Masterpiece~ Jessie J.

I still fall on my face some times
And I can’t colour inside the lines
Cause I’m perfectly incomplete
I’m still working on my masterpiece
And I, I wanna hang with the greats
Got a way to go, but its worth the wait
No, you haven’t seen  the best of me
I’m still working on my masterpiece.

Strong lyrics- I can relate to so much right now..
Added to the playlist of my WIP

@ShashaSelflove 5/21/19 – Love You — @ShashaSelflove

I so had to share this, I’m still learning to do this.
If you get the chance please read her blog, I
feel we have been sitting, having coffee and talking
about things going on.

Enjoy her words of wisdom.

Photo: Linsday Land @WordPress It takes a lot of strength to keep yourself together, when most days you are being pulled apart. Whether it be the daily commute or the struggle to show yourself love – the fluctuating pressure has a heft to it. There is nothing wrong with looking in the mirror and saying […]

via @ShashaSelflove 5/21/19 – Love You — @ShashaSelflove


Webster defines it as
a play for acting on a stage,
a vivid series of events,
a dramatic quality.

Dramatic meaning highly vivid or compelling

D   iffucult

R   eal

A   ctions

M   ultiple

A   ttention

Drama is what you make of it, whether
good, bad or in between.
Drama will always be a part of our everyday lives.
They say the world is a stage and
we are the actors.

© 2009 Kimber Michaela

Being Away!

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and Happy Valentines Day!!
Shit, I’ve missed all kinds of well wishes, events to All.
I apologize to Everyone!

While I was away I’ve gone down 2 jean sizes *yeah me*
by the end of last year!!

What did I do, well having 5 teeth pulled on the bottom
all at the same time, makes your eating menu a bit spare.
eat on the through it. I have an out not fear of the dentist.

The other thing is Stress its a wonderful motivator!
The last 4-5 months of 2018  was a Cluster  F of so many things!!
My bi-polar doctor quit practicing abruptly, due to health reasons.
She had looked very tired the last year, but she was devoted to us
her patients, and pushed until she couldn’t. I have been with her for
11 years. Finding someone who took new patients and panic about
getting meds to hold me till I found another. I tell you this because
some of what I have written was during this time, it explains.

But the major thing, is that I am a leaper before I look! Run with my
heart and my brain runs to catch up and nine times out of ten. It
doesn’t get their in time but before crap happens. I’ve done it
more things then I care of count over the years.
I miss read a situation,that caused a long list of chaos.
When your in the middle of all of it, you can’t see all.


Their not around, but seeing what was going on. Still is a bit
raw, some of my writing during the last of the year is the
emotions spilling on the page.  Writing is therapy for me
it always has been.

So 2019 has started out bumpy, with my job and getting through
what dragged me down those last months. So I’m working to it being better.



So well see how it all goes.

© 2019 Kimber Michaela

@ShashaSelflove 12/21/18 – First Lessons

She nails this again.



There is nothing wrong with knowing when to toss in the towel. At some point or another you have to remember the saying, “you get what you tolerate”, and in tolerating someone has denied you genuine happiness – what are you doing there? We are often given the message that if you work hard you will be compensated for all of your effort. Not true at all, you are actually just given more work because of your mastery. But I like to see good people win, so let me walk this over to an angle that fits in my lens.

I struggle with my pride and humility when it comes to bowing out. Having had to step up to the challenge many times, the obligation has given me the experience to make a decision clearly and without regrets. And that is the issue, when I have had to painstakingly go…

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@ShashaSelflove 12/25/18 – The Traveler

Her posts I relate to on an emotional level at times.
Thank you, Shasha


Maybe there is no home, perhaps along the way you didn’t lose your way back there – it just wasn’t part of your experience. In a world where we are accustomed to partaking in a shared story of having a place of comfort and a place of origin, most of us do not share a place of destination. And then there are those of us that do not have a place to rest our heads, as weary as we may seem there is no place that can give us comfort. Past the border to exhaustion is a euphoric sense of comfort knowing that are no longer experiences, just encounters. As temporary as they may seem, each encounter leaves a jewel – twinkling in our memory are a sign or as a warning when a similar encounter approaches.

Have you had a traveler along your path? A dark stranger holding a…

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