Tag: Encouragement

Wednesday Proverb; Hiccups!

In life, every soul sets sail, prepared to be the captain of their destiny, but sometimes it’s swayed, by how the wind blows. The turbulent seas, unforeseen waves. The heart, gustily navigating life’s counterintuitive sees. Another hiccup, wanting to rock you to your core, making you swear, you can’t take any more. The smooth sailing moment, your soul now taking in water. Your heart, not sure if your faith, would be able to walk on water? In the midst of the storm, courage whispers into your soul; anchor your hope, ride out the storm, into the distant sure. New horizons, awaits adventurous spirits, beyond oceanic blues. No journey, is ever without its hiccups, they’re a part of life. In an instant, suddenly; the tide can change, even if it seems ten foot waves. Fear, beats against your hopes, looking to capsize your dreams, but, hope is never lost. Whenever hiccups come, don’t hold your breath, it shall pass. Hiccups, just a momentary spasm, don’t make it a monumental chasm. How, we get through every hiccup, determines by your resolve. When, life interjects the gripes, don’t cry the proverbial blues. The best remedy, sip a little bit, of love’s refreshing gripe water, and let your soul be!

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The Show!

Have anyone ever said, your heart is showing? Did someone say recently, your love shows, I see your heart? Can everyone truly say, you display unwavering compassion, and it’s refreshing? Don’t, let your love be a production, just a show. A dramatic play of words, but yet a thoughtless soliloquy; an act one, scene two, but having no character. Endearing love, a show of strength, of affection, of support, of gratitude. Appreciation for, not seeming like a meaningless exercise. But, showcasing the heart and soul, showing the true beauty of its color, deep crimson hue. Love, doesn’t need to put on a show, to be deemed visibly authentic. If it hides itself in plain sight, there will never be a display, of its wonder. Provoking one’s intellect to ponder, does it demonstrate as genuine? Deep love shows, is shown, is showing; the unveiled breadth of its manifestation. Vulnerability is real, the struggle isn’t what it prevents, but what it won’t allow to be seen. A heart hidden, is not concealed by flesh, but cloaked in one’s fear of the unknown. Will your heart be trampled on, will your love be abused, will your trust be broken; what if, what if, what if? Every day, heart gives love the courage, to rise from the ashes. Faith’s substance, gives hope the freedom. To act, let the heart be vulnerable, for love’s sake. Love never needs to show off, but will always show up, and shows through. In times such as these, the show, must go on, be that proverbial heart, on display!

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Love’s Gallantry!

Love is daring, for it dares to care, even in the most difficult times. So, many hearts give up the fight, give in to flight. Not willing, to let their heart be vulnerable, letting love bare their soul, it’s fearlessness. Love, doesn’t require nerves of steel, an armor to protect its exposed heart of flesh, it wields its compassion valiantly. It’s embolden to be, not admired for its act, but through its benevolent lets its gallantry speak. Life’s battles are won, when indifference is overcome, by the prevailing power of love. Some, put on a brave face, it’s with a brave heart, a conquering spirit is forged. Its determination, wins the day, love’s strength never yielding, to any abstract fear. Love, doesn’t need a fancy repertoire, to be reputable within its own right. Stature, doesn’t make one’s love courageous. Might of its courage, dependent on nothing else, but the strength of its character. With its breadth, its depth discovered, the secrets of its innermost. Love, doesn’t demand of you respect, just offers to you its faithfulness, leaving you to ponder its thoughtfulness. Its boldness, its grit, its fortitude; the essence of its Gallantry!

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Sound Logic! 

The reasoning, heart weighing the logical approach, with sound logic. Two hearts, yet one, defying equatable perception, yet reconcilable, though perceived differences. Two sided discussion, rooted in rationalized engagement, becoming two hearts squared, instinctively. Even minded, leveled headed symmetry, balanced with synergy. Pluses, but yet minus what’s needed, creates lack of cohesiveness, unreasoned within its outcome. Resolve, can never evolve, if relevant logic doesn’t elevate, both heart and mind. Therefore, for two equal but opposite characteristics, to be synchronized positively? Complexity of hearts at odds, logically resolved evaluating the dilemma in its totality. Sometimes, there’s a disconnect, but at some point the reconnect. Finding the common sense connection, what logistically brings to bear a needed resolution. Fixated on the problem, not the pathway to enlightenment, a logical perspective never attained. Short-sided comprehension, never the framework of the heart’s realized understanding. More than what the mind knows, the heart needs to vigorously extrapolate, what becomes of the prudent deduction; love’s inevitability!

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The Script; Ambition’s Creed!

Ambition, makes it a point to live a quiet life, focused on its creed; mind its own business, letting love be at the center of what matters. A heart and soul, not intimidated by hard work, diligent with its devotion. So, one’s daily life may be profoundly blessed, earning the respect of the day. Night’s gaze seeing, ambition’s dependence wasn’t on anything, but what the goodness of Grace yields. Empowered strength, renewed vigor, faithfully in pursuant of tomorrow’s benevolent harvest. Aspirations are dreams, initiatives of one’s hopes. Ambitious perspectives, a zeal with a distinct outlook, substantively real. To another’s disapproval, it does not yield; till desired outcome achieved. Its worth, is its claim, not for fame, but declare. The heart’s will, makes the journey’s pursuit, the objective willed to succeed. Its purpose, not determined by what another seems, but by design, what the heart and soul deems, will build up self-esteem. Ambition’s creed, the passion that resides in its need. The mission more than the moments, that finds its way, into the spaces between!

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Victory’s Philosophy!

Victory, transcends plight, knowing how to inherently fight. It doesn’t rely on sight, to wield its enduring might. Victory doesn’t need brawn, to overcome stigma, its stamina triumphs overwhelming blight. Victory doesn’t strive to be admired, it thrives being influential. Like a flower, it blooms not because of will, but a deep rooted willingness, to be a fertile display despite what looms. Its success, not a byproduct of luck, but its robust philosophical pursuit, the empowerment of mind, body, and soul. Victory, doesn’t frown with agony of defeat, but reinvigorates its breadth, ignited by the fire within. Victory, happily gives up the mantle, to endow another’s worth, with the encouragement to pursue its victor’s crown. Victory, doesn’t focus solely on winning, but ultimately defeating, fear of the unknown. Victory, not beholden to will power, dependent on the heart’s fervor, to embolden the soul’s desire. Victory, achieves its necessary consequence, revealed within the quintessential truth of its purpose. The accomplishment of victory’s creed, be mild and meek, to attain what it seeks. Victory, doesn’t just think it can, but believes it will, letting its actions prove. Victorious living yields the mind philosophically, motivates the soul intuitively, making victory’s resilience prevail, Naturally!

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Life’s Acquaintances!

What’s an acquaintance, if it doesn’t befriend, intent doesn’t transcend? Life’s picturesque moments, may not seem a portrait vibrant in colors, but quintessential nevertheless, what time reveals. Every heart’s quaint portrayal, though not similar in nature, deeply enriched by inherent familiarities. Learning, loving, living. Life is circular, it revolves, it involves, will test resolve. Resilience, doesn’t require brilliance, to overcome indifference. Know-how, seeks the Who, What, Where, When, Why; the encounter, becoming a predestined part of one’s life story? Insight, doesn’t reveal itself as might, it gives the heart sight. For, knowledge isn’t anything, until experience makes it become something, tangible. What’s in a Relation, if Ship(s) in the night, unaware of like minded qualities. Lives tethered to alliances, love’s occurrences embolden, deepening its faithful expectancies. No heart, can be everybody’s sunshine, just do its best, to brighten someone’s day. Illuminating the love in one’s heart, radiates what’s right, changing the perception of a glowing light. Life’s acquaintances, mutual propensity, painting love’s essence. On the canvas of hearts, brush profoundly with another’s reality!

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AuGust!

Awe gust, air breathed a must, hurts brushed off the heart a must, keeps the mind from collecting dust. So that, tears won’t leave the soul, with unwanted rust. Life, can cause such unnecessary fuss, and sometimes, you just don’t know who to trust? But sometimes, that’s how life goes, walking tippy-toes. But those, Awe, the gust, the wind chimes, serenades of nature’s muse. Love’s melodies, blowing the mind to find, there’s still mountains to climb. Summertime, Awe, gust of its breathless sublime. The soul basking in the sun, sipping, heart skipping, having fun, jumping in the river. Oceans deep, oh, how sweetly love keeps, the soul from losing sleep. Under the moonlight, the night shines bright, holding the starlight in place. Sleepless nights, an excuse for love, to take the heart on a twilight stroll. Awe, gust of its ease, soul moved by love’s gentle breeze. What the moment sees, breathtaking  how it will seize, sway you with love’s enlightened breadth. Awe, gust of its calm, captivating with the beauty of its charm. AuGust, eighth wonder of the year, love gives you its cheer. Not for what the heart gets to see, but what becomes of thee. Knowing how to live free, within the reign of love’s majestic glee!

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Song Inspired; Woo, Woo, Woo!

Love should be, always and forever, all the heart believes, what the soul perceives, what it deserves to be. In heat of the moment, love cover, with things said and done. That should never mean, love fails to be, anything but what it was meant to be; its endless woo, woo, woo. A heart, could never justify, what the mind thinks love should be. It’s just a fact, real love isn’t anything wanted, but everything needed. Love, doesn’t wrap you around its finger, but wraps itself around you, raptures you with its presence. Not holding back, what the heart feels, but gives you of its needs, what will surely please. Fortified love, shed colors of crimson hues. Rhetorical as it seems, deep love isn’t anything less, than significant to be. Your love fortifying me, my love fortifying you. It doesn’t deny, but says, come to me. “Let me put my arms around you, this was meant to be.” Can my love pursue you, you, woo. Can it woo, woo, you; anytime, anywhere? One thing is for sure, something so good, should never be denied, ever be defied, just defined. Love’s beautiful flower, releases in you its desired bloom. The essence of its song, captivating you with its allure, swaying your heart deeply. Purified love, fortifies mind, body, soul, a heart whole, holistic love its innermost. So, in the height of your troubles, in the depth of your struggles. Anxiety running deep, seeming too much; hush. Let, love prove to you its worth, how it pulls you through. With its intended purpose known, it’s wooing you!

“You Should Be Mine (The Woo Woo Song)” is a 1986 song by Jeffrey Osborne, from the album Emotional. It was his biggest hit single, reaching #13 on the top 💯 Billboard chart.

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