“The voice of the mother is kind, soft, serene, nurturing, warm.
The voice of the mother is instructional, healing,
encouraging
The voice of the mother watches out for her young,
Tailors their lives on the path of hope.
The voice of the mother warns her babies of harm or danger of the need for safety.
The voice of the mother brings life to death situations.The voice of the Mother is guidance,
She arms her young wisdom, endurance, love and description.
The voice of the mother teaches, shares, develops. The voice of the mother is stirring, firm, positions, directs –
The voice of the mother reaches, questions, inquires, searches and mends.
The voice of the mother is empowered, informed by struggle and ensures by experience – is focused.The voice of the mother is growth .
The voice of the mother stills, quiets, hushes brings attention.
The voice of the mothers sings .Is beautiful lovely .
A fragrant, comforting
the voice of the mother is peace.-Nthabiseng
Category: On Thriving
4 Reasons Not To Live with Regret.
So… I remember a time in my life when I was really indecisive.
I remember I was trying to please others so much, I forgot about myself. In that process, I made a lot of decisions that didn’t give much regard to my life, or emotional safety. What I wanted out of life, was on the back burner. I basically lived for the enjoyment and delight of someone else, because I thought that was how you show you love someone. I was so wrong. I had love all confused. And because of that, I had so much inner conflict, insecurity and so much doubt inside of myself. Discord was often in my relationships, and I just had no peace with anyone, so I stayed away from people, mostly. As long as they were not talking about my life, then I was okay with them. I didn’t want anyone telling me what to do and if they offered without my asking, then I was ready to run from them, even those close to me, and who mean a lot to me.
When you don’t have peace inside, everything you do or don’t do, feels like a mistake. You second guess yourself all the time, and you cannot trust your instincts. And when you ignore your instincts, man… you are in T-R-O-U-B-L-E! I operated in this way so often, I didn’t know who I was , or whether I was coming or going. That means I was lost. After a while, I became so hopeless, I just lost hope altogether. I was just existing. I apologized for everything, I had many qualms with people and the places where I was in life. I carried resentments and as a result, I was just plain miserable. I was annoyed to the point that accepting annoyance was how I lived. But I was so blind to this fact, I simply endured it. It became the norm. I was living with regret. When I looked up the word regret, I found in the thesaurus these words: ” to prey on the mind…have a weight on the mind; leave an aching void.” That’s what regrets feels like. Sorrow, pain, hurt – all the time, and guilt.
Growing up in an alcoholic family, I realized this was the norm for me, ( living with annoyances) which is why I didn’t recognize it when it occurred in a daily basis in my life and relationships. (I know, crazy… right?) But we do this, because we tend to go with what’s familiar and yet become so comfortable with it, we consider it to be normal? How does this happen? You recognize you were annoyed and miserable, yet every single day you find comfort with it? I think deep down inside I knew I was miserable, but I didn’t want to admit it. I was living with a denial and a numbness that honestly, felt very good, because if I didn’t have to acknowledge it, then I thought it was not bothering me. But then, after 11 years of depression, it finally caught up with me. I was at my wits end. My mental health took a toll on me and I knew I had to change something.
One day my spirit cried out to God, and revealed I was living with sorrow. I had much so much REGRET about the situations I found myself in life, the decisions I had made and I was suffering from so much sorrow. I was sad about my life and I felt trapped. I felt responsible for things I wasn’t even responsible for. The adults in my life blamed me and I took on their issues and their grief to the point, I had no resolve, no contentment and no harmony in my life. It took a lot to admit I was sad. I was really depressed and I had chosen to live like that for several years. Living in regret.
I remember one morning I spent the entire morning with God in prayer on my back porch. I was angry, bitter and I was hurting. I was also very stubborn and God used a lot of my grief to help me to recognize some of the things I held on to were because of pride. I remember crying out to God with so much pain and telling God I was ‘fed up’ and I wanted a new life, and new hope, and a new way of being and doing. As I sat there, I had a vision in my head of the image of the woman in the Bible with whom they cast stones . (John 8) These people brought her to Jesus to be condemned. Jesus response to her accusers was to write on the ground. No one knows what Jesus wrote. But her accusers all left after Jesus wrote on the ground. He then said : “He who is without sin, cast the first stone.” I envisioned Jesus as I sat on my porch (with my eyes closed); write in the ground for me. As He wrote, He basically wrote some things that only I saw, of course. But what he wrote reminded me of what He desired for me to have. His promises. I saw that He had much greater intention for me to have good, in my life. I believe it was like that with her accusers, as well. What was important was not what He wrote, but what He said and how what he said, made me feel. I didn’t feel sorrowful any longer, I was no longer troubled, I was no longer hurting and burdened deeply with regret, and I became decisive. I knew instantly that I deserved more, I wanted more and that I could have more; and I made the decision to do it.
John 8:7, 10,11 “But when they persisted in asking Him, He straightened up, and said to them, “He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone at her.” When they heard it, they began to go out one by one, beginning with the older ones, and He was left alone, and the woman, where she was, in the center of the court. Straightening up, Jesus said to her, “Woman, where are they? Did no one condemn you?” She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said, “I do not condemn you, either. Go. From now on sin no more.” NASB
Jesus dealt with this woman with such tenderness and grace, that she was in awe. All the accusers surrounding her also were also surprised, but they must have understood, because they left too. If we condemn ourselves, with LIVE WITH REGRET. My relationship with God has taught me I am not worthy of punishment for the decisions I have made.That’s why he died for us. Once I repent, ask God for help, receive it, then move on. then comes release. Just like it did for the woman in John 8. This is very important. It’s necessary for living with a clear conscious.
That day on my back porch, I contended with Jesus, in my soul . But I learned three things after my wrangling with God:
1. I had to let go of my past.
2., I couldn’t live in the condemnation, because if I did, I would accept the guilt and regret from my past.
3. I learned I had to move on, because HE didn’t condemn me, and so I had to stop condemning myself.
4. I had to forgive myself.
When you cannot forgive yourself, you don’t remember to be kind, nurturing and self-loving. You forget to forgive yourself. It took years for me to forgive myself for things in my past, even after I made a decision to live a better life and leave those things behind, I knew I was worth more, I knew I deserved more, but it didn’t make me leave the situation or change anything. Here’s what made the difference: accepting God’s forgiveness and allowing His love for me to redeem me. For me, this was what unraveled the love confusion. I learned that if I accepted God’s love first and allowed this to be my foundation for loving others and BEING LOVED… then I would be alright. Once I was certain God has forgiven me and wanted more for me, I began to move towards freedom, and I never looked back. I fond resolve. But I have to give God my regrets.
People are often amazed by how much peace I seem to have. Let me tell you, I am not perfect. I still struggle, even. And although I have peace , now… It took a very long time to get here. After I got through the muck and the mess of my own regrets, I was able to stand again on my own two feet. Of course, some of the way, God carried me to be honest. But I made it to the other side. Now that I am here, it ‘s pertinent I tell the story of how I made it here, so others could be set free as well.
Amen & Selah.
My Flavor of Being …Happy


Happiness has been a journey for me. I wrote this on my post today , and boy …was I surprised what I wrote!
I didn’t expect to write about the “flavor” of my happiness. I laugh inside because I didn’t expect “Happiness” to have a flavor… (haha) … But it does! Happiness has a taste of butterscotch ice cream or almond…or vanilla amaretto (for me)… It’s a savoring kind of taste. something that makes you wants to taste it, like, forever.
I have tasted happiness but not so much until I reached fifty-something, on a consistent basis.
I attribute this to hard work. Hard work involving “working on ME.” I have being doing tons of self-evaluation lately. I had a group of women it began with; yet I ended up doing most of it involving me doing it alone. And I’ve been consistently over the past maybe fifteen years working on it with deep, digging , introspective work.

Here are the words that I feel like deserve some applause:
🌸Confidence
🌸Self-Love
🌸Motivation
🌸Self-Trust.
🌸Settled.
🌸Placed.
🌸Courageous
These words helped me to step out of my comfort zone. Amazing how “one-word” reflection can help you to become intentional. If you’d like to be involved in a group bot individual process for this, let me know and I’ll coach you through the process .
The Value of Vulnerability in My Life.
As I look back on my life, I’ve had my share of unhealthy relationships. I believe the hardest part during this season of life for me was discerning was what was really “healthy” and what was really “unhealthy”. I don’t really know that Ii had been taught that by example.
I believe I was simply unaware. Looking back, I wish i had spent more time with my younger self to determine who I was and what I desired in life, in order to have clarity about what I needed in a relationship.
I had not defined for myself what I needed, and valued and had not committed completely and wholeheartedly that those values were essential for me to thrive and to grow & thrive, in life .
Looking back: I am thinking of my journey saying to myself:
“What in the world was I doing?!”
Yeah, and it makes so much sense now that I know who I am …what my self -worth needs in order to thrive and be connected to another human being. I know what it means to be loved, and ‘in love.’
So I am going to share some thoughts on being in a healthy ‘vulnerable ‘ relationship, that helps us to thrive and be our best selves in our relationships .
I have decided to approach it from a vulnerable place, because I just like to be transparent . Vulnerability requires trust. And if you love someone vulnerability should be an essential part of helping that relationship to grow completely as individuals and also as a couple. Vulnerability with your partner should never be considered a weakness. You should continually be moving towards fruitfulness and transparency and greater love.
Here are a few things that being vulnerable in a relationship teaches you:
1. Vulnerability teaches you to ask for help. You increase your connectedness to others and learn to empathize with them. It’s essential for growth.
2. Being vulnerable teaches you the unknown parts of yourself. You develop a sense of resiliency and it challenges your authenticity – your heart mind and soul. It also helps you to be more self-aware.
3. With vulnerability, you develop a new appreciation for self-care. Self-care is essential to a certain level of awareness and patterns with yourself. Being able to address them with honesty, help you to grow in vulnerability.
4. Vulnerability teaches you to walk in realness. There’s a level of authenticity that comes from sharing honestly with others and you choose to listen, share and engage differently.
5. Vulnerability teaches you to connect better to your emotional self. Knowing “why” you’re angry; “why “ you’re sad, and why you’re emotional and choosing to do continual, intentional self-evaluation – helps you notice yourself on another level.
6. Being vulnerable allows you to have a better relationship with Grace. Not everyone understands grace and how to live in congruence with it; but what vulnerability teaches you is that grace is something we can ‘expect ‘ and ‘choose’ and live with intentionally, despite how we feel about life and how they occur- that things will get better, we will overcome ; and life can depended upon to operate in a full circle, that’s complete .
7. Vulnerability teaches you to be grateful and share your thankfulness. Appreciation comes in several selfless acts. When you share openly, of what you’re thankful for you’ll find people appreciate you, and consider the same blessings . Is this something that is reciprocated in your relationships? If not, it’s something to consider.
8. Vulnerability teaches you to be patient with yourself . When you push yourself past your limitations and you learn how to deal with successes despite being frustrated. You teach others how to be patient , as well.
9. Author and spiritual leader Spencer Kimball says that “Humility is royalty without a crown.” Humility is learned by truly being vulnerable. Being able to acknowledge your weaknesses and to grow in wisdom and grace daily with intention, are life’s truest blessings.
10. Vulnerability teaches you the most meaningful thing in life are learned by “pacing yourself ” through life. When I ‘slow my roll’ , I am informed, I am clear, I make room for more. Vulnerability leads me into the experience of “more”…
11. Vulnerability teaches you to release. It helps you to recognize when you’re burdened or heavy, and that relationship , or situation needs to be let go. Maybe you’re carrying more than you should, if you have not yet recognized the value of letting go. When you choose to really ‘ think about what you’re thinking’, choosing to let go of weight that causes anxiety and stress helps us find a way to cope with our inadequate thoughts and insecurities. That’s truly being vulnerable.
Well …. we’ve come to the end of this segment. what have you learned that’s new today? Take one element of vulnerability and commit to trying something new in your relationships and trusting yourself to grow just a bit more.
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Taking Care of My Soul.
It’s so very interesting how patience plays into our care of the soul. Almost two months ago, I left Tulsa Oklahoma, tense and overwhelmed and anxious. Across country moves just seem to impact me in that way. I’ve done two of them, in my lifetime. And as much as I plan to be calm and take time off in advance, it just doesn’t work out that way. There’s always something to be concerned about:
Will there be enough income for the transition ?
Will we like where we are going?
Will totally dislike the cold?
Wil I make friends easily?
Will I enjoy my job?
So I’ve been out of work now for almost two months. I didn’t plan on that. Just took them a month to have me approved. It’s like, really? (They don’t manage job contracts as smooth as they used to .)
Okay, so now I’m in this place of much more calm and grace and gratefulness. It seems like no matter the amount of time it took, it took this ‘much needed ‘ time to rest and rejuvenate and re- order my steps.
Everyday I’ve tried to stop and be grateful for at least one thing, then I’d acquiesce ll over again . And breathe. When I’m anxious and uptight , I tend to forget to breathe , and I tend to forget to express thanks for where I am.
Perspective matters.
I really didn’t think I needed this, but apparently my soul knew I needed it. I’m currently in central NY in a beautiful hotel for the past few days – soaking up sunny days and breathing in fresh fall air. Enjoying time as the trees change into their beautiful autumn hues. And I have time to do this, so I’m thankful.
So the next time you’re complaining about how long something takes, just stop and think about where’s the grace in it. What are you grateful for?
Where does your soul align with the process?
And how much are you frustrating grace in the process?
Receive the good, and abandon the eat that isn’t quite helpful.
Receive your new beginning.
Selah.
Clarity.

Clarity.
It’s not easy to achieve. I mean should we even make it a goal? When 2019 happened, I initially didn’t desire clarity. I asked for something else. In fact, that word is a slight misnomer now, because Clarity assumed its position and took a hold of my destiny like none other .
“For sure, you’re wrong”, I said. “It’s not time yet, “ I mentioned as I wrestled with the change and let go of several valuables and said goodbye to friends in the state I couldn’t believe I was moving to nine years ago..
Sometimes Clarity happens so unexpectedly. We ask for it, then we’re really not ready when it comes because it capsizes our entire world.
Or at least it did. mine.
It was my one word for the year, you see. I didn’t intend for it to bring all love and light to pass. To highlight the love of family and allow me to make sacrifices that involved severe change. To move me out of my comfort zone and say: “ Welcome to this New Evolving Space!” Yeah, rhat was Clarity . But she’s become the friend I didn’t realize I had.
When I asked the Universe to give me clarity, God opened the heavens and said: “Take a risk.”
And at first, I said “No.” I thought I wasn’t ready, so Resistance spread her wings and tried to escape. But Clarity brought her silence and reminded me how “life really isn’t all about Lil o’ me.” Sometimes the people we love and the lives we love take precedence, as so it was.

So this year, Clarity – my one word – was sort of disruptive of my peace; yet freeing…surrendering, cautious, yet unconditional , loving and necessary, enlightening and freeing. Yeah… Freeing.

Yeah, but it has yielded great results , already. The lesson left was to let go of the things we hold unto so tightly because they could free us, almost unexpectedly, if only we were ready for change .
being intentional about being present .
I have found rest in some of the smallest uncozy spaces . And then when I see this frustrated, restless self of mine, I regroup.
My rest often hides in spaces I haven’t been in a while . I am finding rest in books. Books titled “Present Over Perfect.”
I’m learning here, in the book self care involving being intentional about being present with those i love , and letting them know it.
being intentional about being present with those i love , and letting them know it.
I mean, when the last tim
I mean, when the last time you looked your loved one in the eye and said :”You know I really, really love you, right – and here’s why…” and you tell them.
And then I find myself sleeping in late; maybe until nine, or ten sometimes on weekends. Or I walk a bit in the woods; or laugh at myself and sing some old songs or I listen to jazz because “ good jazz” makes you dance and get ‘all the way’ down.

Maybe the moments of rest are within our souls: capturing everything we normally miss… when we blink. When we hear those voices deep down in our heart speaks and whispers “Tell them…” and then you hesitate and say it – not because it’s just senseless, but because there’s a chance by saying it , it materializes into a deep truth,& a deep comfort for the one whose ears received it.
This is being present over perfect.
And that all matters .
New Occupation, New Name.
Chaplain Jennifer. That’s what they call me. I’m still getting used to calling myself that. I’m learning everyone that’s in the hospital is not here just for physical healing. Mental, emotional, spiritual and other kinds of healings exist, as well. There is in forgiveness, emotional pain, and other kinds of relief we need to deal with, in order to maintain the proper perspective. It’s all important.
Before you wind up in a medical facility bedridden , take care of yourself and get some daily and weekly self-care. Invest in yourself. It’s important for y’all.
It’s your legacy. If you teach yourself how to do this, you leave a healthy and lengthy legacy for your children.
Supplication. /Chaplain Contemplations 3
I had chapel yesterday at work , and I shared on the power of supplication. I shared from my book, Red Sea a Situations.
Supplication is that Dee prayer that sets your hearts desire before a living God. That deep, earnest sincere and affectionate prayer that brings you close to Gods heart. Taking our cares and concerns to God when we are burdened in a very intentional heartfelt manner, and rolling those concerns over with every fiber of your being is important. God reaches back when you take the time. I’m a witness.☺️God longs to hear your voice and your feelings about your life & even more, He longs to comfort you. God peace is supreme it passes all understanding. Don’t worry about having the rt thing to say; just say it,& talk it out with Him. He longs to hear your heart.
#supplication #thepowerofsupplication #prayer #chaplainlife

Intuition & Love… How Did I Get Here?
How did I get here?
Ever ask yourself that question?
I once thought about writing on Intuition and Love a while ago. But I wasn’t ready. I had to decide how transparent I wanted to be.
Then I realized that I needed to see how the two overlap. I didn’t have enough knowledge. Or so I thought… but I DID have the experience. I mean, this is hard writing, I thought… where is my capacity to speak on this?
How can I speak on this without true experience?
Then I thought about it. I guess true experience is the BEST teacher, sometimes. I had to go deep within myself to find answers, but I think mostly I had to ask myself, first – how did I get here? When we ask ourselves honest questions, sometimes we get honest answers.
I was in a relationship that went south. I mean all the way south. Like worse than cheating. It was humiliating. And I had to pick myself up with all of the dignity I had left and determine within myself and ask myself:
Did I ever want to be in relationship with this person again?
Did I trust ever again being able to trust this person with my well-being, my life, my friendship?
And the answer was a resounding “No.”
Not to say that person couldn’t change one day, but I had been in hell with them, and they basically let me sink to the bottom of the pit. People like that don’t deserve my trust. That’s what I determined in side. Even my dreams spoke to it. I mean, I asked God:
“Show me his heart.”
So check this out – Spirit showed me this – once I was still enough:
This was the answer to my request:
I had a very vivid dream I was in a car , and my significant other was driving the car…. (this was before all of the stuff went down – and you know I didn’t want to say stuff, right ? I’m just being polite.) – and so in the dream he drove both of over a cliff, he got out of the car and saved himself, and I kept drowning. In the back seat though, was the most kindest and most beautiful person I had ever known – my brother- and he represented for me: GOODNESS in my life.
I found out through this dream, God was speaking to me. Because Goodness saved me. And Goodness was what I had been neglecting in my life, all along.
So now here’s what’s true: Without introspective questions, I would have never kept my life so sacred. This sacred act of self-inspiration SAVED me.
And sacredness was what I was all about, in that season of my life. I had to find myself again. And in the true essence of who I was, I had to determine where had I lost my soul. My mind – where was it? My will – why did I give it away? And my emotions – why did they numb out ?
That’s what I did when I lost my soul, My ability to decide… I lost my thought life. I gave away what was most sacred – my own personal opinion and thoughts – to someone else. And THAT was NOT OK.
My whole life had been turned upside down because I put all my trust in one person. And I thought: ” How had he become my God?
I had not been intuitive. I had not thought about the love I was NOT experiencing. I just wanted to be with him. Not in love, not loved, settling for less, and not living up to my own expectations. Not , I wasn’t perfect, but I sure was using my best wisdom, sure wasn’t’ seeking advice from my smart sisters, and I sure was isolating myself from every one I lived. How did I get here?
I know. I ignored myself, my needs, and I didn’t listen to not determine what I wanted, and GO after it. Yet this perceived ‘failure’ was teaching me to respect myself in the future. To ask myself what was important first, then LOVE that, And only that, because it was God’s life first, and then my own, to decide.
Selah.
This is a writing on the “12 Gems” stories .. this one is on Intuition, and I am taking all year to focus on what it means to “”Receive” and basically, take a look within. To think about how I got to the other side of life’s circumstance, and really began living.
And so here am I.