of the reasons LoveTrips™ the BLOG took its initial shaping. I wanted to get back to my free and whimsical writing, but as we see this train has long since headed around a different bend to some degree.

However, recently, the love, the passion, the desire to fill notebooks with lines of stories both based on true life experiences and those that merely seek to represent the historical truths of voices unaccounted for has returned to my heart and to my ink. And return it has with a fiery I should add. Thus, I am happy and overwhelmingly elated to introduce my first work in progress “Death House” —memoirs based on true happenings and witnessed accounts from the collection “Hoyani (Spirit Land) of American Saponi Country”.

You my Loves can read, comment, make suggestions, share and so on… Buena Lectura!

—♥E


Read “Death House” at Wattpad.com/EgyptEnglish. “Death House” is the first compilation of memoirs based on true happenings and witnessed accounts from the collection “Hoyani (Spirit Land) of American Saponi Country” I will be updating this short compilation with new chapters weekly until it is complete.

Read Egypt’s Ink

https://www.wattpad.com/user/EgyptEnglish

 

 

Against a liquid fence

I Saw God . . . then I heard S’He speak.

April 12, 2013 — Akenatzy Country [Clover, VA] (originally posted to Nadira’s Locs)

Call me crazy, but my day was amazing . . . Selah.

A voice in nature - Nappy Nahdee

I have never in my life been so, so something. After work today I left the office, and I did the usual: wait on my brother and his partner to finish up work in the backwoods. So I sat up against a wood fence and took in the scenery. It was magnificent, divine. As I’m writing this know that I’m beyond overwhelmed with emotion at this point… Still standing here, barefoot, stuck, and trying to make sense of all that just happened to me, trying to relay to you all that God just gave me. Continue reading