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An August Sunday Morning

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Woken up to a soft melody of love and affection. I decided to sing songs of the Divine goodness bestowed upon me, with prayer and worship.

I have a full day of family time mapped out in my mind today. I must say that it is a beautiful one indeed. The picture above definitely makes up our family as a whole.

What do you and your family like to do on Sunday’s. I love to be cuddled up with thoughts of my man, because I’m his biggest fan.

Wishing you and yours peace and blessings.

Xoxo Kandee

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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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Coming home 

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Little Simz vibe with my mind at ease.

It’s easy to please with my fingertips vibrating on the main screen of your mind.

But can you find time to understand my ever flowing stream of desire for you?

Come with me through this facade that we’re playing.

Another day to stay away from the truth.

Shadow of what we used to be yet still beginning to find our way home.

  
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XoXo

Kandee

Summer of 2018

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The Summer of 2018
By C L Cunningham 

  

Methodically the summer breeze sets my mindset at ease as I lay in this chair. Legs up and messy pineapple puff I type away with thoughts of you. 

I don’t know what you’re doing right now or even if you’re alone. Yet all I want to do is be next to you.

Light touches and a warm embrace. If life is a race into those arms I’m in first place as I reach for your love to pull me towards you. 

My dinner date for two as hours turn into weeks and weeks into months as I wait for the universe to bring you to me or me to you. 

Some would call me foolish for hoping but hoping is better than dreaming so why shouldn’t I love you at my best?

I’ve seen you search for me even when you didn’t know what you were searching for and still our hearts found one another.

We are beyond magic.

We are infinite and that’s all we’ll ever need.
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I love it!

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Driving from state to state has to be one of the worst ideas I’ve come up with. I’m sure for other people road trips sound fun. I’m usually one of those people, but baby. Let me tell you when I say I wasn’t ready for what I thought was gonna happen….I’m understating it.

Day one it’s snowing. I mean a whole snow storm. I decide that we’re going anyway. I’m grateful that didn’t stop me right off the back. I go to the rental place and they don’t have a car for us. So they upgraded me to my dream car. Oh yes, it’s a mustang!!!!!

  
I make a promise to stop complaining. 

Til I met the mountain top that almost took out every good nerve that I had left. 

I’m afraid of heights yet I love to be high. Go figure. 

Turns out that you can drive the mountains and survive. I’m independent enough to drive over 1000 miles in 30 hrs. And yes oh yes I am strong enough to succeed when I set goals that test all my boundaries. 

I can make a trip to handle business fun and see the sights. 

  
I love that I pushed through when my anxiety told me to turn back. I’m thankful for the blessings of calm in my journeys. 

It’s Wednesday everyone and I hope yours as beautiful as mine. 

  

C. L Cunningham 

Sending you love and light 

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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Small things 

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Wake up and the alarm rings. Thank goodness for it be without it I would probably sleep through the whole day. 

  
Turn on the television and watch a show. Thank goodness for it because it is entertaining when I want to zone out. 

Walk into the bathroom and brush my teeth. Who ever made toothbrushes are the best because what kind of world was there when breath was funky. 

  
Obviously I joke about curtain things, but what a gift it is to have the little things in life. Things that I barely think about being grateful for. 

Day 27 of grateful January and what daily thing do I use that I’m grateful for? I’m grateful for my comfy blanket. It keeps me warm and wraps me in softness. Lawd knows that I love softness.

  

C.L Cunningham 

Happy Saturday everyone enjoy the day 
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