The Tree Did Not Stop Growing and Neither Should You
When I say only the strong survive, what I mean is, only the strong know how to survive. You can be poor, sick, or disabled and know what you need to do to live. It is how you think as it is with all that we do. There are weak among the rich who are not strong enough to survive and they do not. You see it with the wealthy celebrities, politicians, sports figures, and industry leaders. Wealth nor poverty are the determinant factors in how strong a person is.
You can survive with little just as you can live with a lot. It is how you think that determines your walk through life. No matter the hand you were dealt. And you certainly do not have to stay weak if you find yourself there. But one thing for sure, which at first most might not understand is that you must have the weak to have the strong just as you must have up do have down and left to have right. Without opposites, there could be no life.
What I write is inspired by the Creator. It is a natural process, not forced or coerced. It is written as it flows into my mind, and my life experiences and observations of the wonders of nature are the foundation for my insight. I am on a mission to let how I think be a voice that has not been heard. What I write and say is what I believe.
My life has been a road well traveled. There have been freeways, side streets and dead ends. I have been cautioned, sped up and slowed down. I have changed lanes, merged with traffic and yielded to the right of way. I have been first at four way stops and the last to leave. I have driven through heavy rain, sunny days, and dark nights. It is after the darkest of them all, that I came to an intersection. I could pray on or move on. I now move with the traffic. I speed up when I can slow down when I should and pass when I must. Though, I am not in a hurry for life to me is not a race. We get to the end of the road soon enough. I made a decision to stay on the road of life. To take the off ramp is a thing I did not want to do.
I know there is more to say than what has been said. What I have to say is not academic; I simply look at life in a way you may never have. It is how I see the world.
I SEE YOU
A Road Well Traveled
THE BEAT GOES ON
Hoodoo is a form of predominantly African American traditional folk magic. Also known as conjure, it is a rich magical tradition that developed from the merging of a number of separate cultures and magical traditions. Hoodoo incorporates well established practices from African and Native American traditions, as well as some European magical practices and grimoires. It is often used to describe a magic spell or potion that also include conjuration, conjure, witchcraft, or rootwork.
The goal of hoodoo is to allow people access to supernatural forces to improve their daily lives by gaining power in many areas of life, including luck, money, love, divination, revenge, health, employment, and necromancy. As in many other folk religious, magical, and medical practices, extensive use is made of herbs, minerals, parts of animals' bodies, an individual's possessions, and bodily fluids, especially menstrual blood, urine and semen. HOODOO.