My kind of night

Weeping thoughts of things lovers do to fool you into being captured again.

Touch of a hand while stealing a kiss. Trying to make me remember regret at it’s finest.

I push them aside as I stare up at this half moon and put the ring back on the shelf.

We have nothing more than friendship at best. Standing the test of time and the space it takes to let your vices take over.

C L Cunningham

Piece of peace

When dealing with people I find myself analyzing the best approach. Everyone has their own set of guidelines that they process and respond to. I want to reach out to others in a way that works for them but also for myself so that we have meaningful conversations.

Conversations that are helpful, and a blessing to each other’s lives. 

It took me what feels like forever to reach this understanding. 

To embrace the positive things about everything. Every interaction. Every thought, feeling and emotion. It was as if a light switch went on and I was no longer a victim because I was no longer allowing myself to be victimized. 

I’m not fighting. I’m training my mind to handle itself. By learning how to respond to life with a mindset that reduces the impact of negative noise. 

I’ve been in darkness and I danced my way out. I enjoyed family and friends. I studied the ways of peace. I leaned on others for positive understanding and I welcomed changes. I grew up in a sense. 

  
This is why I feel amazing. My  circumstances didn’t change drastically but my thoughts have gotten better. My mood has gotten better. I’m seeing better results in my business. My social media is looking better. My health is evolving and I’m actually thankful that I’m alive. I went from wanting to die to wanting to live. 

It feels so good to have a little piece of peace daily. 

It’s Wednesday night and the weather is calm. I’m in agreement with the universe. I’m happy and in a good spirit and I am sending peace and blessings your way. 
C. L Cunningham 

Have an amazing night and hopefully peaceful dreams. 🌛
  

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Live and love lies between two avenues

When I hear my thoughts on  replay in my mind. I think did I do that right? Did I express that right? Did I interprete that correctly? Instantly. I search for answers.

There’s time when I laugh a little too laugh inside. Where I’m a little too naughty with the things that I want or need. A little too angry. A little too sarcastic. All around too much. F*ck it. So. They’re my thoughts. Who cares but me!

Right?

  
To my surprise I realize that there’s more too it than that.

After I ponder things and breakdown my real reaction to a situation. Life becomes clearer. My map of Kandee’s ultimate journeys takes my mental navigation and away I go. To find my namaste. My gentle cosciousness.

Yes there’s days were I take no mess.

Yes there’s days when the stress of it makes me retreat into my inner shell 🐚 .

  
Fade away to multiverses bigger than my own.

It feels good to place my life into universal hands and learn along the way. I’m not always right. I’m not always wrong. Sometimes I’m wrong and it ends right. Sometimes I’m right and it ends wrong. That’s life as it was meant to be lived. 

C.L Cunningham 

Enjoying the night 

Sending you all peace and serenity ✨💨

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