Growing up in Omaha Nebraska has never been the picnic in the park, easy going “Good Life” that’s written on the sign.
That life is for some,but not for all. Hidden behind the scenes of our city is a quiet rule of thumb pictured in the documentary Out of Omaha.
The movie follows twin Trotter brothers around for a span of eight years. Showing the ups and downs of life due to racial and economic crisis for people of color.
The director,writers,actors,and producers put together a vision of what it takes to move ahead of life when the odds are stacked against you.
Out of Omaha will be available March 6 and 9th at the Aksarben Cinema.
Hope you all can check it out.
📷photo courtesy of Imdb.com
It’s a beautiful Tuesday morning and I decided to pick up a positive attitude for it.
Yesterday I got a couple of my Christmas presents and roamed the mall doing yoga and enjoying the vibes.
I’m grateful for another day to become better again and again.
So today I am going to shower you with a few cool places in my hometown.
These are some of my life’s pictures yet each place is special.
From Tacos and Margaritas to the Westroads Mall. Omaha has a lot to see. We love to watch football as a family and the Capital District is the perfect place for that. With a Wide Screen TV outside.
I’m excited for this holiday season and I hope this year will be better than the last.
Happy Tuesday everyone
📷header by Emmanuel Coveney
And C L Cunningham
This Christmas playing lighting in the background as I lay and write by the dim light of this IPad.
Poetic poetry and honest dialogue about truthful information.
The world isn’t always what it seems. Jumped into parallels between love and light. Found hidden behind judgments put together by faith.
It is what it is has been my motto for most of my days on this here earth.
December 23rd. I woke up….thank goodness. Today wasn’t promised. Good thing I didn’t leave the 22nd on a bad note.🎵
The day is young as it’s just begun. I’m pleasantly peaceful. Sending positive thoughts your way.
Enjoy this day enjoy the notion that it will be whatever you make it.
The weather is cold and maybe not enough snow for me on the ground but I’m still thankful for any hints of winter.
Have a happy Saturday and hopefully a good Dec 23rd.
Sending you love and light
Photos courtesy of https://www.pinterest.com/pin/503840277054943592/
Morning has come and I’m rested and well adjusted to the energy that is this here earth.
Apple in hand and a harmonic tune in my heart I ask for instructions on matters close to me.
Knowing that I don’t always have the answers inside of me I wait. For the natural shift of nature to do it’s bidding in it’s own time.
Today I plan to allow peaceful thoughts and feelings to fill up any empty space outside of my life. To strive for serenity when anything seems off and calm when my outer shell becomes rattled.
I’m sending as well as receiving positive flow.
Gratitude for this day. Gratitude for this way of life. Gratitude for the blessings that cover me daily.
Happy Thursday y’all ❄️
Namaste from Nebraska
Photos courtesy of https://www.pinterest.com/pin/778137641839376491/
Early on a Sunday morning. It’s peaceful light from the television and chatter from the show playing is relaxing.
My mind is at ease.
I had a drama free birthday. Whaaat. It’s almost unbelievable.
My Saturday was awesome. I went to dinner with the ladies on Friday night and hung out a seen Daddy’s Home part two Saturday. It was pleasantly delightful and full of the Christmas spirit. Seeing men being family focused and laughing with my high school friend Nani made the day wonderful.
It’s bittersweet to have to storytell my journey. Accessing the painful memories of the past isn’t always comfortable but it’s a healing process. I have to say that I’m on the right path for that.
Love is a lifestyle choice.
I’m glad that I’m surrounded by it and that I now receive it as much as I give it. I’m stepping back and allowing time to deal with situations that require me to let go and let God handle them. I’m thankful and it feels good.
C. L Cunningham
Here’s to a feel good Sunday and to beautiful days filled with gratitude,laughter and love. ⛄️
Photos courtesy of
Rotten tomatoes https://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/daddys_home_2/
Got to go out and see my city again. Went shopping with my pops and seen some of the new buildings and businesses around the area. Then I went with my ex husband (the first one) and got to see friends and family.
Time is definitely a theft in the night. The weirdest thing for me is the size of everything. It used to feel bigger. Now it feels smaller than it did the first time that I left.
I’m trying to figure out if there’s more to become here. Or if I want to become more here. I’m alone in the sense of having no one to love. No man to love should be what I mean. No man to spoil with kisses. No man to share new experiences with. My ex husband (the second one) has made the journey back home too. We’re back staying in different places. It’s exciting to think that I’m living the single life. But that also comes with having learning curves and potentially having to become more extroverted. Meh.
The past tends to catch up with me and remind me of the tart person I used to be. Pulls me into wanting to go back. I now know to avoid people who rub me the wrong way. Plus my time should be spent enjoying friends. The kind of friends that you haven’t seen or talked to in years and you go right back together like you were never split apart.
C. L Cunningham
Reminiscing and finding my way around 🍁🍁
Photos courtesy of https://www.pinterest.com/pin/255438610085399958/
Destination home team is in in full effect. I’m settling in well with my parents and getting a parental break finally… yay.
I seriously forgot about the bugs and air quality. I mean if swimming underwater is the way you want to breathe just ask me how it feels. 😂
But all in all I’m ok. I’m not quite yet ready for certain conversations. Truth. I’m bitter. I’m hurt. I’m saddened by the demise of certain things and moving past others. Life is funny in the most un hilarious ways.
I’m tired. Yoga stretches and squats in various ways keeps me focused.
I’m writing a new book. Writing two blogs simultaneously ,monthly trying to be heard not seen. I made my big jump and got back on Instagram. Let’s see how that goes the jury is still out on that lol.
My wacky snaps keeps me laughing. I don’t have many followers so it’s completely comfortable.
I’m just happy to be back even though it doesn’t feel like I’ll be here long it’s comforting to have a peace of mind.
Sending love n light ☃️
Artist Abigail Adela Cruz