This space inside my head

I’ve changed…hopefully for the better.
As I grew and learned. I found out that growing may not be as glamorous as I hoped. Yet I found peace in knowing that I’m working for every blessing, lesson and triumph… My advice to you is. Keep trying to get better and be thankful along the way. 🌌
Xoxo Kandee

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Punishment

It’s early morning and I’ve been up thinking 💭.

About how my life turned out to be the way it is now.

I just got engaged to my ex husband. It literally sounds weird to say that.

No-one else has been supportive of that decision but the children. Let me sit in that statement.

The ones who were in the home with us are the ones who believe that we can build a better foundation for the future.

They seen the struggle the arguments and the shatter of the marriage. Yet in still our support is coming from the place of hope.

I’m not sorry for trying things that others have said no to. I’m just trying to live with all of the choices I’ve made in the past. Taking them to the realists truths that I can find and hopefully moving forward in peace.

My punishment is my own self esteem being broken into pieces every time I chase something that makes me feel pain, sadness and anger.

I beat myself up after the haze has cleared. When no one is around I analyze my actions over and over again.

This time I want to look back and say I did exactly what I needed to do to be able to wake up in the morning with a positive start and a smile on my face.

– C L Cunningham

Happy Thursday everyone may it bring you happiness, love, and abundance.

Xoxo

Kandee

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Strange lines and twisted journeys

My twisted thoughts as collaboration between the lines. Took the time to go deep in my mind and erase all the visions that weren’t true.

Apologized to myself for leaving me behind and grasped on to the truth… I love with a part of me that I can’t get back. So I guess I’ll just begin again.

C L Cunningham

Happy Thursday night I hope it’s as good as you need it to be

Xoxo Kandee

Can you fight for us?

Sally tried one more time. Tired and frustrated she aligned her whole body’s energy and forced a chi ball with her hands.

On command she threw it against the brick and iron strong wall with a one, two, three punch.

Instantly all the pieces exploded in the air, as the bust cleared. Visual proof was now shown.

Sally had known all along that she could do it. Her frustration was that she was hand picked by the elite group and then repeatedly pushed to see what see would and could do.

If the point was to make them believe she had already made them believers.

The head of the program came behind the glass and put out his hand. Well done ma’am. I didn’t think you had it in you and now I see. If you’re ready I’d think that we’re ready to fight for us.

Sally shook her head is belief. No disrespect but who the fuck is gonna fight for me.

C L Cunningham

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This time of day

“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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Power of expression 

Creative expression has become my passion. To communicate isn’t enough. I want to sing from the rooftops and dance at 3 am. Write old school love stories and recite  Edgar Allen Poe.

  
To be able to say how I feel with articulation has been a present that I’ve been able to unwrap daily.

  
Blessings can be so simple. I’m grateful for all of my blessings. When I was younger I that blessings were the miracles that I received. Now I know that their everything that I’ve ever encountered. 

Waking up = a blessing. 

  
Gratitude can be the missing link to happiness over depression. To love over hate. To hope over despair. 

Day 26 of grateful January. What form of expression are you grateful for. I’m grateful for creativity. 
C. L Cunningham 

It’s finally Friday y’all !
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The paint brush of life

Painted fingers dipped in water colors spreading across the paper expressing child like memories of a naive mind.

  
Art is the hands expression of words. It gives hope to the hopeless. Beauty in places that no one else thought were beautiful. It brings smiles on faces and love in hearts. 

An artist is a creator of visual magnificent works. Images that remind me to indulge in the landscape of this universe. 

As a mother and educator I love giving children experiences in creativity. It pushes their minds to explore different ways of thinking. 

  
I use art for my comfort. I use art to help me expand my words and bring pictures to my train of thought. I simply enjoy art and artist. I loved art classes even though I’m not the greatest artist out here lol. 

I find myself browsing Pinterest for creative visual art. I’m fascinated by the powerful spirits that let their light shine through paintbrushes and pencils. 

  
Day 18 of grateful January and today’s question is what piece of art are you grateful for. I actually have a few that stand out but my most favorite artist have been my tribe of children. 

C. L Cunningham 

Happy Thoughtful Thursday 🌹

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Misconceptions of misconduct 

Stomp of my foot and the wrath of my words are meant to break down barriers as fear builds up walls.

I am no different than the average. I want my dreams to be real. Have no inhibitions to say what I feel on a daily basis. 

I’ll find peace in solitude and hope in love and my future in your eyes. I’ll push and I’ll pull. I’m good at playing the fool as long as it’s a fool for you. 

  
I’ll right my wrongs.

 Try again and again just to get next to you. 

Yes,I shut down when I think your playing around instead speaking from a place that we both know to be true. 

Play music at midnight listening to all the songs about Mr. Do Right with only a image of you etched on my brain. 

I’m soft to the touch and hard to miss,but I’m honest as sh*t whenever I say that I love you. 

Your the apple of my eye and the reason why I keep sending virtual vibes via social media. 

I’m yours forever and always.

 I’m ready for whatever as long as we end up together in this crazy thing we call life.

C.L Cunningham 

Poet 

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Y’all help me serenade this man….💋

Thursday my Thursday 

Found myself up early getting my morning cup of zen. Headphones on enjoying meditation music and sending my son off to school with positive vibes.  

 
Took a mini nap and awoke to the sound of the phone. On the other end was someone that I used to know. 

Unfortunately I can’t relate to them anymore. It pains me when life turns friendships into nothing. I constantly pray for that someone. I hope his life turns out amazing even though I won’t be in it. 

Maybe life will surprise me. 

  
I tend to be alone in my own space contemplating life. Analyzing my mistakes and my triumphs. Of course like anyone else I would like to see everything go right. 

I would like to see everyone be happy. I’d like to make the whole world dance but not everyone is in the mood for music. So be it. Guess I’ll make a cup of coco and put some marshmalleys in it to make me smile. 

Wishing you and yours a happy Thursday ✨
C.L Cunningham 


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