You are who you think you are

Topic: You are who you think you are.
Tiffany Michellé helps people with learning how to reach within themselves for the love they desire & deserve. She’s inspiring, motivating & as real as they come! Her positivity & loving words will leave a beautiful impression on your mind, spirit & your heart! Her books are available at http://TiffanyMichel-le.com. Please click the link to learn more!

 

#poetryshit

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Fuck that shit you spit about the stars in the skies above when we need to be talking about how these bitches I mean goddesses need love. Oh you mad though bro? Didn’t mommy and daddy give you what you need? Nah moms was gone and never even told you who pops was, did she? So now you wanna take that shit out on me. Ha! Isn’t it so ironic how fucked up folks shy away from therapy but are the most in need concurrently? I won’t exclude myself but you see that’s why I took up psychology. Relationships these days are the shit nah they are the shit nah I mean they are the shit! Literally! People walking around with multiple college degrees but inside they’re dying, handicapped by emotional dis-ease. The shit is mind boggling really. We live in a world tainted by unhealed souls begging for your heart as a hand out without the promise of reciprocation or self control. Fucking with these foolish mortals all you’ll get is absent intellect, a STD your fatherless seed can’t pronounce and no child support check. And that’s just from dealing with these males who mistakenly call themselves men. Let us not forget about the womb-man. Some of you broads are even worse. Less concerned with respecting your temple and more concerned with the next season’s designer purse. “Bag lady you gone hurt yo back dragging all them bags like that.”  Waiting for someone to come along to distract you from the introspection that needs to take place; too scared to stand alone in your own space. Why is it you think when you have someone you’re better but as soon as shit go south your self-security switches like the weather? Because you’re not! You live in an illusion girl! Basing your self-esteem off of a dream, a fantasy you were handed as a child. I’m referring to the lie they told you saying you’re incomplete. You were young and vulnerable so you made that a belief. Now you’re grown, so to speak. “I’ll be fine as soon as I can call him or her mine.” Are you deaf, dumb or are you blind? Can’t you see without self love you’re obsolete? Selling your soul for free in the between the sheets. The Isley Brothers were making love but baby you just getting fucked. Yeah that was harsh but you need to hear this shit, so imma give it to you raw and uncut. You’re not a victim, you’re a volunteer and you need to grow up. It makes no sense to be playing these games when all you’re doing is hurting yourself. As soon as they’re gone there you go feeling sorry for yourself. Why don’t you take a timeout and do what you need to do to eliminate self-doubt. Only then will you not have to fake like you’re the shit, you truly will be and you’ll have the internal work you accomplished to prove it, Just Like Me. 

~ Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

The good, the bad & the beautiful…

When difficult experiences arrive, Life grants us the opportunity to seek understanding and at times the best way to learn is to discover alternative perspectives. If we can change our sight in order to uplift our minds, we could see things differently easily. Practicing this is essential to growing and finding good even in hard times. When we attempt to find the good in the experiences we label as bad, we learn that it’s easier to control our emotions, instead of allowing them to control us. If we pay attention and don’t mind growing through the pain, we will find that difficult times teach us how to be better. 

Live long and prosper 🖖,

Tiffany Michellé

 

#oneLife2Live

I’ve lost both of my parents. I’m 37 and I live in an empty nest. Most nights I dine with my thoughts, cuddled up and comfy with solitude. Silence keeps me warm. Regret keeps me busy.

Some people don’t really understand the significance of time. More than money or any other materialistic thing, its what I wish I had more of.

We take advantage of the notion of tomorrow, not really accepting the fact that it might not show up. We spend so much of our moments chasing fantasies and worrying about the things we can’t control.

By focusing on who I’d disappoint, I sacrificed my own happiness, spending many years of my life living for other people. Who I was, was lost. My vision was unclear. I sit in silence thinking of how many opportunities I was gifted to experience life, wishing I could go back in time. To the moment when…

All she wanted to do was love me.

We learn our ABCs; we don’t learn how to be happy. Boy and Girls today’s lesson: How to people please. We are raised to be drones, programmed to live for our family, religion and society. We live in a space where people seldom ask, “Are you truly happy?”

My advice to you:

Don’t wait until it’s too late
Cherish those you love
Treasure those who love you
Live your life for you
Do what you love
Be who you want to be
NOW is all we have

Until we meet again,
Tiffany Michellé 💋

Books available at http://TiffanyMichel-le.com

 

Shall we be #free. Let’s.

Until next time,
Tiffany Michellé 💋

 

#RightNow

People tend to take advantage of the misconception that we always have more time. We wait to do things. We procrastinate. We put our happiness on hold. We put our desires on the back burner and we often leave them there. We accomplish milestones in our lives and tell ourselves that we’ll celebrate later. I used to be a victim of “later” but the more I learned to love myself, the more I understood that I deserved to live and love now. If not right now, when?
Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

#707 Shift Happens

I’m currently reading one of my favorite books for the 3^rd time, The Mastery of Love by don Miguel Ruiz. I highly recommend it to anyone who desires to see a heightened and an effective perspective about love of self and others.

In the chapter, entitled The Wounded Mind, a question is posed,

“How can you relate with people who are emotionally wounded and sick with fear?”

This question never stuck out to me in my previous reads as it did today. The word relationship derives from the word relate, meaning to interact realistically and/or an ability to relate emotionally to others.

Let’s venture off for just a moment…

Earlier this year, I began to experience a shift. As a person who consistently felt as if the cosmos was pulling me into relationship after relationship, imagine my surprise when I began to have no desire to “relate” with men. Every time I pictured being with a man, I would experience immediate nausea (it still happens). One would think because I’m bisexual this wouldn’t bother me but I began to feel very afraid. Perhaps this was my inner self somehow indicating that I no longer desired men and therefore I’d solely desire women. That would be ok for some but not for me. See, I like options; I always have. Although being attracted to both sexes has been strenuous at times, I love the way I am. I feel perfectly balanced. I like the way I help others gain perspective being that I’m so open, nonjudgmental and unbiased.

As a conscious person, I seldom go outside of myself for answers. I tend to go within to seek answers in regard to my emotions, thoughts and my actions. So instead of continuing to be scared without taking action, I began to self-analyze.

A Conversation with self:

Self: When did this begin?

Me: After the last relationship ended.

Self: But even after the relationship ended you had to have had a slight sexual desire for men because you participated in a single sextracurricular activity.

Me: After that, I felt NOTHING.

What the hell was going on? Why was I going through this?

After a while, I just accepted it. I’d see attractive people and my spidey senses would tingle but the nausea would come immediately after. Imagine my dismay; imagine the mayhem going on inside of my mind and my body. I felt like I’d been bamboozled, run amuck, we didn’t land on Plymouth Rock, Plymouth Rock landed on us! (If you don’t know that line, #killyoself)

Alright so let’s go back to the question:

“How can you relate with people who are emotionally wounded and sick with fear?”

Nothing in regard to dating made 100% sense during this shift. But the moment I read that question, clarity rang from the heavens. I am not single because I’m not attractive, intimidating, too picky, undeserving, too big, too little, too black, too tall, too smart or too different. After I read that question, it was simple. I am single because the people I meet relate to things that are for entertainment purposes only; things that lack meaning. Most of the guys haven’t been thinkers or readers. They’re caught up in the illusion and completed distracted. Growth to them isn’t about self-love, self-reliance, introspection and etc. Being successful is equated to how much money they have, how many women they can have sex with, how big their houses are and what kind of car they drive; without these things, they feel like they are nothing. I am single because I can’t relate.

I now know that this wasn’t a sexual shift I’ve been experiencing. This is much more than my getting nauseated at the thought of relations with a man. This was about my being so disgusted by my past counterparts who were emotionally wounded and sick with fear that I unknowingly developed a psychosomatic defense mechanism. The nausea was a safeguard. As I think back and am truly honest, I fell weak after my last relationship. I sunk very low within myself. Something within me had to protect me until I could do it on my own. I am now emotionally healed and I live fearlessly once again.

Until next time,

Tiffany

 

A woman in #L♥ve…

You’ve prayed for it

Felt incomplete without it

Experienced envy of it

Yearned for it more than your breath

Without it you were on the brink of death

Short of it, you have nothing left

I feel compelled to ask. Are you really ready for love? Are you prepared for the helplessness that hits you like a flash of lightning in a thunderstorm? Are you emotionally equipped with what it takes to be in love? You state you desire love but are you ready?

When I met you, you were the prototype of a woman. You were strong and well put together. You had an essence that was attractive and your energy pulled me without effort. The sway in your walk would make anyone salivate. You were tantalizing. But even the stoutest woman will quake in unexpected submission when she falls in love. Especially if I’ve made her back arch and her toes curl. It will be the scariest thing she’s ever experienced. If she isn’t prepared, it will not only sweep her off her feet; it will cause her to lose her most precious possession, herself. She’ll find herself questioning her security, doubting her most innermost thoughts; she will feel powerless.

This is when most partners begin to see a woman they didn’t see before and sometimes it will push them away. Why? Because everything that you were before has been either tucked away and forgotten or it was washed away because it wasn’t real in the first place.

Once the L word has been spoken if a person is insecure, the nagging begins. The mistrust begins. The overthinking begins. It’s like you can’t help yourself and you don’t know why. Let me let you in on a little secret. All of these are symptoms from the vulnerability a person begins to experience after they fall in love or gain great feelings for another individual. Once you fall in love, if you are not complete within yourself, all of the insecurities you tried to hide or were unaware of, will make themselves shown, front line and center. And they will hit you and your partner like a freight train going south. Your once “caught up” partner will go west and if your internal issues are not addressed you will remain smack dap in the middle…stagnant.

Most people didn’t receive classes on confidence while in grade school nor in college. Most were not taught about love and relationships from their parents or elders. Most people aren’t cognizant in regard to dealing with themselves, let alone dealing intimately with someone else. A certain level of buoyancy is needed when dealing with love in relationships, especially when sex is involved and most people are not equipped for this. Most learn from experience, some don’t learn at all and if you find someone who’s willing to take the journey of finding yourself without judgment or ridicule successfully and devoid of insanity, you are a fortunate and rare person.

The best gift you can give yourself is honesty. Looking at yourself from the inside out might be the hardest thing you’ve ever done but it can also be the most worthwhile. No one wants to admit they are not superwoman but instead they’re human. As women, we have been taught we always have to be strong, first for others and then for ourselves but that’s bullshit. Despite what’s going on in life, you must stop and take the time to look in the mirror at your innermost vulnerable self and ask, are you really ready for love or do you need to learn how to truly love yourself?

Love is

free and beautiful

Love is

peace and patience

Love is

all things good.

Until next time,

 

The Spine-Chilling Tales of Poor Sapp #Single-ton

“Tough world being Single, truly is. I have observed what some of my single friends and associates go thru and I’d be scared to be in the dating world. We have even produced events for singles and will do so again cause we know it is rough.”

My reaction after I read the quote above>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

 

 

If you’re happy and single by choice, raise your hand! (Raises hand) If you’re sad and lonely because you’re still waiting on Mr. or Misses Right to appear out of a bright light in the sky and save you, come here suga dumplings and give me a hug…Cute lil thing. (Cops a feel)

PSA: Being single is not like having the plague.

I was skimming instagram today and I came across the quote posted above and I must be honest in saying, the shenanigans (a pretty word for shit) bothered me. You see, I have an issue when people make being single seem like having a disease that can only be cured by another person. Why? Because while some of us are attempting to bring sunshine into people’s lives, others are making them feel less than based upon their relationship status. ✔ marking a box indicating you’re SINGLE doesn’t make you a poor unfortunate soul just as being in a relationship doesn’t automatically provide you with infinite orgasmic goodness.

Why must people continue to correlate being single with being unhappy or assume that everyone who is single, is single and looking? Some prefer companionship over a committed relationship, others might find joy in having options and some are perfectly content being by themselves. The preferences go on and on and everyones’ differ.

If someone reading this tidbit already felt bad about being single beforehand, they might just be suicidal afterwards.

(DON’T KILL YOURSELF!!! WE’D MISS YOU!!)

People let’s stop with all the “my situation is happier aka better than yours because …” ways of thinking. If it wasn’t the writer’s intention to make being single sound scary and grim, he should’ve remained mute until he figured out how not to sound like he was cramming all single people into this tight fitting, locker room stinky and spooky box. Different doesn’t necessarily mean bad just as being single doesn’t signify negativity or someone not being enough. Single people don’t need sympathy, we need healthy self esteem to be able to deal with the unwarranted societal stereotypes and stigmas placed on us by who knows who and who knows what.

So how about this, instead of writing about your cretinous scenarios of the single life, if you must share, buy us single folk some buttered popcorn, lightly salted along with some peach schnapps with a gigantic drop of vodka and tell us all about the delectable delights of your particular relationship or you can wait until we are all white girl wasted and tell us how rough you believe being single is. We won’t remember a damn thing ☺.

Until next time my sweet little suga pops!

Tiffany Michellé

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If only…

“If people truly loved themselves, it wouldn’t be so difficult to find true love.”
Tiffany Michellé 💋
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