#Teaspiration Thursday | The Art of Pricking One’s Distal Phalanx

He who wants a rose must respect the thorn. —Persian Proverb

Egypt plucks with no tea in Her cup to sip.

It is pure naiveté or neglect of truth that would lead one to believe living a good life is to live a life without unfortunate events, Without dark clouds and rainfall how can you truly say you love the sunshine. And without blinding sand storms how might another take delight in the majestic vastness of a seemingly endless sea of golden crystals.

Life is always good. No matter how many wrong turns you make along your journey, life is always good, because your life is an exact product of seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and years of you inputting an infinitely colorful array of numerical functions, vibrations, frequencies, and energies into the Universe which is your Provider—and in return, you are granted your LIFE, your here and your now!

You reap what you sew. Thus, your harvest is always good, even if you find you do not quite care for all that you’ve cultivated—conjured.

To desire life is to simultaneously appreciate the messes you have made. To love life is to learn from the lessons your past and present actions have taught you. To love life is to welcome all obstacles and challenges which come to strengthen you, to teach you, to build you, and to mold you.

 

I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuu! — *mood:good*

♥ Egypt

 


 

P.S.♥. You see that mug? Yeah, the one that says “Mrs. Always Right”. . . $0.75 at our local Goodwill…you would have thought it was marked a million and one federal reserve notes because Frankie Baby insisted that I not get it—his reasoning? Peep this…#1: it’s inaccurate [so says who bae?]. #2: it would feed into my delusions that I’m always right [so, about the delusions—but where bruh?¿] #3: my head would swell and I’d end up with a Pinnochio nose—still’d be cute though. . . #hashtag WHERE’S THE LOVE FRANKIE?!… eh, got my cup! And still always right #haterfreezone ^_^ 😛 :-*

 

Your desires are needed! …#polls

You all know I enjoy writing and creating from a plethora of spectrums, but most days my mental works a lot faster than my physical #beingHumanproblems. Plus, with all the changes here and there, new projects and half-penned book manuscripts I need your assistance getting my thoughts—eh, well organized.

Love you all always! ♥


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P.S. I’m also on the fence about the new look for LoveTrips™ the BLOG…aka the TRIBE website. Soon I may be reaching out to you all again for some help choosing the new look and feel!

#Teaspiration Thursday | The Love We Shared…

Communicate sacredness, build it, share it and spread it.

—reaching for love in a mug

All that is physical has an expiration date. We, in our current form despite color, national origin, age, gender, gender identity or expression, sexual orientation, genetics, disability, religion, or veteran status, live steadily marching towards our individual expiration dates.  Yet, that which is sacred does not possess a physical expiration date. Sacredness—vibrations, energies, frequencies: thoughts and bonds all exist forever—long after their earthly visitations privileges have been revoked by the stardust covered hands of time. 

Ages hence, beings without records will not remember you for the vivacious color of your hair, the profound thunder of your voice or the many Ivy League diplomas you held in your lifetime. And still, they will reverence you in spirit, honor you, maybe even subconsciously, for all that you made people feel, aspire to do—the paradigms you shifted…the visions and the divinity you manifested.

*Sacred: [noun] — that which serves a purpose higher than the physical; thus, is unassailable or not liable to doubt, attack, or question.

Maiiandostéka,

—♥Egypt

LoveTrips™ the BLOG - Not Every Man Finds Religion, but All Possess Ancestors

Not Every Man Finds Religion, but All Possess Ancestors

Be gentle with yourself. No need to lay self-blame
—Deer

Whenever in doubt—call on your ancestors: they will respond. This is the highest love I know. I have been struggling with my soul searching, my choices made, and in many ways the path I should tread next. Thus, upon my normal late rising I paused to read a quick scripture on “the expression of love” from Frank’s good book, got dressed for work, and headed out the door only to have to step back in the threshold to bless our home, give thanks to and bid love from our ancestors. Heart no less exhausted— I hopped in the car and proceeded toward work.

Eh, now in tears trying to type this… As I turn onto the first stretch of highway, in the distance I see a deer, which appears to be staring past all the other vehicles, and directly at mine. Beautiful, flawless, spotless, brown, but almost golden, with the largest most elf-like ears. I slow to ensure Her safe passage if she sought to jolt across the road; yet, instead, she turns intently in the direction I am traveling—and runs full speed along the tree line as if racing my car for 100 feet or so, stops on a dime…stares directly into my window as I proceed.

With one glance into my rearview—She’s gone, mascara runs.


Deer Love

Presence of Angels
Woodland Goddess

Promise of Peace
Softness of Being
Innocence

Adaptability
New Adventures
New Doors Wide Open

You are always in my heart, forever on my mind mis Andestagōnwa!

♥ Egypt

 

 

#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not... - Baltimore, Maryland

#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not…

The difference between a flower and a weed is a judgment.— so said Someone

Frank &  Egypt pondering sleep deprivation


They underestimated you. And you sold yourself short.

You thought because they all bloomed with colors of pastels and the summer spectrum that their rose blossoms all smelled of lavender and lilac,

and that your bare green stems and your lack of florals were an abomination of the highest sort to that which was said to be truly majestic.

So,      you hid yourself from the Sun.

The nights grew longer             as the seasons began to pass,

and great Phoebus’ beams shrank shorter and colder.

Yet, still—in the dead winter, through ice and chill you rose to meet Ra’s risings—above the now stemless petals and that great multitude of dormant ovules.

You are divinely created—you are an ace in its place, necessary you are. Remain necessary my Loves.

Biwaha! & Andestagonwa!

♥ Egypt


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#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not... - Batltimore, Marlyand

#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not… – Baltimore, Maryland – for the original photo take a scroll down the FEED!