Rage

There comes a time with age

That you will experience some type of rage

Burning anger that cannot be stopped

Making you go over the top

As a volcano erupts with the flames

Oh life can be such a cruel game

Not even water could quench this fire

Killing everything that's desired

Rage

A silly yet dangerous emotion

That fills you as the ocean

Drowning out the love that was once there

Leaving your heart plain and bare

Oh, rage! Why have you corrupted me so?

Why can't I just continue to live and let go

Will this rage ever allow me to grow?

So I wait for change

I wait until I no longer feel pain

Reading and writing to keep my mind sane

And allowing cool elements to heal my flame..🔥

A haiku poem🌹

A daughter is born

She blossoms in the wild

She finds her rest

The trees are swaying

As the flowing rain falls down

Tomorrow new day

Love passion and hope

Is like walking on a rope

Balance is the key

These are three different haikus I was encouraged to share. Thank you all for your continues support. I hope this provokes you to start writing. I truly believe there is healing in writing 🌹

A very short post😁

Hi😁

Turn a negative into a positive

Be strong and courageous

Walk on purpose and with purpose

And lastly allow your thoughts to be provoked by love

Bye😁

P.s. School is returning for many, so I will be posting more homeschooling tips for everyone. If you have any questions please feel free to leave a comment below.🌹

Bye again😁

If I Respire

Good day everyone🌹I wanted to share with you all a short post today. Below I will leave a poem called If by Rudy Kipling. Please read it when you have time. Time is a beautiful gift that is given and so many abuse it. So let's use our time wisely and breathe into someone today. Let's allow our words to heal and not hurt. I hope this brings encouragement to you.🌹

Respire: 

1. to inhale and exhale air for the purpose of maintaining life; breathe.
2. to breathe freely again, after anxiety, trouble, etc.

3. to breathe; inhale and exhale.
4. to exhale.
4. 
   

If by Rudy Kipling 

If you can keep your head when all about you

   Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

   But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

   Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,

   And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;

   If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

   And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

   Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

   And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

   And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

   And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

   To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

   Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

   Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

   If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run—

   Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Strive daily to live on purpose, even through the pain and suffering that life has to offer. Please see the beauty in this poem and understand that time is precious. Once that minute is gone, it can never return. It's now in the past as you continue to strive in the present (future). So please make everyday count and cherish the moment of time well spent with those that you love. Hold on to them and love on purpose🌹

Healing from abandonment

She wears a mask to cover the broken parts

Her face is covered in the battle scars from her heart

Shes extra sensitive to cold hard water

She wonders why is it easy for people to leave.

Why do we abandon those we claim to love or care about?

Why do we cut with words?

Words are swords that we use to destroy ourselves and each other

When I remove the mask will they still love me?

If I stop chasing dancing dreams will I be missed?

If I focus on myself, will I be able to heal?

Or should I be a cold-hearted selfish lie?

What if I stopped caring as people do?

What if I stopped showing patience?

Maybe I'm insane, I can't hide behind her

I must address her. The abandonment that I struggle with from people

Is because I have abandoned myself in the process of loving others

Maybe I should withhold love and keep it for myself for a season

Then maybe I can be set free from you the spirit of abandonment...

However, I look at myself

I can't see wrath in me

Even though selfishness wants to rule me

I can't allow it

So I must heal completely and continue to live on purpose

And be present even when life forces me not to be. Usually, I just run away but im tired of running.🌹

To my readers, I will be taking a few days off. I hope you find value in the other available post. Peace everyone and be present🥂🌹

3 months young 🌹

The Rivers that flow around me keep me still

Keeping me fulfilled while on this hill

Thinking Critically with words of wisdom

Seeking to become a kingdom

Having my thought provoked in the Kawaii

As I look at life as a safari

Walking with my Crown being fitted Essentially, by learning 

My Quantum speaks to my mind

While the color Yella brings a vibe

Mother Theresa checks on me daily

As I and Fabi laugh to the sound of a ukulele

As the sky brightens from the Nova

Every day is a day to start over

So, im going to continue to press on and look

As I take the next steps for a new book (😁)

My journey will take a lifetime

But with the support, I will be fine

So here's to new beginnings as the season's change

Looking forward to a new rain

No longer walking in pain

But understanding that there is alot to gain

I want to say thank you for the support. Without you all reading, this could not be. In three months there are over one thousand views from people who read the post. I appreciate and love you all dearly. Here's to new beginnings🥂🌹

The Storm that is quiet

At the tender age of 15 walking through a storm

The rain fell on my shirt, this was an unusual form

The wind tried to take me out

But instead, it made me shout

Screamed but the wind covered my mouth

This scream brought me south

In a downward spiral

Wondered why I deserved death

Because of the hate, I had for the storm

Why storm did you tug on my shirt?

Why was it so cold during this storm?

Why hurricane did you try to take me out?

Fierce was this storm that raged in me

Anger caused my death that day.

At 15 years old the rest of me perished

Before that was life's definition of a calm before the storm

I laughed hysterically at the thought

Calm is turbulence and turbulence is thunder 

The turbulence started one year before

Why storm did you harm me?

You tried to break me, but instead, I broke myself

And that's when I began to build my wall

To protect my all, and protect those around me

One by one the blocks started to form...🌹

To be continued

What is truth..truth is what?

What is truth? 

Truth is the present. 

Present, the here and now

Now, at this moment in time

Time, there is no such thing when in joy

Joy, the total opposite of sorrow

Sorrow, crying while breaking into song 

Song, the beauty of voice to heal 

Heal, that brings forth life

Life, that flows throughout my heart

Heart, the beat that causes me to dance

Dance, to dance with meaning

Meaning, having the means to love

Love, the desire to speak life through unity

Unity, an embrace after pain

Pain, is a deep wound that bleeds

Bleeds, the words that cuts, and bruise

Bruise, oh ego you must be still

Still, in the land of the living

Living, in the presence of water

Water, the curse, and the gift

Gift, the gift is the present

The Present is truth🌹

🌹Be present🌹

A picture is worth a thousand words

 

Can you see it?🌹 Thought provoked🌹 

Reaching the mountain peak

Sometimes in my dreams, I travel near and far. I've seen people I have never met, had battles I never fought, said words I've never said, and flew over some of the most beautiful plains and fields. However, in my dreams, I don't recall ever reaching the mountain top. I would love to fly up there and see the world for what it is. The highs and lows of love, the rain coming down and evaporating back up, the crime in the corner, and lastly to meet my Creator. To commune within. Expressing my highs and lows of love, seeing my rain being collected in a bucket, and my crimes. To have the Creator tell me it will be okay. To have my creator tell me that I am loved because I am a creation. To know that the battles placed before me are to perfect me not break me. To tell me that I am capable of loving through the storms of life. To be told that forgiveness is in me and it is granted to me freely. To be able to see what harmony looks like. To feel the breath of the Creator on my skin as the wind blows over me. What a place that will be, to have the assurance that I am enough and I am striving daily to balance myself. One day I will get there, until then I'll just enjoy flying for now🌹

Water in the desert

Good day everyone. I hope your evening is going well so far. I have been doing some reading on the desert and if it's possible to survive if water resides there. Here is what I found:

"Water flows down, so check low terrain. Canyons and mountain bases could be home to a water source. Morning dew can be collected with a cloth and then wrung out into your mouth. Just make sure you collect it before sunrise or it will evaporate before you can get it. Use cups or any other container to catch rainfall. If possible, a water-catching tarp. This will allow even more water to be collected."

https://www.businessinsider.com/desert-water-survivalist-guide-nature-science-2017-5?amp

This was a very interesting read because I see how this aspect can be used in my life daily. Sometimes in the dryest places in my life, I have problems finding water. It's there, I just have to dig deep or go to the lowest parts to find the water that's there. In this case, I'm referring to water as words. I have so many words, but at times they lie dormant. But if im dying of thirst, I need to search for water to sustain me to survive. It takes a while but eventually, the water(words) come forth and I'm alive again. So yes it's very possible to survive in the desert, I just have to dig harder for water.🌹 Sometimes homeschooling can feel that way, but at times I have to encourage myself. It's not always easy but I have to do it for myself. Well, that's all for today, and I hope I provoked thought. Remember to drink plenty of Water🌹.

Our homeschool day

Good morning folks. I hope you are having a great start today. I wanted to share a short post about what Mondays usually look like for us. Being that it's still summer time so our days are a little shorter. So here is an example of how our day flows. I have a fifth grader, a third grader, and a who is toddler schooling. 

1. Vocabulary words plus definitions 

2. Creative writing with the vocabulary words

3. Reading Comprehension The knee-high man Q and A.

4. Review of mental math two and three digit addition and subtraction, and multiplication and division no paper or pencil for all problems 

5. Science: Oceans and Undersea Life/ Art activity Q&A. 

6. Tot school Abc's and letter sounds, math facts. Akili and my numbers and ABCs.

7. Free play

We tend to start at 7:30a.m and go until about 1 pm with breaks in between for exercise, running around and bathroom breaks (mainly for me, my hiding place lol). Even though the sit-down work may end the learning continues by learning practical life skills. Once the fall hits though we go until about 2 pm. This is just a small example. However, there is no play until the work is done. I hope you have a great day and if you have any questions please feel free to ask. I have a question though, have I provoked thought🌹?

P.S. The photo that you see is from AI art. Just writing that sounds weird lol but I like it😁

Phenomenal woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,   

The stride of my step,   

The curl of my lips.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,   

That’s me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,   

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.   

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.   

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,   

And the flash of my teeth,   

The swing in my waist,   

And the joy in my feet.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,   

They say they still can’t see.   

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,   

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.   

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.   

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,   

The bend of my hair,   

the palm of my hand,   

The need for my care.   

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

I had to learn this in 7th grade and I never forgot it. However I never really applied it...Today I'm provoking thought for myself🌹

Late night creativity

In the wee hours of the night, while everything is still and I have a chance to think, or cry this is when I'm the most creative. Words of creativity come from my pains, my joys, and my tears. The pain that life brings, births a creation so special within me. Life has a way of bringing out what was once dormant or buried in you. I can't seem to figure out why that is. Sometimes I get into a space and allow myself to open up and create beauty from within. In my place of hiding are some of my best pieces. Sometimes I feel as if I should stay there. Maybe because I can hear my thoughts and feel the weight and power of my words. It amazes me when I see what comes out of me after I complete a written piece. 

Tears that I allow to fall freely

Seeing each drop as an opportunity to heal

Words spoken broke me to a kneel

That I couldn't see myself coming up from

I do know my tears are being collected

Being evaporated to be used for the rains tomorrow

To cool off from the heatwave that I have brewing in me 

From the knife words that cut deep into my side

Got to get it together though, so I can heal completely from the sorrow that Water has caused. 

For it is written death and life are in the power of the tongue

But for now, I will allow water to water the seeds of positivity that was given to me and bring forth creativity...🌹

Crime while homeschooling

Good day everyone. I wanted to talk about protecting our children while homeschooling. There are times when we go out to the park or on field trips. Being that we live in the belly of the beast (NYC) I have to be extra cautious while my husband is at work. The crime has picked up here, however, I stay local with the children. We go out very early in the morning while the day is cool and we are back inside before ten. Whatever playtime they need it gets done early because I don't have time for the nonsense out here. I have to be wise of my surroundings because I have to keep an eye on three little ones. My older two know to beware of their surroundings to a degree. If I want to go on field trips, I wait until the weekend and if my husband is off then we attempt to go out. For me, it's safer to have him present. I have boycotted the trains and will never take one again due to the rise in crime. So, we take the bus or walk. Being in this concrete jungle has been quite the experience for me, so while I'm still here I want to make the children comfortable. If they feel something is off they stay by me. Children, in my opinion, can tell when something is wrong. Living here takes strategy and awareness. We know where to go and who people are. I try to do things to make sure they are comfortable and aware, but not fearful of their surroundings. These are just some of the things we do for safety in our homeschooling. Well, I hope you all have a great day and I hope I have provoked thought. 🌹😎

Creativity, Cooks and Construction Oh my!

Good day, all. So yesterday in our classroom I added a C & C course which stands for cooking and construction. With these two courses, they learned about following directions when putting things together and seeing the setback of what can happen if those instructions are not followed. For breakfast, the girls made oatmeal with my help of course. They learned that if they don't pay attention they will end up with lumpy oatmeal. So they made sure to check it lol. With the construction part of the class, they learned that directions must be followed carefully because one mistake can throw off the whole object. We put a dresser together while my son made styrofoam snow everywhere. He did try to help some though. Here is a picture of the completed project.

This was not an easy task but the girls learned a valuable lesson in logic. How following instructions are imperative. I think we did a pretty good job despite my toddler throwing styrofoam everywhere. So it was a great lesson today and we got very creative. What type of creative projects do you have? Please feel free to share 🌹I hope I have provoked thought today. Have a good one. 🌹

How to Homeschool Multiple Children (without freaking out)

Good day. I hope you all had a great weekend so far. Today I want to talk about homeschooling, multiple children. I've had this question for years and I've followed others' suggestions. However, it left me feeling drained. So I came up with a strategy that has worked for us. I teach my now 5th grader and 3rd grader the same subjects at the same time. So what my 5th grader learns is what my third grader learns, but it's a review for my fifth grader.  My third grader learns what my fifth grader learns so she becomes advanced. So far it has worked because both children are prospering from it. My third grader still learns her grade level work, but she will listen and try to do the problems given. While they do their independent work, my toddler is either watching a video or attempting to hold a crayon and throw it somewhere lol. So this is the way that we flow and it works. Other subjects such as Science, Social Studies, Vocabulary, and English, can be integrated. I try to be creative in the learning process because if not we will all be stressed which in turn will create a negative environment. There has been an increase in homeschooling in the NYC area, which is a great thing. Some may be afraid, or unsure of the process. If you know someone who may want to begin homeschooling please feel free to share this post or ask questions below if you have any. I hope you have a wonderful day, and as usual, have I provoked thought today? 🌹

Courtesy of Eliyanah🌹