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The Harmful Effects Caused From The Opinions Of Others.

My first real informative memory of opinion outside my home life was my being held back in 1st grade & the humiliation is suffered with the same first grade teacher & on the playground with my peers.  I was teased, made fun of & called a lot of hurtful names for being stupid, retreating me to a place of make believe & isolation.  They must have been true if my entire educational system believed this of me, handicapping my entire school experience from there on out.  You would never know this now by meeting me today, what I had suffered from as a child.

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The Virus Of Hate

It saddens me deeply that this human infectious disease & infestation of HATRED is overpopulating this world more than any other virus on this planet.  The numbers of this man made pathogen are frightening me more than any of the numbers associated with Mother Natures illnesses.  If nature can have a cure for everything it produces, why  aren’t we as humans desperately trying to find the cure or remedy within our own twisted fucked up ways & eradicate what is ultimately killing all of us again & again over time.

The Human Spirit Is The Most Remarkable Warrior

I have suffered many forms of this abuse throughout my life, causing me to question the lack of love & self worth I once had.  In some unconscious capacity, I believed I deserved to be treated in this destructive manner, being adopted, feeling so unlovable & not being able to actually see the marks of abuse upon my skin but rather feel them in the deepest places of my psyche.  My earliest form of love came at the hands of my adopted narcissistic mother, so knowing any differently was never my option, till much later in life when I met my now husband.

BYE 40lisha HELLO 50lishious

My 40 year decade is now coming to its official closing ceremony as I hit the 50 mark tomorrow, which I have to say I’m beyond thrilled about.  These last 10 years have given me more lessons, wisdom and gifts ( which while going through let’s be honest at times I could never understand )Continue reading “BYE 40lisha HELLO 50lishious”

I AM A TEDX DETROIT EXHIBITOR

I have had some good odds of luck lately, call it planetary favoritism you might say in my chart of Scorpio. Last month for shits and giggles I applied for a slot at the TEDX DETROIT LAB that is an exhibit part of the show, showcasing all kinds of artist and vendors, picking me toContinue reading “I AM A TEDX DETROIT EXHIBITOR”

IM ON A ROLL WITH BEADS….

  I’ve always been a story teller, creating a flow of verbal energy in a positive way for the vibrational effect with others..As a child, i think I teetered between a Marcie made fantasy place I sought as refuge from the real world and the realistic ideology of a struggling kid that just wanted to connect and find somewhere to plug into (effectsContinue reading “IM ON A ROLL WITH BEADS….”

Podcast fun with crystals and friendship!

yesterday I had the pleasured gift of being asked to be apart of my friends podcast GROW YOUR GURU, who is a psychotherapist for 27 years, an Imago therapist (relationship and communication expert), and a Robbins-Madanes Strategic Intervention Life Coach.. We explored together my journey through being a crystal lover to entering the realm of becomingContinue reading “Podcast fun with crystals and friendship!”

the ENERGY to heal..

What do you think prevents people from healing their inner being and doing the work to allow for a healthier, happier transformation of self? At what point do you think you yourself should be the blame for where you are at, for what you are currently doing and how it is effecting your over all care to the mind, body and spiritContinue reading “the ENERGY to heal..”

My Real Father’s Day.

It was in that dreadful moment that I wasn’t chosen & disregarded that I realized I had to literally begin to mourn the loss of my living father who metaphorically died that day as my dad.  I was horribly criticized by the flying monkeys of my narcissistic mother & ostracized from this family for apparently abandoning my “parents”, even though it was them who let me go that day.  They remain toxically comfortable in their victim mentality, using the story of their own distorted truth to narrate the fucked up dynamics of their broken family.

whats your price for fashion and pain?

I tried on a pair of Jimmy CHoo high heeled sandals last week for shits and giggles because they happened to be my size (5) and were a snake skin iridescent goldish color that where tantalizing to my eyes..truthfully I put them on because I wanted to see what the big fucking deal was about such expensive shoes.. i put them onContinue reading “whats your price for fashion and pain?”

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