#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 ^_^ 😛 :-*

 

Sippin' that late night tea... | #Teaspiration Thursday

Sippin’ that late night tea… | #Teaspiration Thursday

Madness. Everywhere
we’re all mad.
Some happy—others sad
but no matter
all mad
with our individual frustrations, separations
beliefs, misconceptions,
these portions, these thoughts, lights—

lights—
and purposes, all of our love.

Many days will come, enough will be difficult; and yet, all will still be necessary. So, even in the midst of those which prove to have been hell-brewed, be kind to all who and which you encounter in passing, and surely my dear Loves andestagōnwa will follow you and your bed will forever be made soft.

Plant kindness and gather love.

—E working on E … ❤  :-*

Biwaha & Andestagōnwa siempre! 

—♥Egypt

 

 

#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

This is LoveTrips - 300

#Teaspiration Thursday | 34 Smiles in the Key of Fibonacci

Plant kindness and gather love—Proverb

Egypt sippin’ on roasted Lion’s Tooth leaves

We are naturally kind people who sell ourselves short by striving to be nice.

Being “kind” is a by-product of a good soul, a reflection of a soul which is acting in coherence with the ultimate law of the Almighty, the Universe—oneness. On the other hand, “nice” is well a product of my mind, your mind…eh to say the least: nice is a figment of your imagination. You create a persona, a personality of being nice, but real recognizes real. When we are kind people feel our vibrations; you know, we, our molecular structures, vibrate at the same frequencies and we all benefit greatly from exchanging the good energy of kind interactions.

Let’s keep it 100%, we’ve all been in that position where you’re engaged with someone you do not particularly get along well with or possibly loathe, but because you are in a professional setting, or just simply being cordial you act “nicely” toward him or her. For instance, you choose not let the door slam in their face because it’s the polite thing to do—and not because you truly desire to hold the door out of the kindness of your heart despite any animosity or bad blood the two of you share. Hence, nice is a figment of the imagination brought from the mind into reality. You saved face. You were simply nice. Yet, kind is lovestyle, a lifestyle, a lightstyle—you are simply following your heart, your spirit which is anchored by your soul—no more, no less.


Thank you my dear 302! ♥

Our numbers are ascending, but our vibes are already higher, and our love! well, it’s beaming oh so effervescently.

I felt like standing atop my bed this morning yelling “THIS IS LOVETRIPS!” with my best Leonides impression, but I figured Frank might think I was a madwoman, so instead, I rose and made Him some oats with all you beautiful lovers on my mind.

This is LoveTrips the BLOG

Don’t mess with the tribe.

As we continue to cipher through this life, know my love will continue to spiral around you—near or far.

w/ ♥

—E²

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand.

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand.

If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere— Vincent Van Gogh

Egypt missing the city birds on a rainy day.

 Take in your hand the tiniest grain of sand, and if you stare purposefully enough you will see your reflection within its delicate crystal. Know—this simple grain has likely weathered more storms than you will ever in your current lifetime. Realize—like this crystal you are a complete reflection of all that is and ever was this Universe which spirals around us. So even in the midst of your darkest hell, the lowliest back alley, or even the most treacherous of snowcapped peaks, you will find love—when you gaze upon this great tapestry with purpose.

I love you!

♥E²

 

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand.

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand. [Honeymoon – April 23, 2017]

#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


#FunFact

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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!

 

Brother Bear, Maa and Didd'a ♥ "Raindrops in Sapponi" ♥

#Teaspiration Thursday | Raindrops in Sapponi

Earth laughs in flowers.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson

It is a daunting wonder and a mighty perplexing dilemma our collective unhappiness truly is. After all, take the onset of Tañyi for example—leaves begin to turn from luscious greens to dry and brittle reds, browns, and golds right before Wenañi sets in with its harbingers of a beautiful; yet, chilling death. And even more so, Wehe-Éhimpé dawns with rains that beat the Earth as if the heavens continuously weep for Winter’s most recent dying. Yet, where is the sorrow in the raindrops? There exists none—for the warmth, the vibrancy, and the fragrant florals of Wēhē Piwa depended on the falling, dying and showering. Indeed, we must face our storms and rainy days in order for our flowers to rise from the gently tossed and heavily beaten soil to dance with sweet gaiety.

So in love with our now—with Him, and of course your divine hearts!

♥ Egypt

Featured Image: Brother Bear, Maa and Didd’a ♥ “Raindrops in Sapponi” ♥