Thankfulness.

Every single day I am amazed by how God truly loves me. The faithfulness of The Lord despite the many complexities of my being gives me a peace that allows me to be WELL with things. I still experience every human emotion, I still have bad things happen to me, I still make mistakes BUT I'm in a constant state of growing and my life is fruitful (& I'm not talking about materialistic things) Pam made a great statement tonight that she tells her children so nobody feels jealous, she said "Every child gets what they NEED" & the same applies to us as adults. We don't always get what we WANT but look at how God has always provided you with the tools to have what you NEED. Don't tally up the THINGS people have (the car, the clothes, the friends, the house, the relationship), you don't know what that person has been through to have those things social media is an illusion, nobody truly post EVERY detail of their life. I PRAY seriously that everyone can just mute their own thoughts, assumptions, opinions & be still enough to let God comfort you & continue to provide you with what you NEED. ❤️ Love.

((NEW POEM))

Sleepless nights Scattered thoughts Broken images "truths" untaught 

Angry voices inside my head the man that haunts me beneath my bed Darkness surrounds me blinds my view morning light the sky is blue 

Slaves of day the field is green No such thing as the American dream 

False idols new religions history aligning them all  

Jesus mocked guns cocked the kings crown falls off 

Black power black hate black cards black clothes the new black hoarse men riding by on dirt roads 

Silent cries Long goodbyes Or no good bye at all 

Pretty girl Little girl Whose dream to be queen still lives on 

Barely living Getting by 

Fairytales were all lie 

Now she wishes she could live beyond what's up in the sky ... she desires to fly She reads books & gets high 

Then delivers a message to the world "Wake up it's time to rise"

"Aha!" Moment. (This isn't a poem)

Loving is easy, what makes it seem difficult is us constantly trying to find "IT" duplicating "love" by comparing it to the past non-lovers we had. Tallying up the mistakes and waiting for any reason to not love is NOT love. I think we are made to be vessels of Love & love is heartbroken when misunderstood, mocked, and things fall apart. I feel love is authentic, it comes naturally like a mother loves her child. You aren't taught how to love you "just know" what's right. Love doesn't make you second guess everything, love needs no other confirmation it's certain like God is. Love is an action that's in constant motion, it is not SELECTIVE & it can't be controlled. Love isn't anything like "sorta kinda" or LIKE... Love makes you "judge not" & Love never dies, or lies. The irony of all this "love" talk is I think we've misused the word love and do things in the name of love way before we experience the spiritual reality of actually BEING "Love" or like Love (God). So, because I've grown into Love, naturally, organically, & without a parade I will believe others when they say they "Love" me because perhaps just like me they may have grown into Love too. Most of the times people "love=luv=like" me and things get difficult but because I've always Loved them I will forgive, I will not distance myself far enough to be unreachable, Love has the same number & is always there when you call. I really LOVE people, even people I don't like & that Love saves lives, lends a hand, listens, & prays, feeds, holds, cares. * I want to say thank you to my #1 Love,GOD (the perfect Love). I also thank those family and friends who truly love me like I love them. I knew it instantly because you guys exude love & are easy to love!... ❤️

Subconscious Thoughts From "The Heart" - By B. Ross

Oh bitter heart of mine, you lie to yourself pretending to still hold warmth but you are cold /
You desire the bliss of lovers yet chuckle at the not so happy endings / You long to be right more than you long for the light to enter the dark cavity of where purity once lived /
Fairytales of your virgin years now become the horror stories of your future, your heart no longer believes in "US" /
once sweet heart, you've dried and withered from the scorching romances of summer, fall winds sweep your cheek to erase the silent tears you've cried for me, & by snow fall you are as dark as 6 o' clock /
in the end dear heart of mine
you are left with only a portion of life which you've reserved /
you reject anything other than perfection and so, you are left, with only your God. Thank God He's enough.

A gift for Jill : Oct 2013 "Pink Promise" survivor recipient

This year Blushed by B.Ross launched a new stylish way to get women involved in supporting Breast Cancer Awareness Month. With 5 shades of pink nail polish we were able to donate a portion of the proceeds to a local Breast Cancer Survivor. In the gift bag our recipient Jill received an array of goodies including a Visa Gift Card & a beautiful mug with scripture from local business 3 inspirations. Below is the story of Jill, written by her daughter Brien who nominated her. And so it begins at a normal doctors checkup where my mom, Jill Hughes, expresses concern about what feels like a bruise on her right breast. The moment that changes your coarse in life; yet you don't even know it until later, when you get that phone call. Two mammograms, two biopsies, and an mri later, Jill knows for sure that breast cancer is now her new path. Very quickly there were many doctors appointments. Decisions like lumpectomy verses mastectomy and which type of reconstruction will be best needed to be made. It became apparent that although the doctors were important, it was more important that Mom did her research and chose the treatments that would best benefit herself. My mom made the brave decision to have a double mastectomy with reconstruction via expanders and implants. Her thoughts were to get rid of the cancer and the possibility of getting breast cancer again. As her child, I worried because this was such a drastic surgery compared to the option of lumpectomy. But I knew, although our opinions mattered, as her family our job was to simply support the woman we love so dearly. This proved to be a longer road to travel than anticipated. The mastectomy and placing expanders in went smooth, but there was another battle to fight. During the healing process infection began to set in. Mom spent an extra seven days in the hospital and had a pic line inserted so that she could administer her own antibiotics at home. Ultimately, one of the expanders had to be removed and replaced. More surgery. Finally! Two years after this whole thing began, Jill got her final surgery. Permanent implants to complete the process. My mom was very lucky to have chosen a plastic surgeon that was willing to hold her hand from start to finish. Through the frustration of this infection in which he was unfamiliar, he did not give up or pass her through the system to someone else. Although the cancer is gone, Jill s life will never be the same. Nothing is to be taken for granted. Through education, strong support, and her choice to fight, my mom has been an inspiration for all of her family and friends. Her best advice yet: Life is only ten percent circumstance while the other ninety is how you chose to deal with it. Brien Culliton

Don't Cry.

Ever heard the phrase "Don't cry over spilled milk?" then actually spilled a glass of milk before? If you're guilty of a shakey hand, someone bumping into you, or just plain clumsiness I'm sure your initial reaction went a little something like "(fill in appropriate curse word)"; but once you got a paper towel to clean it up you probably discovered a few things...

MILK does more good than harm. I've spilled milk and realized it cleaned the floor better! In actuality milk repairs cracked china, cleans patent leather, softens dry skin and hands, helps sooth bug bites, removes ink stains from clothes, polishes silverware; must I go on? This isn't a post on the wonders of milk but it's one to remind you that in life there are some "spills" that don't require a tear to clean up. Some people may come into your life and it seems like they are there to pour into you until it "runneth over", like a glass that's too full. When what seems like a mess occurs, you still have the upper hand to react however you CHOOSE (Catch this: I didn't say you have the option to FEEL how you choose, but REACT). When the "milk" spills don't make a huge fuss over it, clean it up, polish yourself off, think of this post and laugh because you're probably going to be better off than you were before! There are many surprises in life disguised as a "spills". Happy tipping! LOL ;) 

I am NOT afraid.

My people, 

Over the past few years there has been prominent clues suggesting us to research the integrity of our country & rethink the term "freedom" (FREE DOOM as rephrased in a Kanye West song). The fact that we have a sense of simple daily decision making freedom does not dismiss how we are enslaved by the political & media lies that keep us ignorant & misinformed or that we are thrown into financial bondage by outrageous taxing, interest rates, & petty legal "fees". The American people are forced to hang ourselves by consuming the products that they tax us on and with that tax the money is used for everything BUT the betterment of our people and the people in other countries. The small over publicized acts of "help" in other countries made by the government are most times propaganda used to throw off the true intent on invasion... many blame it on illuminat but no matter the cause of these sick mind games you can hear and see via YouTube & other resourceful outlets the cries & warnings from celebrities and other multimillion dollar persons who have attest to the greed & power those "above us" seek & have. Although all these things get us worked up and upset & were constantly THINKING of how to escape this revolution that is happening we must realize that every generation will go through revolution and revelation. Do not allow the news, music, & media destroy your joy or anger you. If you can't do anything about it PRAY. There is POWER in prayer. My hope would be for us to MAKE the government (everywhere)stop the making of bombs, & other chemical destruction weapons. Ban it ALL! The people will have nothing to fight with & innocent people can stop dying. The problem isn't the mass majority it's the few who hold the money & the power so I want you all to pray for peace & love but more importantly pray for the revolution to be televised because in 2016 we will have to start the process of election once again and with all that's happening in Syria and all around the world we need US in office. Real people, people who've been abused by the system. We need to get organized with one another. That is all for now I'll be giving more of my perspective at later times & doing some videos... Rem this blog is only MY opinion & it's neither wrong or right so if you choose to disagree do so respectively Peace.