Nina's Evolution

The Art of Passionate Growth

Expectations and Attachments

Expectations and attachments are two words I realize I have held onto towards myself and others. I really hadn’t given it much thought until I recently realized they both go hand in hand. Quite the metamorphosis, though, recognizing the grasping or holding onto, succumbing, or even at times clenching or clinging to the expectations or attachments. Regardless, an intention is being made when the expectations or attachments become either a tie or bond ,which can also be liberated or freed. Once, the expectations or attachments agreed and/or  disagreed upon usually symbolize or signal an inner hidden need. What intent is behind the expectations or attachments, once the course or motive has been taken? Do the expectations or attachments signify a means to an end for one as to another? Could the intent be a direct force into wanting approval or acknowledgement of its true motive? Does the intent seal or amend what is within its intention as “an eye for an eye”, or ” a tooth for a tooth”, and behold what is truly within its intent only matters as a contract, or, a done deal? What communes the intent’s union within the expectations or attachments or breaks a barrier? Will reverence be a means to the outcome, and not be attached, or to expect anything? Instead, whatever could become expected or attached to the outcome; relax and release it within its own accord. Allow the freedom of its own flow remain open within the vastitude of its course.  Perhaps, upon the moment the expectations or attachments took this course; were they recognized as they are not invincible, but invisible at times reckoning the truth? What happens to the intention ? Does it become forgotten, or, was it an under-minded hidden agenda? Do the expectations or attachments intend on becoming reasons to forever hold onto or control what’s to become the course’s outcome, not ever allowing or setting its own free will? Whatever was intended may no longer serve its purpose, but stunts its growth.  Unless, the expectations become the unexpected and the attachments become detached. The two are nothing more or less than an act which could be willingly surrendered, or suffered through the uncertainty, the unknown, but,can become mindful of the intent behind the expectations or attachments of its outcome. The intent whispers just let them go!

I Accept this Award

One Lovely Blog Award

Yes, I accept this award because I was thrilled and excited someone other than myself enjoyed and honored what I thought of my writings or postings. Well, to tell the truth after I accepted, I started thinking what genuinely is the purpose of my writing? Hmmm, I’ve been contemplating back and forth on this question for the pass several weeks. What makes me or any other writer a good, average, great, superior or even a bad writer? Then, it hits me again;  my perspective on what I and only I whom believes a writer’s work worth is to my praising. My perception or introspection allows just me to see my or any other writer’s work only in my perspective. Because, I believe I am totally mirroring what I want being created and accepted as a writer. So, if I believe in my writing then why am I so afraid to accept a nomination such as “One Lovely Blog Award”? I will tell you why, because those nasty little demons pop up just like on our computers as being blocked images trying to stop me from going ahead and taking a risk. I know I have every” write” like any other writer to write what inspires and resonates within me; whether it makes sense or not to anyone else. Though, it must be written for my sake to move forward instead of stagnating over my thoughts, if, it’s good enough or not. I will not ever know if I will not keep writing. So, I accept the good like this “Lovely Blog Award” as well as the rejection. “Sorry, your work is not what we are looking for”. No matter, through the highs and lows; I, being a writer must not resist being true to myself what connects for me to write. I create the voice meant to be heard; but, I keep waiting and wondering whom will the bell tow, my writer’s voice ring, my hard written work endeavors lure ? Will it be a publisher, a writer’s fellowship or winning a poetry contest? These are the long sufferings I endure as a writer. I accept “One Lovely Blog Award”, because my fellow follower(s) find something worthwhile in me to say” ah, gee she deserves this award”,  maybe because I make sense. I believe there is a we relating as writers, sisters, brothers, camaraderie as well as colleagues. I accept this award; perhaps, my writing will have sparked another chord within me I have yearn to create not suffocate.

The rules for accepting this award are:
1) Thank and link back to the person who nominated you for the award.
2) List the Rules and Display the One Lovely Blog Award logo to your post and/or blog.
3) Share 7 facts/or things about yourself.
4) Nominate around 15 other bloggers and let them know about the award
5) Follow the blogger who nominated you (if not already!)

The 7 things or stuff about myself:

1. I’m a vegetarian and I love to creatively cook as well as eat.

2. I love being out in Nature; it surrounds me with such serenity and harmony.

3. I am a Yogini

4. Loving from my heart and soul; is the greatest gift from the Universe.

5. I love connecting with like-minded others.

6. I believe making a difference evolves and expands within me.

7. I believe in affirmations; There is nothing impossible within the infinite possibilities

I know there are several nominees I would like to see this award go to as well as many others please feel free to write a comment.

.Heart Shaped Eyes

.the editorsjournal

.Carol B Sessums

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.johncoyote

I know without every writer allowing us all to become writers as One. I would not be able to accept this award, because it is not the recognition, but what becomes of its creation which I believe becomes an evolution!

 

“The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a tellar but for want of an understanding ear.”
Stephen King, Different Seasons

May The Wind Always Carry

I sense a consciousness aligning our thoughts, words, feelings and expressions into a global catalyst. Perhaps, I am needing to release it to clear the air and space to heal our hearts, minds and souls. A convention or gathering of like-mindedness being true to our selves and what is yet to unfold. This morning I am needing to be One as I am within this realm to appreciate and connect with this never-ending evolving door.

May the Wind Always Carry

May the wind always carry our unheard whispers

to the unknown space; uprising, through the window of our very own souls

penetrating, bursting, soaring beyond their catalyst

Awaits a mystery; not hesitant to escape what behind its gates

Breathes a Dragon’s fire, flames fuse a spiraling cosmic coil

Boomerangs a jagged spinning wheel; retrograded cosmic third eye

As consciousness lifts, heralds radiant light; pure perfection offers a phenomenal world

Where no man dare seek, no man shall become the owner of his/her very own soul

The wind carries us further beyond our catalyst space

What Do I Write About

Okay, on my marks get set only ten minutes to write about anything. Anything, my mind has been awaken to since 2:30 am this morning. I have already spent an almost eight-hour day fulfilling it moment by moment with vitality. The morning ritual always begins with a morning meditation. It creates the turning points of my day and I get to see how well I am paying attention to what it is I am co-creating. There is a BIG vast world and slowly but surely I am beginning to open myself completely trusting it. I look forward to what is unfolding and manifesting into a world I wander and see as perplex at times. Though, I am only seeing the world as I am perceiving it because no one else gets to enter it unless they are invited. Yet, what the Universe does allow for me is to stay open as long as I can to enter into the realm where the work needs to be done and get hopping to it. I believe this is the best part about blogging, it allows me to co-create the world in which is welcoming me to be all I can be and share the love among like-minded others. I have much to be thankful for such indulgence to have such a taste of what its like to be awaken by 2:30 am to be needed by others and to answer their calling by inviting them in and rest find the peace, love, joy and care they are asking. Well, ten minutes are up. Peace!

Blogging 101: Say Your Name

Saying my name Nina is quite uplifting and inspiring because I always said my mom picked a great name. It’s sweet, with only four letters and it’s me. When I was growing up and still till this day; people like to ask me its spelling and how it’s pronounced, as in Neena, or Nina with a long I pronounced with a long vowel sound; if I remembered my English grammar correctly. It’s N I N A; I believe I was named after a movie star, Nina Foch. Again most people have asked whether I was named after Nina Simone, whose music I do love, as her rhapsody voice belts out “I’m Feeling Good”. She has clarified each time I hear this particular song how important it is I do feel good about; for example, my name.

I had a few childhood quirky names as well like,” Ninor Beanor “or Nina May pronounced with the long I sound, since someone goofed and announced it incorrectly at a softball game. This made my childhood friends crack jokes and laughter by the mispronunciation, so I became entitled “Nina May; Queen for a Day”. It was cute and funny as well and the name stuck with me; usually when I return to my childhood home, someone is willing to call me Nina( with a long I sound) May. The years have passed ,as I’ve become a grandmother who’s named by her granddaughter’s Nani; which means grandmother in some cultures. Although, I looked it up to see the Italian meaning is a runt. I am no runt, standing at a healthy six-foot one and a half and a little over one hundred seventy pounds. Then, again I like the Hawaiian original meaning which is beauty or beautiful. Ah, much better! I mean I want to like my name and definitely its meaning somewhat realistic as to whom I am. Of course, “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”, which is me. Another reason, why I like my name as I grown wiser I am beginning to see what truly does not define me.Though, it is recognizing the things I do feel beautiful about whether it’s in my name or not; it’s appreciating and being grateful for being present to who is Nina and her life’s purpose.

I like to summarize saying my name has given me more than one reason saying, being uplifting and inspiring. I love the fact, I am a female and my name gives me the chance to explore my femininity. Also, the female who appreciates the little girl as well as her Goddess side. I can be bold, playful, loveable, sorceress, temptress, opening myself to my feminine side as well as my masculine side. But, I am all woman, and I enjoy exploring who I am, being my best friend and sharing my name when it is said or requested. It brings such a graceful air, filling my self-confidence and worthiness, knowing I’ve made a difference to some one else who says my name. I love it, and wherever I am,  with whoever I’m being Nina. I hope whatever I am doing is bringing much joy, peace and love is how I say Nina.

Who Am I and Why Am I here?

Who am I and Why am I here? reminds me exactly the very same question I keep asking myself day in and day out. However, asking this question seems to be taking me to a deeper dive into knowing myself. The more I ponder on this question; I am becoming focus, self-assured and open to the many possibilities which could manifest. I am here writing, because it brings my true self out in the open instead of hiding behind the superficial being who has no idea why she is working for a retail corporation except to pay her bills. This is fine temporarily, because I know within my heart that there is a bigger picture and I want to be able to continue manifesting what is to become fulfilled. I believe who I am is the individual who is now listening to her calling and when I say her “calling”. I mean it, by paying attention to what allows my heart to feel good expressing it, and my mind clear with the intention my soul is naturally guiding me wholeheartedly. There is nothing I find more profound than finding the beauty in things uplifting, resonating and soothing for me to be excited, enthused and evolved by loving it. Yes, this is a good thing, because it now brings me to another level knowing who I am and it is giving me great pleasure in getting to observe why I am here. Although, it’s never ending; this will infinitely be a life spanning evolution as to who am I. will always be under the microscope of paying attention to knowing thyself ,and standing firmly on being who I am, with great gratitude for the gift. It’s why I am here is getting to figure it out and I get to do it. I”m taking the grand stand, the attention is on me and I can be as I am the very best. I can present myself as a writer the moment I take pen to paper ,or thoughts to words to feelings to expressing, why I am here is who I am as myself.

Being Grateful

This morning I finished a short and brief telecast by” Dream Work Play” who is giving five free writing tips and today’s first was to make a commitment listing five things to be grateful; which there are plenty but I was stumped. I mean I truly have more than five things to list as being grateful. I took a time out from my morning online ritual reading my daily tarot and moving onward to my postings seeing whether my blogs had comments worth considering to respond. I received some good mail which I always read first, then sort the other. I believe I am looking for a miracle or highlighted and bedazzled moment my writings have more followers loving my blogs. I sensed my feelings flowing to a lower energy which my cards depicted this morning from the tarot” The Seven of Cups”, which displayed a beautiful climbing staircase of chalices each containing a different substance within them. The card’s symbolism stirred an emotion within me of my choices I make and why am I  presently where I am making those choices. They are not as though they were good or bad choices; but I feel at a standstill from making them. This brings me to the reasons why I am being grateful.

I am grateful for the like-minded individuals I believe the Universe connects me and others to preserver our being our true self, and for me seems so painstakingly growing. Though, if it would not have been for the telecast this morning maybe I would still be stuck and in the rut I thought I was in momentarily. Instead, it challenged me to consider all the things I could be grateful for and not continue being in a funk. Finally, I removed myself and went on to do something more useful and/or soothing I like to consider for myself. Cooking is something I love to do and I am so grateful to be in a kitchen; I can create and invent my cooking skills. Also, it gives me pleasure to see my family very pleased when my cooking skills outcome remarks sayings” its delicious!”, the comments of oohs and ahs, and returns for second helpings. Furthermore, cooking is a stimulate towards my higher vibrational frequency because it motivates and uplifts me not only benefitting my well-being but my whole surrounding. Another reason why I am grateful, because I am doing something for my physical, mental, emotional and spiritual well-being as well as for others, and it helps me feel better. Also, my creativity starts flowing because I have allowed myself to remove or surrender from whatever state beforehand I thought I was in is no longer. Mostly, I am grateful I can write about these sensations and what attributes them.

I am grateful I can start the day asking for guidance to find what attributes towards my life’s purpose journey. I believe most know the quote “ask and you shall receive, ” ; once I started following through on being disciplined and committed to finding my purpose, things started shifting for me. Again, something to be grateful for because I had an “aha” moment in recognizing the shift. I recognized the space given I could create and empower myself ; was the same energy and frequency level created with those wanting to make a difference within themselves and others. It’s the bigger picture I am grateful, because when I stay open to what I am receiving more good comes than what I am was stuck on is no longer needed to pave my way. I can keep going on an on being grateful because one thing has led me to another. I can see the course my pathway is now going. My eyes are open and my heart feels joy releasing a better me being who I am meant to be and can help others pursue the sameness. It’s interesting how I  observed being bogged down comes through my thoughts. The thoughts are what makes a difference within myself and others. When realizing how I was thinking towards myself naturally affects another. My thoughts shall either persist as the good intended for myself as well as others or I can resist and stay stuck until I shift them and ease out of my rut. I definitely recommend finding what makes you being grateful.

The Divine Illuminates Us

The knowing who we are takes courage, discipline, respect, integrity and most importantly love which ignites our inner flame. A flame a divine light began so long ago from our past lives, we vividly know anything about it. A time and space created deeply and divinely by love sometimes forgotten. We became lost and blind-folded not knowing our true selves, because we forgotten we have a purpose, being created by light and love, a bright illuminated pathway for us to see. A pathway showing and initiating us to open ourselves, getting to know our selves, and allowing our purpose to take its place with grace. Also, understanding it with patience, humility, forgiveness, honor, and the things which allows our purpose’s goodness evolve from this light called love.

I believe there is a quote in ” The Course of Miracles’, by Marianne Williamson who quotes a beautiful quotation of questioning us who are we not to be to shine our lights? She goes on further in the quotation of illuminating the beauty we have within ourselves to recognize and embrace this beauty and not to fear or hide it. The world is awaiting to be illuminated by our purpose as well. It has taken me my fifty-five years to come to this realization and I am  taking myself to the next level; which I am sure will be spectacular, because I am ready. I am ready to go within myself and listen to my inner voice which is speaking more clearer to me as I sit quietly and meditate for my spiritual guidance to awaken me and light my purpose’s way. Yes, I believe there are other unknown presences who help lead me to where I am meant to be each moment I given my way.They are my guides who give me the courage and freedom to release my repressions. My shadows who keep my soul hidden, chatter negativity in my mind and my heart’s feelings clogged. My spiritual guides help set me free by joining me on my spiritual path creating and illuminating signs, symbols and other like-minded beings inspiring my created purpose being here on planet Earth. They are not only here for me, but anyone who wants to believe and is willing to let themselves be open to the many divine wonders that touch our lives and uplifts us to these revelations beyond our existence.We are given divine messages each and every day if we are paying attention. Though, we must do the work and focus on what our hearts, souls and minds are telling us. It the little things we don’t recognize as the signs or symbols giving us a nudge to wake up and smell the roses or hear the wind whispering in the trees. We rather look the other way or not acknowledge something or someone is trying to tell us and take the moment to reflect on it. Instead, we rather get absorb in the things that keep us from our purpose; like sitting on a  couch and watching the news bringing us more conflicts and chaos. This is only one example, keeping us held back from our flame slowly fading its light until it is absorbed by our own darkness forgetting the divineness which illuminates our way.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond our measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened by shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And, as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others”.

Marianne Williamson; A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of The Course in Miracles

Contemplative Thoughts

A good day of reflection starts how it’s honored. For instance, an early morning ritual may start as a morning meditation, yoga or getting a few thoughts, words and feelings written before going out into the world. Perhaps, there may be a pause for a moment, wondering what will be in the world and not of it, and a quick prayer asking a spiritual guide’s assistance in being useful throughout the day. Off into the world one goes noting everything and everyone maybe with some curious and contemplative thoughts on what matters to one, may not matter to another. Though, knowing one thing for sure what matters most to one is or is not as important to another. It doesn’t change the fact how one sees their self within their surrounding and what it looks like to them. Whether it’s being within an early morning ritual, capturing a sunrise, watching a flock of geese fly overhead, or commuting to work by bike. It’s the timing and believing with everything and everyone, aligning and getting one’s attention to the reality within their moment, and connecting with their message. A call to a mindful awakening or awareness which enchants or resonates with one’s magical moment. There are no coincidences; everything and everyone has a reason to be where they are meant to be when the moment becomes their ” aha” moment and it crystal clear. A realization one connects, honors and recognizes the many splendors life signs, communicates, blesses us in giving our gifts.

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What’s to become of Me

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