Monday, February 27, 2012

Personal Narratives....

A personal narrative I did for speech....

Tanisha Thomas, a young woman (27 to be exact), decides that she would love to take her life up a few notches. Studying for her RN still a true culinary artist at heart, she will also explore various painting techniques, photography, as well as a few lessons in piano. Currently working for an ER in East LA, while attending school in the West, life has given her innumerable experiences creating a collage of mental and spiritual building blocks. Speaking of spiritual…  she is very much one of Jehovah’s Witnesses and is coming to a door near you. No this does not mean she claims to be anything perfect, she understands that in this world perfection is just a perfect term for God. She simply chooses to acknowledge his existence. And on that note.... Tanisha is no stranger of the underground and she keeps well hidden from anything main-stream. And while we are on the word stream, exist in her ipod a unique assortment of tunes in languages she’s pretty ignorant to; but all is well when it comes to illuminating melodies. Who could argue with that? Tanisha also enjoys long drives late in the night, the occasional cup of coffee over smooth conversation, and surprise gummy bears. Tanisha is very single. But not necessarily looking. Tanisha has no kids but when the time is right (meaning marriage) she plans on having a tribe with a man who is capable of hunting antelope and building huts from the ground up. Did I mention that she is silly? She’s kind of a little….. Well; very dramatic and kind of a weirdo in some respects. Over all, this young lady has been through a lot but one thing is for sure, she enjoys her life very much.


Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Coming Up!

Everything we love about cruising down Crenshaw,,, random positive daily bible messages lol....



Astro.............................

Family bonding….

As I sit here dwelling on the amazing cup of coffee (which all taste like hot dirt water to me lol) and I can not help but to reflect on how everyday owns itself. It may not be as adventurous as you would like, but it’s always filled with so many valuable lessons.  The number 1 life lesson to me is to learn the the lesson of just living. We don’t do this enough. "just live." Nowadays we're busy taking so many facebook pictures that we miss out on the actual brilliant, vibrant, life motions. With that said…. I shared a “cold one” with my mom yesterday lol… ok ok…. I know, just like us ‘N’ words lol!! But it was long overdue. After trying to persuade her for a good ten minutes, she and I went off to the nearest hole to get our “miller on”. We pop the tops and chilled on the front porch to take a load off. We elaborated on life, love, and the daily dose of “crackhead” superheroes who on occasion feels the need to use her toaster(?).  We relaxed for a good thirty minutes and with every second I have come to learn; I am every piece of her. Every layer of skin, every giggle, every struggle. I am her daughter. Definitely. Of course, this would only mean something to you (the reader) if you are aware of my relationship with my mother. Let’s just say, it could never be what I would love it to be, but… we have something, sometimes. On that note........I quote: As we become curators of our own contentment on the Simple Abundance path... we learn to savor the small with a grateful heart.”- Sarah Ban

Anyway.... Just thought I'd share... a thought. ^-^