Thursday, October 15, 2009

FIND THE POWER WITHIN



Don't depend on anyone or thing to make you happy. When you do you give that person or thing power over your happiness. The moment they take it from you you become hopeless. Find the joy within you to make you happy and give yourself that power. Let no one determine your happiness and joy in life except God. Listen to people who will propel you unto greater and positive things in your life. Believe in yourself always. You are worthy ..........Dc Perez

CONGLOMERATE....THE WORLD IS OUR PLAYGROUND.....WE ARE ONE......Namaste


I want to apologize for every thought and every wrong my forefathers and generations before me did or didn't do because that curse still remains and until this generation is willing to break it, it will go on. I am not talking for one race but all races because all are guilty.

So I will start singularly, by apologizing for them, like many more others who are willing to do so, and open my heart and a door to reconciliation and the building of bridges, and boats to travel along those rough seas they created for us. And I say this with very good intentions and for/include all races that inhabit this planet.

The separation of the races is so intense; so many times you will encounter some people who continues to judge each other on their color, creed, class or status in life and shun them, probably smiling with them but won't want them to spend a day at their home in their company or the like.

Yes, racial disharmony still exists among the races. For me, I love them all. I see your soul/spirit, I don't see your race nor your religion, I am blinded to these things, Can you imagine being blind and not knowing color, simply voices, conversation, feeling people's spirit/vibration and judging them on that?

To some, it seems the more they see with their eyes, it's the less they appreciate. I love unconditionally, trying to understand one's mindset, the reason behind that mindset because most people's attitude were developed from life experiences; what they saw, lived and were fed. I usually meet you where you at.

People are not going to be alike and as long as some believe their race is superior than another, separation of beliefs and attitudes, and what we were fed/taught and still caught up in the hate/strife aura, we won't grow away from it. One has to keep an open mind, and even dialogue with your self because sometimes you are your greatest setbacks/enemy. It starts with you to make that change.

Judge me as you meet me, not on my past but my now. We are one, the only thing that separates us is our mindsets and inflexibility.

Truthfully, I haven't really come across many who treated me based on my race, in fact I had met many from different races who were exceptionally kind and very nice to me, I couldn't tell why, and never asked why, was it my appearance?

I somehow believe my spirit greets their spirit wholesomely and that spirit senses you, I've had many people pass me and slightly nod or smile on their journey, people I never met before, two ship passing by without words and you can sense they genuinely want to say hello. I am led to believe that good spirits greet each other even from afar.

That spirit meets you where you are at and I like that spirit but until we conglomerate and greet each other at where we are at, we will always be at our confusions trying to bend others to our liking or else.. That's a stinking, toxic attitude.

Have you ever met people in your life where you felt this inner tugging at your spirit telling you something about that person, you don't feel their vibes; you can't seem to pinpoint anything significant about them but your spirit just doesn't click with theirs, yet no hate.

I always walk with a smile and an extra one for whoever is willing to take it and share it. EVEN THOUGH THE WORLD may SEEM UNKIND AND CRUEL TO YOU, it DOESN'T MEAN that YOU MUST SHARE YOUR UNKINDNESS AROUND. No one needs it.

Though many on here are friends with me and I hope you haven't judge my friendship based on the color of my skin, my looks etc but on the genuine contents of my heart, my being because that is all that remains and is important. I met you where you are at; not your color, religion, class or status.

The spirit that lives in me greets the spirit that lives in you.

Namaste...my friends!!

Written by Donique C. Perez copyrighted 2009/10/05 All rights reserved

I SALUTE YOU.......Hear Ye, Hear Ye, Hailing all mighty men!

So many times, good men get beaten down because of a few of the unscrupulous men in the midst but I want to assure you that I respect your presence and your absolute existence.

I am so pleased with the roles I see many men/fathers play with their kids whether financially, spiritually, education wise and holistically. I am also pleased with the many dads who take on responsibilities and what you must continues as dads is to emphasize the importance of standing up to your responsibility as a man and father to your dependent, your kids.

Remember they were not asked to be born. Show positive examples to your kids and be there for them even if you and the mum are no longer together, whether through divorce or because the relationship simply didn't work out, so that they can follow your example and be better men.

I must stress specifically that I admire the ones who though strayed still remain committed to their kids in every sense of responsibility and I must warn some women that when you find a good guy even though he's left you or strayed and he wants to see his kids, please allow him to continue that bonding/connection with his kids.

Let go off all the strife and bitterness you may be feeling towards him, and think of the kids. I am not saying to go back with him but be courteous and amicable with him, sometimes we are our greatest enemy. Even if he hurt you in the past, a hurt remains a hurt only when you dwell on it; forgive, heal and move on. He hurt you; so what? Life goes on and will go on. Kids 'breathe in' what they see.

I say this because I'm divorced and my kid never knew why we split nor does he ever see us fighting over anything, all he knows is he is loved by us both and that's enough to let him know that life has challenges but mum and dad will make it right for him until he can make it on his own. I put my kid before myself because he never ask me to bring him to this world or mess we created.

His dad supports him financially and is there for moral support in whatever decision he has to make. I never leave his father out of decision making regarding his son, and they get to see each other when time allows as they are oceans apart. Sometimes we purposely make life hard for our kids when we get hard-hearted, forgetting that those kids suffer for our selfishness.

Too many kids are crying out for the attention of a dad, probably haven't seen them for as long as they have known themselves nor they haven't been assisting them in any form or fashion.

So to all the good men out there who do not shun their responsibility but are men enough to admit their mistakes/falters in life but yet face up to their responsibilities, kudos to you. I gently nod my head to you in acknowledgement of all good men.

Never feel belittled by the wrongs of the few. You are my king; I salute you, I cherish you, love you and treasure you.

You are strong, you are the authority God placed on this earth. We compliment each other in every way. In you, I discovered my femininity, and yes my masculinity as well being absorbed into you; your aura.

Sometimes I want to control you and you let me and that's because I want to tame you just like a lioness does to her lion but we both know who's the man. You give me my space, my rhyme and most importantly, my time (oh yes I wrote this line in another poem before but this is how it flows and I'm keeping it real:-)

You have given me an absolute reason to love you and the reason is - no reason. I just love you because you add so much essence to my existence in every sense.

A real 'family' man; in the home, community, the world at large. You are the glue to our kids future.

Never neglect your role and purpose. You are wanted, you are needed. I HAIL YOU!! I SALUTE YOU!!

This poem is dedicated to all strong, great and mighty men who stand tall (nothing to do with height:-) but your presence), yet hold your place in society as stalwarts in the hearts of your family and friends and everyone you have come in contact with.




You Are My Brother, You Are My Father
You Are My Lover And My Teacher
You Are Appreciated, You Are Loved
You Take Care Of Me, I feel So Loved

I Respect Your Fortitude And Your Power
Cause You Hold The Key To My Tower
You Please Me With Your Attitude
And This I Owe You My Gratitude

When I'm In Your Arms, I Feel No Pain
When I'm With You, My Feelings I Can't Contain
Only You Have The Power To Silence My Desire
And Make Me Surrender And Light My Fire

So Many Times You've Been Beaten Down
By The Others Who Couldn't Hold Your Crown
Because They Gave You A Bad Name
And Made You Hold Your Head In Shame

I Am Your Shadow, You Are My King
Though I Don't Worship You
You're The Man Of My Dreams
You Gave Me A Ring And Made Me Your Queen

So Today And Always I Will Hail You
I Am Praising All You Great Men
You Are Appreciated, You Are Like Gems
I Hail You, I Respect Your Presence

You Empower Me, You Protect Me
With Your Presence, Your Existence
You Are God's Gift To Every Woman
God Knew What He Did When He Made Man

Written by DC Perez Copyrighted 2009/10/06 All rights reserved

YOUR DREAM....Are your kids living your dream or theirs?



I've seen so many kids trying to emulate their parents. Is it because it's the wishes of the parents, or is it the career/field of interest they have personally chosen themselves.

So many unfulfilled dreams we have had of our own probably because our parent could not have afforded us and now we are trying to push it over to our kids as though they can fulfill our dream. What a very selfish thought.

Have you thought of what the kid thinks, although sometimes kids are very confused in decision making? I am not saying you should not encourage your kids to strive for 'excellence' but you must remember that kids have a mind of their own and personality.

You are there to guide them and mold them, however their decisions for life lies with them. You must listen and guide them, there are going to be choices and careers they may choose that you may or do not like but most importantly, it's what make them feel fulfilled.

For instance, I love music very much, like I breathe it daily hence I bought myself a keyboard and guitar with the intention that I expected my son to be interested in it also, though I believe it's a anti-dote for aggressive behaviour, as it may relax him as he is a very hyper child.

However the kid was not interested in either, his preference was the drums. I wanted him to learn the guitar and keyboard to help him relax but it seem he preferred to beat his aggression out of him with the drums. :-))

I say all this to say, though I wanted these things for him, it's not what 'tickles' him. I leave the options open for him, his advantage is that he has choices. I am here to help guide him and encourage him in whatever field he feels comfortable in career-wise or for leisure.

My parents nurtured and guided me to adulthood but in the end I became and steered after a career and path I liked and chose, what made me happy. They are not disappointed in me and even if they were, I would have to tell them sorry because that's the career that I like. Most parents encourage their kids to become lawyers or doctors or the like but everyone care not to follow these careers. The important thing is appreciating your kid's choice of career. I don't want to be blamed by someone for not following their dream and turning them into an 'unfulfilled' person.

The breaking news is that the field that our kids may choose, we sometimes turn up our noses at because we may not see them as top careers but as long as they are happy in that field. If they are, then that's all that matters. As long as it is not anything negative, I am going to stand by him and help him reach the heights of his heart's desire. Not my desire.

Written by Donique C Perez Copyrighted 2009/10/08 All rights reserved