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This time of day

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“When neither is attended,and I think the nightingale if she should sing by day when every goose is cackling-Amelia Bassano aka William Shakespeare… (The merchant of Venice-Act V, Sc.1

I stumbled upon a cup of tea in the mournings light and found her name in the stars amongst the God’s of then when love was written with a pen covered by blood ink -C L Cunningham/ Amelia Bassano

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Let’s get high

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As I elevate my mind pass the past wrongdoings of my inner recollections I feel as if I’m floating freely.

I’ve learned that I use certain things to remove pain but then I caused another kind in its place.

Being lost in the mind is like a wilderness with out light. It’s cold and lonely. As I push away those thoughts I’m finding that I can be the light that I need.

I want to get high on a cultivated culture. Which shows myself and others how to remove unhealthy thoughts and turns them into powerful gifts.

The gift of love, the gift of growing, the gift of succeeding, and the gift of inner beauty. For me to except myself I needed to uncover my flaws. I’ve forced myself to see the damage. It hasn’t been easy to face myself in the mirror. I have to say it’s definitely been worth it.

Today I want to encourage healing. Uncovering the truth shall set me free if I allow myself to cross old barriers and find new beginnings. I hope I encourage others to join me.

With gratitude I send you peace and blessings

Xoxo Kandee

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Winner 

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Grateful January was a wonderful way to kick off the new year. I’m pleased to announce that @chantecali11 from the Findingkandee Instagram won the giveaway. She received a $10 Amazon gift card and a signed copy of my book By The Dawn’s Blue Light. 

Congratulations 🎉🎉

Thank you everyone who entered 💙

  
Have a great night everyone 

C. L Cunningham 

This little light inside 

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Read through the different ways to succeed in writing. From promoting to socializing. From telling your friends and family to support you to get out and sell the books from the trunk of your car. I probably would if I had one. 

I remember walking the streets of California passing out flyers to this blog. I made some rather cheap looking promotional pages affordable enough to pass around. 

It felt good to do busy work. It feels good to feel like I’m doing something right. Unfortunately for there isn’t a lot of times that I feel like I’m going the right way. From marriages to parenting I’ve gotten it wrong. From job to job I’ve floated by enough to eat. I feel like I’m connected everywhere yet I fit nowhere. 

  
Writing is all that I’ve got. 

A window into my soul and a piece of gratitude for being able to keep expressing the pain. Yet I find thankfulness in the day. Always. At least I’m here. I don’t always want to be. Times like this morning where I’d rather fade to black like Amy Whinehouse. Take a drink too many. Swallow a pill more than I’m supposed to. Scream out into the darkness of the night” Lord take me now!”

  
Maybe things will fall in place. Maybe my little will mean a lot. Maybe one man will love me enough, and not to need anyone else to wet his dick for a night. Destroy all the love that was built and actually have the trust that all say that they want. Even they are usually the first to go out and do something untrustworthy.

There’s days I feel unworthy of breathing. I wonder why I continue to wake up in place that I don’t understand. Maybe the divine has a plan for me,because I’m so tired of trying to figure out one. I’d like to see a clearer picture of where to go, but the roads are all filled with fog and the paths are fuzzy at best. This world is a test and I feel like I’m failing more times than I’m passing. My grade is a D++.

Just enough to make it another day and fight. To spread light. To find good insight instead of evil egos.

Yes, I’m grateful for the creative ability to write. It’s opened doors I never expected to enter. Taking me to journeys I never planned on going. Gotten me through tough times and today let’s me tell you the story of my aching heart.

  
The battle of live to fight another day is daily.

One wrong thought on the wrong day. At the wrong hour and it could certainly cost me my REAL life.  

This time is precious perceptions of how to keep going when the weight of my inner galaxies build up all the negative energies being purposely pushed at me. Feeling like the mountain that I can’t climb because I have to come from under the rock first.

  
I’m just grateful that I have enough strength to try again.

I’m thankful I have been gifted the mindset to trust again. 

I have enough forgiveness to forgive again and again, because I believe second chances sometimes need to be third or fourth when you have absolutely no idea what your doing. 

I have gratitude for the blessing of writing. It is not just my  gift it is my birthright. 

Last day of grateful January and it didn’t come easy. I didn’t lazily wake up and get another day. I had to fight my thoughts to be here and it took me to breakdown to get up.

  
C.L Cunningham 

It’s Tuesday and we made it.
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Laundered soul

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Dirty secrets of a filthy world. 

 Oh how I need to feel washed free of the sins of the skin. 

 Once again I put the cycle on spin and imagine myself covered in bubbles of redemption. Laundering the information of my mind to twinkle and shine.✨

  

C. L Cunningham 

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The power of knowledge 

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Energy moves. The brain is transmitting information constantly. Even though it doesn’t seem like it is. 

  
Thoughts are gold. Thoughts are some of the most priceless things that we own. They create the past, present, and future. I imagine a world where the earth is coming together for the greater good of the next generation. 

Example of this is the great leaders of the past. They each envisioned a world that they wanted to live it. They were taking experiences of the past and working actively on making the present day become it. Which changed the way that the past was. Started to change the present and in turn made a better future. 

Knowing that any knowledge that I gain today makes me equipped with better understanding of what I aim to make my future is exciting. I can be anything that I want to be. I can change my outlook on life thus changing my life into my destiny. 

  
I asked for rainbows back in April. I see rainbows all the time now. I asked for butterflies and pretty flowers. I start noticing them more. It wasn’t that they weren’t there it’s just that I wasn’t looking for them in that way. 

By changing my expectations of how, why and where. I believed that they would show up and they do. 

I’m grateful for the knowledge that if I believe in something enough that I will find myself open to receiving it. I’m just like anyone else. Sometimes I limit myself. I put things on the back burner while I figure out if that’s really what I want. 

  
The beautiful thing about time is that it actually does wait. Yet it keeps moving. Being stuck in the past is fine if you’re a fan of history repeating itself. Living only for right now is fine if you don’t plan to go any further. Chasing the future is great if you’re willing to miss out on the present. I’m just trying to enjoy it all. Allowing it all to shape me and mold me as I in live this lifetime.

My thoughts are powerful. They are needed, but thy aren’t enough to sustain me. I need it all. I need thoughts and actions. I need feelings and emotions. I need a higher consciousness and access to my egotistical ways. I’m perfectly imperfect and I’m grateful for the knowledge of that. This way I can be open to change. 

Day 17 of grateful January and the question is what knowledge are you grateful for? 
C.L Cunningham 

Have a happy Wednesday and may you be blessed with peace of mind.
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Memories that remind me to be happy 

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When I was about 14 years old I went to Kansas City to stay with my great grandmother. I wasn’t being safe with my life and needed to be removed from my friends at the time. I was evolving myself in activities that were dangerous to myself and others. I needed a change of environment.

My parents sent me there to keep me out of trouble for the summer. I spent those months trying to figure out things about myself. During my time there I visited my grandfather and my great aunt Zista. I remember being afraid of that big ol worn down house. The creeks and the sounds from the old wood. I jumped in her bed for safe keeping. I knew if I stayed in her room just long enough for the sun to come up that I would be alright to sleep. I needed the sunlight to shine through and show me the things the darkness couldn’t show me. 

  
That’s the beauty of the light. 

Nature’s natural light showed all the things that regular light couldn’t. Once the sun came up I could see everything that was once hidden by shadows. Hidden by darkness.

Today I woke up with some tummy issues and with some soul issues. I let myself be guided through some yoga postures and then I let my thoughts be guided through some healing. 

The beauty of memories are that they can be seen from different angles. The beauty of life is that out of the darkness comes light. 

What memories are you grateful for? I’m grateful for them all, but definitely this one in particular. 
C. L Cunningham 

Healing my soul and embracing my truth 

Happy Sunday everyone 🌞

Namaste 

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