Out Of Time

 

She crumbled to the ground. Her beautiful once pristine white wings now
hung in tattered and torn pieces. She hung her head trying to hide the
pain and sorrow ripping her to shreds on the inside. Her tears mixed
with the pouring rain but even that couldn't wash away the sorrow that
was now engulfing her like a cocoon.

She didn't need to look up
to know that the clock had stopped ticking. She had ran out of time.
Michael had warned her. She had known the consequences and still she had
tried to rescue Lucifer from the darkness. No matter how hard she had
tried though Lilith had won. Lucifer would never again know light and
she would forever be doomed to love an angel she could never have.

Male Belly Dancer

I have always been fascinated by belly dancing and I had always only seen women doing it. I had never seen or heard of a male doing it. I tell you this man can put some women to shame with his moves. 😁😁😁

Give it a watch and have you ever thought of learning this type of dance just to learn or to use it as a form of fitness? 

The Key

 

She had
to find it. It was the answer to everything. It was the one thing that
could guarantee her escape, her way home. It would allow her to flee the
gilded prison that the Hare and Mad Hatter kept her locked in.

She
inched closer and closer. They wouldn't have been so naive as to leave
it in plan sight for me, now would they? Her heart rate skyrocketed. It
had been so long since she'd seen the outside world, that quite honestly
she almost forgot it existed.

Were her parents even still looking for her? Or had they given up all hope that she would ever return?

It
was cold to the touch but it was real. She squeezed it so tight it left
indents in her palm but she didn't care. That pain would fade all too
quickly. A tear escaped glistening on her cheek. All was not lost after
all.

Come First Light

 

Just before daybreak, in the wee hours of dusk, the crow visited him
every morning. He always came asking the scarecrow the same thing, "Are
you ready to my Queen's bidding?"

Tht answer was always the same. That is until this morning when the crow hovered ever so close to him.

"Only if she agrees to be my bride."

The
crow was speechless. He should have been able to return to his Queen
and report back as usual. No, the condemned man turned scarecrow more
than a century ago had to go and change the damn game. His wings beat
furiously at the fresh morning air as he flew to report something that
had never been asked before.

Looking Within

The mirror is just an object, it's not supposed to be a weapon of self destruction but many times that is the role it plays out in different peoples lives.

I have never enjoyed mirror gazing, standing before it for hours on end trying different clothes on or finding different ways to look. And I think a big part of this, is because I learned to start hating my body and my looks at a young age because I developed very young. For a very long time I felt that my body caused my sexual abuse. I know it caused me mental, emotional abuse by my mother and others because she was always jealous of how I looked, how men looked at me. It has taken me years upon years to admit these things even to myself let alone being open about it.And to a point it is still hard to accept those facts and know it wasn't my fault how others treated me and reacted to me at that time in my life.

For a lot of years after I grew up and left home I didn't struggle with body image, self confidence, weight. But there came a point in my life where genetics started playing a role. On both sides of my family depression plays a major role. A lot of the adults on both sides of my family lines deal with addictions, compulsive behavior, mental illness. For the most part I have been lucky and been able to deal with my depression by using herbal supplements such as Saint Johns Wort but I have also come to learn and realize that for me depression is something I will have to deal with for the rest of my life.

I have struggled with my weight for over a decade and in these later years it's getting worse, the yo-yoing. But right now I believe the best course of action for me is to learn how to have a healthy relationship with food before concentrating on weight loss. If I don't learn how to do this no matter how I try to lose the weight it wont happen or become a lifestyle change for me.

So how do I intend to do this?

1. Weigh in only 3 times a month- beginning, middle, end

2. Stop tracking my calories, carbs, proteins, fats and so forth

3. Quit viewing food as the enemy, as good or bad

4. Work on getting more sleep

5. Work on drinking more water in some shape or form

6. Stop working out or stressing over working out and just aim for more physical activity

7. Moderation is still key as well as portion sizing

8. I will still log everything I eat and drink on a daily basis as well as the times I eat and drink

9. Every time I catch myself worrying over my weight, that I need to obsess over the micros and so forth redirect my thinking elsewhere

10. Make sure I journal

Right now I think this is enough of a step in the right direction.

Humor Me Monday

Photography

I love taking pictures. It has always been a past time of mine.

This is an early evening pic taken from my front porch.

Added To My Collection

I can't wait for season 2 to come to Netflix.