False Evidence Appearing Real = F.E.A.R

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In my short time on this earth, I have never been afraid of thunder as much as I was afraid of it yesterday.  As I sat in my dorm room unwinding from a long day, the rain began to pour down heavily.  It had been about thirty minutes since it was raining and I was falling deeper and deeper into the calming sounds of the waters.............

That was until I saw the first lightning flash!  It was extremely bright; it lit up my already illuminated room.   For many years, I grew to understand that lightning and thunder were a dynamic duo; they went hand in hand.  Lightning flashed and approximately seven seconds after a flash, thunder would roll.  I then began to understand that the brighter the flash of lightning, the louder the sound of thunder.

I covered my ears in fear. I knew that the crack of thunder was going to be louder than I would expect.  Then it came! Cracckkkk Cr-AAAC KKK.  My window began to shake!  A shiver came over my body and a scream escaped my lips.  Me? Afraid of thunder? No way!  In no time, the lightning flashed again...one, two, three, four, five, six, seven (hmm, wait for it, wait for it), eig... and then came the thunder!  The power was cut and the rain beat down on the roof heavily.  This continued for around twenty minutes then mother nature finallyyyy decided to chill.

What was I afraid of?  Has there ever been an account of someone harmed by thunder?  Correct me if I'm wrong, but the simple response to that is ABSOLUTELY NOT.  That feeling in my chest, accompanied by the shiver in my spine and the involuntary scream is called FEAR, or as someone nicely coined the term "False Evidence Appearing Real."

Fear creeps up on us when we least expect it.  It comes into our space and has us to believe that we are in danger, we are incapable of accomplishing the goals we have set or we are just not good enough as the other person is.

Fear is a liar.  It does not speak the truth.  It has no place in our plans.  Fear is sort of like the unwanted wedding guest who shows up uninvited to the ceremony and has the nerve to come at the reception dinner.

"So what can be done about fear?" you may ask.  Face it, I say! Facing your fears is sort of like fear's kryptonite.  Have you ever seen Justice League vs. Teen titans? Superman was possessed by an evil entity and Robin knew that in order to rid the spirit, he had to weaken the host.  He comes flying out of the air armed with Superman's weakness, Kryptonite.  Eventually, the entity could not survive without the host's abilities, so it disappeared.

Stay with me. Consider the entity, fear.  He is upon you.  He forces you to do what you don't want to do and even DON'T do what you want to!  He tells you that he controls you and that whatever he says goes.  The kryptonite? That's you facing those fears! And that's also you weakening your own self-doubt and self-destructive thinking! It temporarily makes you feel like you are unable to go on.  It may even cause you to feel like you are going to die (because fear says so) but it's a lie.

Fear doesn't control you.  You have the power to overcome ANY and EVERY obstacle placed in your way.  Today, I don't know about you, but I feel like this lesson is for me.  Amy, fear doesn't control you; fear only cripples you.  Stand up for what you believe in.  Go forth and do what you were called to.  

I trust that wherever you are, whatever you are facing right now, you can look fear in the face and show him who's boss! Be blessed day!

Anniversary Surprise

HAPPY  Anniversary Queen  _________________________

Today is that day, the day I walked up to her and said “you will be mine” in the form of a question. Not because I questioned what we had going on, but I wanted her to say the words that were already formed, easily seen within her eyes.

_____ ________ ,will you be the bride of my mind, before we become one in body and soul? The one that i can hold hands with in the sun or cold?______________ will you allow me to be privileged, to shelter you from the rain and even treat your colds? 

YES! 

On this fateful day, 2 years ago, in a place most men wouldn’t want to go, I found the one to treat my broken soul.

A soul that was so oppressed into captivity.  Oppressed by the abuse that lies in the venom of the snake, that bit me as I lay, there I died. But ________________ grabed my soul from the grip of the snake’s jaw, and crushed his head with love untainted by lust. 

I never thought that someone I didn’t know had such a seductive touch.  This someone didn’t know how much I admired her secretly, secretly I watched.  I began the pondering of the notion “is this really my luck?”

 Luck that, such a queen would take the hand of the peasant that is me. Dirtied by my past love and tainted with the lies once known as “love”, filthy to the touch. She watched the rags that covered my scars, and pardoned me as I tried to hide the damage that was done.

 But today, I claim she is my queen, refined like a sliver sword, glittering so eloquently in the heat of battle, as she defends what is rightfully hers. No one can match her strength and valour, so of course she broke down my barriers, and laid siege to the citadel of my heart.  She conquered the Great War within me that I fought alone, and alone I thought I will depart.

Today I have no regrets of the battles we fought, or the hidden message sent via doves, but I do know that today of 2 years, is the time I have dedicated myself to my queen’s service. Others came and others went, but you’re the only one that stands the tides of war, the one who won the war. So my dear Amy, you are a wonder of GOD’S marvellous creation, and I am honoured to be your faithful boyfriend.

 Happy Anniversary. 

<K.A.D>

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If you've made it past the sap and have reached to the end of this post, you would realize that today's post was not written by me.  Today marks two years into the new journey of love and friendship with my best friend Kenny.  Although this was a very special and long awaited moment for the both of us, this year, we did not get to go out and eat out as we usually do.  However, I told Kenny that I wanted him to do today's post and share with my audience his sentiments today.  

Like me, this beautiful soul is a poet and a great one at that too.  I remember one of our very first interactions when we met at school was the exchange of poetry.  His words were quiet different from what I usually heard or shared but it was captivating.  

To sit and tell you about my wonderful boyfriend deserves an entire blog spot for itself; there is so much to share about how great this one individual can be.  I think what makes us even more special is the fact that we evolved; we did not run, stroll or fall in love but we endure this process of evolution. We were strangers, we became friends, we are best friends with undying love as a plus!  

I've met a lot of people in my life, a lot of which have reminded me of other people I've met before, but Kenny is Kenny all by himself.  If you're fortunate enough to know him, you would understand very well what I mean.  

So here's to us pumpkin head; cheers to our friendship and cheers to greater days ahead.  Thank you so much love for sharing with the world our story.  I love you ❤️ 

Mount Carmel Waterfall Visit

Have you ever been to Grenada?

Today was such a beautiful day on this island.  I have been longing to take my Kenny to many of the beautiful sceneries our island has to offer.  Last week, I asked one of my good friends, Dwayne, to take us to Mt. Carmel waterfalls as it was one of my favourite waterfalls as a child.

 I am a country girl, and I take pride in all St. Andrew has to offer.  Most people who visit the island of Grenada spend too much time in St. George (the capital), in my humblest opinion.  I mean, St. Andrew is booming with so much greatness and awesome experiences; I just wish that others will see it.








The falls was absolutely beautiful; however, I somehow forgot about the small hike that we needed to take to get there.









Allu shoulda see me! Lookin' like ah tourist well deck off in me lang fitted dress playin' I is some kinda JCB!

As I walked through the bushes, I had a thought: this is what our destiny is like - they are hidden gems that we must put the effort in to go the extra mile to achieve them.  If we lose hope and become weary, we can miss a beautiful experience.  Along the way, I had to stop to drink a bottle of water to refresh myself because the sun was scorching.  It was ideal for a day on the beach, basking in the warmth of the sun's ray in the crystal clear waters.  Ahh. I can see it now.





So yes! We walked through the trail and I observed the beauty of this Spice Island, Grenada.  I couldn't help but be proud of this place I called my home.  As I walked through the trail, I was happy about how safe these bushes were; it wasn't anything as close as mountainous areas in Trinidad.

I didn't have to be careful about where I stepped and I didn't have to keep an extra eye out for snakes - poisonous, slithering, harmful crawlers like Mapeperie, Macajuels or coral snakes! Oh no! I could throw myself down on the earth and roll around like a dice and just keep my eyes on the trees and the sky.  The only thing I had to worry about was getting myself dirty. but who cared?

We were finally there.  I heard the sounds of the flowing waters before I saw the coolness of the water rushing down the top of the falls and cooly gliding into the river's way, and also before I felt the rush of the spray hit my face - absolutely refreshing!  The water sounded as calm as it could be.  It was a beautiful sound.  It definitely isn't the noise I am accustomed to; it's not like the sound of angry voices or loud music; it was cool, and I somehow wanted to just stay standing there forever.

I then opened my eyes and I couldn't tell what was more beautiful; I couldn't tell if it was just hearing the water's movements or seeing and hearing at the same time.  Whichever it was, I was loving the both of them.  It had been years since I last visited this place and I couldn't quite understand why it took me so long to return.  I looked at Kenny; he had a peaceful look on his face.





"Do you like it?" I asked

"Like it?" He responded, "I love it!"

I could see the excitement in his face - this new experience was one I knew he cherished.  Being from Barbados, he was not privy to such experiences, I loved that I was able to be the one to imprint this memory on his mind forever.

As tour guide Dawyne spoke to us about several things I began to appreciate my homeland even more.  Grenada's beauty is one which cannot be compared to other islands; each Caribbean island in the archipelago has its own uniqueness for sure, but there's something extra special about this place I call my home.  There's a warmth you feel here that is not quite felt in other places.  It is my desire to put my own theory to the test as I continue to visit other islands.

If you are outside of the Caribbean, I encourage you to come visit. You won't regret the experience.  However, your visit to the Caribbean will be incomplete and maybe also become invalid if you leave the Caribbean without visiting the island of Grenada.

"In the blue Caribbean sea lies a gem for all to see. In a warm and sunny clim' is Grenada land of mine. I love Grenada, my home Grenada - the land of beauty, friendship, love and peace."

NOTE: * JCB - abbreviation for 'Just Come Back' which is a colloquial term used to describe someone who is returning to his/her homeland after spending time abroad.