Not the normal post but here is the one I was gonna re-start my blog with but I can’t seem to get the words right. So here it goes, writing what’s on my mind right now In this moment. This is me. This is not edited. This is my body and I can literally see every flaw. I can rip myself apart or I can choose to see beauty. Im so tired of seeing so many people wanting to look like someone else thinking it’s achievable. It’s a world of photoshop. Now I’m a big believer in if you want to change it change it for you. Don’t change it because you see something that just isn’t real. I’m not at my thinest and I’m not at my heaviest. Am I 100% happy with my body, no. Can I change that yes. What I’m not gonna do is compare myself to every single person I see and what society wants to shove down our throats as the perfect body. So here’s my simple message. Love you, for you. Be you. Don’t be anyone else. Do you, for you. Look in the mirror and be kind to yourself. Love yourself always. Xoxo CaraGina .
What a weekend! Over the past 6 weeks I have had the pleasure of coaching 5 students in various types of dance and they have all gone above and beyond to learn their solos on top of their calisthenics items. Over the weekend they all competed in their first comp at the #fyd competition in their various categories and all of them shined on stage! Each and every one has been a pleasure to coach. It has been wonderful to get to know you all better and I am very proud of you all xoxo
I also got to grace the stage this weekend with some gorgeous ladies who I love dearly. Kelly I love our last minute duos and love sharing the stage with you. To all in our group item, we have so much fun! I love enjoying our love of dancing with you all. Thanks Kelly for oganising everyrhing for all of us to compete and also for whipping us oldies into shape so we can go out and have a ball together xox love u awesome nerds xoxo
Poem Love & Time
Can't make her stay
An ownership like this...
She Fears loosing her last name.. All she is... all she knows
Stubborn in her on ways... Made by her past..
All those tear drops from her last
Reminiscing places of deceit and every blunt left ashes of bad memories... Numb to the point,
She couldn't feel him inside, covering her eyes to cover pain, deep down she felt so ashamed.. Tired of the past, present and what's to even become.. Her seed is the only thing keeping her from falling apart.
With time she fell in love with a dreamer that makes her face every demon within her
His touch is described in this poem but no words could elevate to the reaction it brings her soul
Time slows down while their lips touch..
The taste of her saliva is sweet, no stopping till her lips swell up... Lifting her up.. She wraps her legs around.. While his chest is up against her heart... Gently bites her neck whispering things that make her blush.... She lets him in and breaks every chain that holds her back.
He promises their won't be any safer place then in his arms.
He Stands strong with God.
Through God he knows love and claims her as his queen and never to be apart... He Summits to god..and the angels above... His love for her never be undone.. 🙌#malo#malone#malomalone#siemprepicheo 🐰 #downtownorlando#lanuevareligión#trapmusic#trap#massari#trapversos#newyork#newjersey#chicago#badbunny#laryover#brazil#peru#germany#uk#picoftheday#trapmusic#trapsoul#musica#facts#poem#poetic#poetry#talented#spirutal#gifted#fromtheheart
Salam subuh... Morning!
بسم الله الر حمن الر حيم
وَعِندَهُۥ مَفَاتِحُ ٱلْغَيْبِ لَا يَعْلَمُهَآ إِلَّا هُوَ وَيَعْلَمُ مَا فِى ٱلْبَرِّ وَٱلْبَحْرِ وَمَا تَسْقُطُ مِن وَرَقَةٍ إِلَّا يَعْلَمُهَا وَلَا حَبَّةٍ فِى ظُلُمَٰتِ ٱلْأَرْضِ وَلَا رَطْبٍ وَلَا يَابِسٍ إِلَّا فِى كِتَٰبٍ مُّبِينٍ
Dan pada sisi Allah jualah anak kunci perbendaharaan segala yang ghaib, tiada sesiapa yang mengetahuinya melainkan Dia lah sahaja; dan Ia mengetahui apa yang ada di darat dan di laut; dan tidak gugur sehelai daun pun melainkan Ia mengetahuinya, dan tidak gugur sebutir bijipun dalam kegelapan bumi dan tidak gugur yang basah dan yang kering, melainkan (semuanya) ada tertulis di dalam kitab (Lauh Mahfuz) yang terang nyata.
With Him are the keys of the unseen; none knows them except He. And He knows everything on land and in the sea. Not a leaf falls but He knows it; and there is not a single grain in the darkness of earth, nor is there anything wet or dry, but is in a clear record. [Surah Al-An’am 6:59]
Our walk with the Lord is a DAILY walk.
Day by day. Every day. Moment by moment.
We seek Him. We seek His grace. We seek His guidance.
For from His hand. From His mouth. From His countenance. Come every blessing. Every word of encouragement. Every smile.
And so bring your problems. Your difficulties. Your heartache. Your lack of surety... To Him.
Day by day.
For He hears. He knows. He acts. He bears our load. He provides light in the darkness. Answers to the intractable questions. Direction for those who have lost their way. Guidance for those who seek it.
Truly, our God is a good God.
Im sorry if I don’t think life is a game & I show too much love not for the fame but simply because of the pain.. I know we all ain’t the same .. but understand why I don’t take life as a game and there may be a few who can relate but never the same..I apologize that I take my love so serious because all I’ve ever got was betray .. I’ll never make someone feel that pain.. if anything I’ll do the opposite & try to make your day..... #fromtheheart#yourstruly -Shawnnie
Fuck all of that shit about writing for your audience.
I care about each and every one of you who’s attention I have managed to capture, but I don’t write for you.
I’m sorry, but I never will.
So many “experts” say that the way to be a successful voice is to write for your audience.
I’m writing for me.
I’m writing the words that bubble up from my soul’s cauldron
I don’t care if that makes me sound like a bitch.
I’m writing for me
Because I am fucking worthy of my words
I am fucking worthy of being unapologetically Serena Gee
I am fucking worthy for readers to want to read me because they appreciate me
At the end of the day anything we read just gets twisted into being about us anyways, so it doesn’t even matter if I was writing for you. You’ll make it about you.
So I’m writing for me.
It’s my story I’m here to tell,
And if i help you along in living truer in your story,
Then I’ve hit the fucking jackpot.
Reflection and inward mode. 😌
This is the end of the Vipassana retreat I just did. I will share more later... for the moment I would just say I am happy to live the life I'm living. It's really nice to take time for yourself, isolating yourself for some time. But life is all about balance. We are living in a society and I will not pretend I am not part of it because I'm scared to share my truth, what I am. I understand my goal, what makes me happy in life is to be in that society and be myself, showing people it is ok to be different and to go according to your own path, going out of the "normal". What is normal? Time to move that society! Time to make people aware how beautiful it is to be the way you want to be and not the way you think others want you to be! And something big, I was working on for so long just became clear and unnegociable from today: I WILL ALWAYS MANIFEST MYSELF AUTHENTICALLY. Stop hiding myself because I'm scared to be different. Of course I am and so you are. That's why our world is so beautiful and human relationships are so powerful because we can complete each other instead of compete with each other.
So in the same way I've introduced 10 days ago my intention to launch my projects on my Yoga path and to share it with you via social medias, I will keep on sharing who I am as authentically as I can. 💙 It's been so long I did things in a small way because I was scared. But all I know is good, is to share my words and my passion with the world. I've been posting things and things but always with the fear to be seen like a weirdo haaha 😅! This is the risk Im taking from today: not to please everyone. And that's ok. Just listen to yourself and manifest your aspirations into actions. Too often we keep them as dreams, forgetting we have this life to make them happen! 😘
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