I am looking around me and it is a new second. It is a new minute. It is a new hour. It is a new day. It is a new week. It is a new month. It is a new year...

There are so many things to be done. I have so much to do and I know you have things to do too. There are a few steps that we must take. I will help us get through it.

Number one, stop what you are presently doing.
Number two, take a deep breath.
Number three, relax.
Number four sit down, relax some more.
Number five, get some paper and a pen.
Number six, clear your thoughts.
Number seven, think on the things you wish to do.
Number eight, write down these things in order of time and priority.
Number nine, take a good look at this list.
Number ten, say a prayer of clarity.
Number eleven, get back up.
Number twelve, fold your list.
Number thirteen, place the list in your wallet or pocket.
Number fourteen, move ahead.
Number fifteen, do something from your list each month.
Number sixteen, when ... << MORE >>

It has been quite some time since I have written anything (for others to see). I have begun writing on a new book and I cannot get enough of reading (others works). There is such much good literature out there.

The piece that I am working on is different that what I have published before. It will be a novel averse to my previous book of poetry. For those who desire to know what it is about; it is a story of an abused man. How is he abused? You'll have to wait and find out... Laugh out loud!

I appreciate your visits to my blog. Thanks for visiting on today!

Let the writer in you come out. Step forth my friend. Share your thoughts with the world.

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I always tried to figure out why black men were not attracted to me. For the longest time it would baffle me. I dated a few guys that were black yet none of these relationships turned into anything serious. For the first time I no longer wonder why. It doesn't even matter anymore. I simply am very well attracted to white men and never have any issues dating them. Yes, you read that correctly, I said white men. Not that I feel as though black men are not good for me; I just honestly, prefer it. I have dated other ethnicities yet I realize that my attraction is truly to white men. It has been several years now. And there are many people who have issues with this yet I could care less about their meaningless qualms about my love life. I am who I am and that will not change until I desire that. I do not desire to change my preferences on dating; this is not an experiment for me. It is a lifestyle. By the way, my first crush (7th grade) was white. Thank you, Kevin for opening my eyes. I have never closed them since.

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I simply cannot figure out what you what from me. I mean what is it that you truly desire? You tell me one thing yet do another. This is all too confusing.

You see, baby once you start confusing me you must go. I do not fare well with confusion and if you did not know; God is not in confusion. Read your word. It is quite enlightening.

I am not a perfect girl yet I am not all too bad. I deserve to be well-treated by you (any man that desires to be in my life). Honey, you are about to me terminated.

Because of men like you; I keep my walls up high. Who is it who can awaken me? The one I will not shut out. The one I will not have to lie to. The one who will share in my happiness not steal it away. You see I am complete by myself. I thrive to make my tomorrow better. I educate myself. I study to show myself approved. I do not wear a halo; I just wear protective armor.

I saw the good in you and did not judge you for the issues that you had. Why can I not receive that from you? I have shared my interests and ambitions with you ... << MORE >>

Hello, everyone.

How are you on this lovely winter day? I hope all is well. I know that it is quite cold and chilly out yet it is such a pleasant time of year. Everyone, or mostly everyone is spending time with their friends and family. Gosh!! Isn't it just great?! For me it is. I simply enjoy seeing people out and about and in good spirits. I mean, I know that everyone will not be joyful and careful yet for the handful that are I am very elated.

There is one small issue; not too many people express their reasoning for celebrating the season. Jesus is the true reason for the season. When the three kings heard of the coming of the soon-to-be king of the earth, they gathered together and thought of gifts to bring to him. This is the reason why we give gifts at Christmas time. The name Christ is right there in the beginning of the word Christmas. And I know that not everyone is a Christian, nor do I expect everyone to be. I just wish that we would know why we celebrate and be respectful to one another during this time of the year and the whole year through.Life is hard enough on it's own so let's share a little cheer, give someone a smile and maybe even spend some time ... << MORE >>

Why must it be so hard to fall in love and stay there?
I mean, like really, why are we so difficult?
I know that I cannot just give my heart to any ole man I meet and I will not dare.
Months ago I met someone who sweep me off of my feet yet I clinched tightly onto a nearby tree.
I mean I fought and fought.
It was such a losing battle, this man had his grips in me, still does.
It is just not a feeling a get when I with him, it is more than that.
It's the truth in knowing that he is great for me.
He is my sliced bread, toasted lightly and I am the butter and the jam.
I mean we are not perfect, quite far from me.
But I know that he is my perfect melody.
The peace I need in the middle of the storm.
He holds me gently and talks to me firmly.
When I am down, he brings a smile to my face.
The memory of his heart I can never erase.
He recites poetry to me, the best poetry I ever heard.
He goes to the Word of God to give me comfort.
And he continues to encourage me when I'm hurt.
I really cannot see myself without him.
Yet, still I must find away to get out of here.
On yesterday, I finally admitted how I feel for him...
He became silent.
This I cannot comprehend.
I have been his lady and he has been my man.
Every single day he makes new friends and I do the same.
I am not a jealous woman, nor have I ever been.
But some of these female friends have 'blocked' pages unlike my male friends.
Their pages are 'all access granted'.
Now, I sit and I ponder...
This man has taken me for granted.

When someone says "love" does it mean forever? And when they say it must one say it back? Maybe it is wrong to not say it back. Yet, what if you are hurting on the inside; why lie? Or what if, just what if, you do not have the energy to give of yourself in that way...Honestly, I do not use that term too loosely. Well, I rarely use it at all when the company of others.. One may catch me saying 'oh, I love that movie' or 'oh, I love that song'. Though, not too often will one hear me say 'I love him' or 'I love her'. Its quite sad actually... It should be easy for me to say yet I must muster up the strength to say it every time; even if it is merited. I find that people sometimes take advantage of you when you let those words loose. For some they don't. Hey. I'd rather be on the safer side of caution and protect my heart. I don't know. What do you think? Do you easily place your heart on the table? Or do you stare down at the operating table the same way as I do?I find this happening with family, friends and other interpersonal relationships (boyfriends). If you love someone must you give them every inch of you? Must you die to the things you want to do? Must you throw your dreams out the window? Some people in relationships (of various sorts) need you to be there for them every step of the way. This is what I call the 'needy' person. I apologize but I cannot be there for you 23 hours out of the day. That is a lot of my time. I have things to do. I have to get to work on time (for I hate being late). I have to walk the dog before he snaps on me. I have to print out my assignment. I must drift away in a warm vanilla smelling bath. I must turn my ringer off before you drive me crazy. Honey, I just do not have time to hold your hand all day and walk you through your emotions. May I call you back at 7:30 pm when I have time to talk to you?I realize that 'love' is an action word and you must act on it for it to be real. One cannot just simply say it and 'shazaam!' there it is. It is manifested. It takes time and trust. Without those components I feel as though it would be hard to love. I do not want any of you to feel as though I am mean and incapable of love. That is not what I wish to convey in anyway. I love and when I do I love entirely and faithfully... Can you hear the birds sing?  Minimah BillingsAuthor of Not TodayOn www.lulu.com & www.amazon.com www.minimahbillings.com "It's kind of fun to do the impossible."-Walt Disney

I am quite elated right now. I've been like this for a few days now... Join me up on this cloud.  Minimah BillingsAuthor of Not TodayOn www.lulu.com & www.amazon.com www.minimahbillings.com "It's kind of fun to do the impossible."-Walt Disney

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Honestly, I am not sure as to why people wait so long to tell others what they have to say. Unfortunately, for my friends, family, coworkers and others; I say exactly what's on my mind at that very moment. It is said that it is better to think, wait awhile then say what one wants to say for it may be damaging and or hurtful. That actually may be true for most. Not for a person such as myself; it isn't. If given the opportunity to wait and ponder on my thoughts it may be quite dangerous to the parties involved in the particular event or dispute. I know "The Art of Confrontation" inside-out and I abhor having to use it. 

Someone had a conflict with me recently and it did not go as they had planned. Their hope was to inflict pain upon my vivacious thoughts. I saw in their eyes the struggle in the deduction of their word bank before it even came to the forefront of their mind. Their lips pursed with dehydration because they were upset and bewildered that I saw their exposed hand and flung it down on the table. The person had waited so long to tell me something they disliked about me and I, being who I truly am; laughed. "Ha!" How hilarious the moment was; I had already known the person's plot to harm me.   

As Christians we should be kindly affectionate to one another, in all honesty. Saying this I know that I am very afar off the island of perfection and I am in need of much grace. I have many friends who are not Christians. Some are of different faiths, sects, denominations and the such. Also, they range from Greek Immigrants to Polish Americans, Black Emigrants to White Americans and Asian Americans to Latino Immigrants. Immigrants are those non-citizens who decide to move into a nation while emigrants are those who decide to move out of a particular nation. These migrations are for a variety of possible reasons. My purpose in stating my wide spectrum of friends with different ethnicities is simply because even if we are 'different' and or come from different countries and backgrounds does not mean that we don't have the ability to get along.

Good People: We can agree to disagree. What's so bad about that? Why can't we just get along?

Let's start with the importance of education. I believe that it is quite valuable. We must educate ourselves to the vast ideas that are around us. They say that school is expensive. Is it truly? Is it not important? Does one not reap a great benefit from attendance in school? I do not simply mean school as in the formality of a building but in the stature and art of learning. One may go to a four year college or a two year college. What about those that attend the school of hard knocks? Some choose to sit around grandmother's feet on the patio and listen to stories of how grandfather and she met and what it was to truly love someone in the good old days and to sacrifice for the good of others. Others may attend vocational or technical schools. Maybe some may even take online classes and courses through their place of employment. Simply said: education. The art and skill of learning and retaining knowledge.

So, if one is uneducated than he is ignorant. It is harmful and quite dangerous to be an ignorant man in today's society. One may be content with being uneducated but it is not a good thing. America has many literacy programs and other mediums to help those who wish to be educated.

Secondly, let us speak on the sacrifice of companionship. Truly it is grand to have friends, companions and acquiantances. We all must be honest with ourselves; we need to have a shoulder to lean on and have a shoulder to lend. It is not complicated. We make so many things complicated. To be a friend is freedom. If you need help and there is only us here who can you call on if I refuse to be a friend? It doesn't take much to be someone's companion. All to acknowledge is a warm heart, a listening ear and a willing hand- extended. We are really one another's strength and shelter from the rain. We have the ability to wipe each other's tears away and to share love. Maybe you don't realze that I cry when you cry and I laugh when you laugh. Time is winding down but there is something to believe in. It as if there are clouds in the sky and a little portion of sunlight struggles through. It is okay because even if the skylight doesn't break through that day there is a possibility that it shall come through and when it comes through it will have power and strength. So, let us converse, eat and be merry. We can also do other things together such as exercise, worship and travel.

Lastly, there must be a little love. What's so hard about loving someone else beside oneself? We are so very vain and self-absorbed? Love is not to be sheltered but to be released and shared.

I was in the lost and found until someone accidently found me.

Have you ever been in love? I mean truly been in love. When the mention of his/her name just sends chills up your spine. When the person looks at you and you wish you could melt away. He/she simply takes your breath away with one touch. There are times when you long to be with him/her. You'd do almost about anything to make him/her happy. You constantly write him/her love letters. The letters you write could fill up the pages in three full length novels.You hear someone say his/her name near you and turnaround to see if he/she is there ...<< MORE >>

Hello, friends and guests,

Recently, I published a book (December 2007). It is a book of poems and quotes. Yesterday, at my former school the Student Activities Department held a dinner for Women's History Month. This year they honored female authors. I was quite elated to be one of the honorees. I have been writing literature since childhood and many did not know this because it was my own form of release from life and the situations that come along with it. I rarely allow anyone into my private life yet through this book entitled Not Today, I openly gave of myself to the world. I have received feedback from several colleagues, friends, and critics. In this entry of my blog I wish to discuss my book and it's purpose.

I wrote Not Today for those who needed to be inspired. This inspiration would come from me speaking of past relationships, dreams, and friendships of sorts. Unbeknownst to myself, Not Today makes people laugh hysterically; which is actually a great thing. I always wanted to make people smile not cry. On yesterday, I saw and heard how people found unreserved happiness through my writing. The expression on my face told everything. My cheeks felt rosy and I couldn't help but smile because others were smiling at me. 

Moments before the event started I had become upset with the way the day had been going. Someone close to me was quite upset with the idea of me being honored. They felt as though writing literature was unnecessary and it had no purpose in this world. After that incident someone else had made an ignorant comment to me about being famous now. I could only think internally that I was not famous nor was not wealthy. Different things were happening that made me upset. I had to take time out to pray and refocus. In all things GOD ought to get the glory. He was not getting the glory out of me becoming upset and allowing my spirits to be drowned. So, I thought on His goodness and I was lifted up back into a victorious state in a quickening.  

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