Balance the difference. I like to think of it as energy. The difference between having your head in the clouds and your life down below.
The importance is not what you know. But by how you figured it out.
Once you know what life is about you’d choose differently and find the joy of simplicity.
C L Cunningham
I thought my home was with you if only I had known what you were going through.
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Whispering hollows of satisfaction and lust as it turns into love.
Trust pushed to the boundaries of one’s soul the anticipation grows deeper.
The depths of our energy exchange ignites a fire of pure passion and seduction.
We become one body one mind one entity flowing through this universe together.
C L Cunningham
It’s Friday my beautiful souls and we need to approach this day as we do them all. With love and compassion. I hope your turn day turns out beautiful.
Xoxo Kandee
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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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Thankful Thursday. I’m having happy thoughts about holidays that have passed. My oldest memories of holidays start before I was seven. When I was young enough to trick or treat and get new Christmas toys.
I love holidays and how they make me feel. They give me hope when times are down and laughter when times together brings me peace. I think holidays were made just to bring a break to the everyday world.
A little of the universe’s magic into our minds and hearts. Today I’m grateful for the winter holidays as a whole. The season is just filled with joys and new beginnings.
As we enter this season of love. I have to admit that my heart is opening up and embracing everything that love can bring.
January is a month that I’m dedicating to my attitude of gratitude. Today’s question is what holiday are you grateful for. Day 11 and my mind is on hope,growth,change and love.
C L Cunningham
Sending you love and light
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2 something in the am and meditative heart music humming in my ears.
I am calm.
Finally.
In a chaotic world where mood swings and bullsh*t corner the market I continuously have to find my zen.
I’m not sure where I belong I just know that I’m focused on forward movement. Slow. Steady. Movement. Not too much not too little, just enough to put my mind at ease to deal with anything other than my inner peace.
I value my peace for than anything in this life.
I’m thankful for another day. I’m thankful for the people close to me. I’m grateful for the grace and mercy that I receive from above.
Blue also known as Azul is the color of my dominant chakra. Creativity is my gratitude color. I’ve always been in love with the color blue. For me it symbolizes triumph. It symbolizes my mood when I’m down. It even symbolizes the way I express my thoughts. Blue is beautiful. The color of clear water in the mist of a wave. The color of morning dew in a glistening haze. The color of hope for things unforeseen.
I return to gratitude everyday. No matter what mess or annoyance has happened in the past tense. I purposely focus my intentions on gratitude for the things that bring me out of a negative headspace.
If all I can do in this life is express how small I am and how incredibly big this universe and celestial divine energy is then here I am screaming out from inside my soul. I am nothing but a source of gratitude. A sign pointing upward. A roadmap away from confusion and into a space of silence.
Today I am grateful for this life and my favorite color….blue.
C.L Cunningham
Namaste
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Hurray! The new year has begun and there’s so many things to be grateful for.
January is normally known as a month for new beginnings. New resolutions as many put it. A time to start a fresh 365 days with a better outlook than before.
I decided to give my new year a cheerful spirit.
I found this chart for 30 days of gratefulness. I instantly fell in love with the idea of finding something new to be grateful about daily. Day 1 is a smell that I am grateful for.
I love the smell of warm apple pie. That smell gives me memories of family and holidays. I love that smell as a candle and even air freshener.
Something about it reminds me that comfort is inside of my thoughts and mind. Plus apple pie is definitely one of my comfort foods. It has apples and those are healthy right?
Here’s to being grateful for life as it comes and enjoying the journey as it unfolds.
Happy New Year 2018! Let’s make it beautiful.
C. L Cunningham
Wishing everyone a delightful 2018
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Make the pain stop
Give me what I want.
Days when I can’t help but be extra because what I feel is so strong that I refuse to let it go.
And I don’t care.
And it’s unfair.
But so are you.
This could be through. This could be done.
Or we could feel like two kids. In love.
Constantly on the run.
Who needs a perfect love story when one with kinks and dents can become more cherished because of the time invested.
Who needs to be closer to you than me?
I wish I was…. yours. I wish you were mine.
But your not and we’re not.
It’s a long night. On a lonely day.
And maybe it’s better this way.
But it doesn’t feel like it.
C. L Cunningham
Poet
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