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Yesterday I had a loud thought. It was recognizable and had happened plenty of times but yesterday I decided to listen out loud. Now, this may sound–well I don’t know how it sounds; it happened. God spoke to me. It was the continuation of talk that began with me the moment I was born. It’s just a few years recent that I was delivered to hear that of which. It’s super hard to describe. It leaves you feeling super high. A natural HIGH. Whenever this experience takes place, it feels like I can take on the world. Does that really mean take on the world? No, certainly not, but it does mean that I already have what I need to progress in the life that is meant for me. How do I know this? Because I can feel it and see it and now share it. Ironically, the experience sounds similar to the high I experienced in the past living with Bipolar.
But this is different. Profoundly different.
Because of this voice, I have gotten to know myself again. It has allowed me to re-enter a personal growth mindset, a passion for learning and this lesson is all about “bringing it down a notch.”
The short version is best explained as I wish I had known then what I know now. Sound familiar? Well, the fact is I know now what I didn’t know then. When we listen, we learn. While life has me fighting against so many odds, I am somehow still alive and it feels amazing to have been blessed with such mercy. I may not be a guru of any kind; however, I am being led to the sharing of lessons I’ve learned along the way.
Here’s what’s so funny. Until now, I have been trying to figure out how to build a bigger following? How do I get people to take me seriously and more importantly, how can I get people to want to get to know me?Well, according to most branding, startup business videos, blogs, etc., I’ve been researching, these questions to self are more common than not. Truth is, the only time I feel like I am enough is when I hear the message and yes I understand how odd that may seem to some. It is what it is. I am a work in progress and my self-esteem, confidence and self-worth still get tested at times.
Let me put it this way, we all have this capability. We can all live purposed, fulfilling lives. To whom shall your life be fulfilling to/for? I had to ask myself that question over and over because something just wasn’t right. Keep reading…
Back to bringing it down a notch; I am learning: 1. I don’t have to go so hard for people to know who I am. 2. I accept the fact that some reading this may not be interested in getting to know me at all. 3. It’s okay if I am not as popular on social media. And lastly, 4. It’s okay for me to still be me; a servant of God.
I can now say with confidence that I am living my dreamed life. A dreamed life I wasn’t confident of before. I am a storyteller and these are the lessons of my story. If I can be living proof of how He will do it then I know it has all been His will.
Here is a piece I hope you enjoy. As always, I thank you for visiting and your likes, shares and comments are appreciated.
A busy mind leads me to exhaustion.
A broken body exhausts me just as much.
At the end of the day, I yearn for a satisfying reasoning why.
Achy fingers and feet to painful to touch.
No one knows me, No one cares and yet I still work towards that unknown life.
A life to be free. Free to live. Free to need. Free to want. Free to help.
So that becomes the answer. A satisfying reason to my why.
Time makes things happen. When time is of its essence, the power then becomes yours. If time did not exist; neither did you.
Have you ever noticed that, if it weren’t for time spent doing something, whatever that is, it’s not until then that you know or not know.
I spent all my life running toward what I believed to be the good life. Success, riches, love…Really?
I spent all my life running away from darkness, pain, defeat. It wasn’t until my moments of stillness, that I became enriched with the knowing and that of the not knowing for which I was running.
Time revealed I was running. He granted me time. To gain an understanding of my existence, belonging to be mine. Time is the gift and that of what I’ve become. By which time is the reward. Including the effort, the running, all that was hard. The reward to myself, the reward to those around me, the reward reverted back to him, that of ME.
Thank you is all I can give; at least I thought. I thought wrong. How is that possible? Because without the understanding of time, it’s difficult to understand anything else.
Hey guys, I know it has been forever since my last post but I promise it was all worth it. I needed to take some time to focus in on ME. I was feeling a little misguided and it caused me to panic. I have a high level of anxiety that I am working out now.
Anyhow, I decided to share what my life has been like living with Peripheral Neuropathy and how my dreams are really coming true. Seriously!
Finding My Purpose
Yesterday, I remember wanting to seek out a reason why I was so hesitant to video stream a message of hope. Today, I’ve learned that I am still a work in progress and until I build that confidence, I can still share with you.
As I am in self-reflection mode, getting to know the real me; I think I love myself. I love ME! This may sound silly but I don’t recall a single time I may have felt that way about myself. Maybe some of you know just what I’m talking about. I used to did shit for people all the time. I simply did it just because. I helped anyone in any way I could because it took the focus off of myself. I really loved helping and although help was available to me as well; I couldn’t see it.
Life is not about what you want it to be; it’s about what you make it to be.
I decided to share my story because I hope to help someone who may need to hear it. Someone who needs to know that they are truly not alone. There are all types of support available if you just open your heart and your mind to it. Simple right? Hell no, it wasn’t; my life has been brutal. There were challenges I never would have wished on anyone. So I am here today to share with you how I found my purpose.
Here and you can comment or ask questions, offer suggestions or share an experience you would like to hear a different point of view from me. Someone who has been there and done that with a lot of different topics. (Not ALL topics but MANY)
I started a support group but we more than just an offering of support; it is a place where we share a terrible commonality and we share our experiences living in chronic pain provide different perspectives of a subject. My goal was to create a virtual meeting place where we could discuss ourselves and it then becomes a positive distraction. It allows us to vent and listen to others. In fact, most of the time during our one hour meets, we aren’t focused on our pain. Very importantly, we respect our individual views and interpretations.
It feels great to be meeting so many beautiful people who just need a little extra support.
So here’s a question. We love others right? Some unconditionally, but how many of us actually love ourselves. How many of you ever took the time to get to know yourselves as an adult. I think its safe to say that your not the same at age 27 that you were when you were 13. Most anyways. 🙂 It’s a fascinating experience when you take some time to reflect on your likes and dislikes, your morale, your beliefs. As we go through life we learn new things damn near everyday. We grow.
I can’t wait to share the process of finding my purpose. This will include my experiences with Chronic Pain/Illness (includes depression), my 20+ jobs, love & relationships, family, self-image and much more. So if you are in a place in life that you are not satisfied with, I will share how I completely turned my life into what I wanted it to be. Join me next time as I share some serious lessons learned and how they relate to who I am today.
Blessings to you all! Remember to keep loving yourselves.
Hey guys, I have been contemplating on starting a GoFundMe in order to assist in the purchase of a motorized wheelchair. Today I am sharing the link. Yes, I have decided to take the leap of faith and ASK for help. If you can help share the link I would be grateful. Any donations made are greatly appreciated!
Thank you in advance and stay tuned for more written pieces from me. Blessings to you all 😊
Hey guys, I have decided to share this piece which was written just a short time ago and published on a fellow blog. Feel free to share your found TRIUMPHS! We all have them within us and I bet you do too.
When life has you feeling defeated; What do you do?
My name is Kashinda and becoming disabled, I never imagined having to adjust my life for anything other than my daughter. My entire adult life has always been about parenting. I raised my daughter, Asia now age 21 years old, as a single mother and for many others like us, it has been quite the journey. I’m sure many would agree that life is unpredictable and there are many challenges, obstacles that we never expect to take place. As the saying goes, “Never say never.”
We as parents must learn to adapt to any situation placed before us despite our knowledge thereof, we strive to protect our young.
I have always had to adapt. I went from being a hard working single mom to a vulnerable, sickly woman. My daughter witnessed a decline in her mother’s health that resulted in a drastic change in our lives’.
A benign, yet aggressive brain tumor shook our world. Before its finding, I experienced many disabling physical and mental changes. I was grateful when the tumor was finally detected after two years of medical mystery. I was bed ridden, my days were spent in an intolerable amount of bodily pain and my nights were spent in tears wondering why. I underwent four brain surgeries to get that tumor nipped in the bud. Each time was just as traumatic as the first.
Nevertheless, I feel blessed to have been able to overcome such life altering circumstances. I am here today to share some of my life experiences in hopes to inspire someone who may also feel like they were cheated by some unexpected obstacle that has left them stuck, only hanging on by a thread; that thread is the “WHY?”
But I’m here to let you know you can reclaim your life with what you have, regardless of what it is. If you are blessed to witness a new day on earth, then you already have within you what it takes to live on. We must learn to not focus on what we don’t have and focus on using what we do have to get what we want. There is of course a fine line to that motto. Be careful to keep it on a positive note.
We must understand that our way of thinking plays a huge part in how we move and shake in this world. I was taught by the powers that be, that we are all works in progress. Certain lessons in life have led me to the gifts given to me like creativity, leadership and the gift of gab. I took these things that were free and I am now my daughter’s talent manager, an author of my debut novel entitled, The Triumph In Me and business co-owner of 4Lane Publications.
Tread lightly while leaving strong footprints. It is our stories of life we are creating each and every day. Learn to turn your troubles into triumphs.
Kashinda T. Marche
Hey guys, I am back to fill you in on the continued process of my self-published journey.
The previous post left off at my completion of my 1st draft of THE TRIUMPH IN ME.
Now from this point everyone’s journey is different of course, so for me I let my 1st draft marinate for a minute and I just read it over and over and each time I read it I found myself creating more and more scenes. It actually increased from 10,000 words to 26,000 words. I had a complete story that I was satisfied with.
Now what? Is it ready to publish? Will anybody want to buy it? Is it interesting enough to satisfy an avid reader’s appetite? How in the hell am I supposed to know?
Well that’s what an editor is for and why you have what is called beta-readers. They can provide you with the feedback needed to shape your baby. Then you have a final manuscript ready to format for either E-Book or Paperback or both. I decided to format both. I’ve learned that there are those who prefer to read on their mobile devices and then you have those who prefer the traditional way; holding that physical book in their hands and feeling that flipping of the pages against their fingertips.
My journey was created long before I began writing. It was what my life has been that led me to the pen. Most of what I’ve learned is that money plays a big part in the self-publishing process; but it doesn’t necessarily have to. Most can be accomplished with an extra dash of creativity and lots of prayer. Sometimes a pinch of begging and pleading can help as well. I had no budget; $0 budget.
I was able to find an editor through Facebook groups I had joined. She was affordable and had a great reputation as far I could tell. I prayed on it (as mentioned in a previous post) and then I was hit with an idea that was so far from my mind.
A friend of mine asked me to start a publishing service with her and together we published my 1st book. Her business management education and background, her passion for helping others succeed, and her drive to become monetarily stable was all I needed to know to convince me to join forces. She advanced the start-up funds to get my book fully edited and the cover designed and I did the book formatting and layout.
We both marketed and promoted on our social media platforms, researched all aspects of the business and here I am proud to say that we have a damn good (maybe not perfect) but really good looking book that contains a powerful story within its pages.
Of course we are still learning as we all are or should be but I introduce to you:
Here are the links to where you can sign up for updates, read our bios and of course purchase a copy straight from our WEBSITE which I will personally autograph and ship to you.
Hope you enjoyed this post. I will be back with more!
Thank you for visiting and as always feel free to leave a comment!
So as promised, this Self Publishing journey has been quite the ride and it is still progressing.
It all began as a single thought; more like a question. I found myself questioning my life. With everything I had been going through health wise, mentally and emotionally. The question posed was, “What am I still here for?” or “What is my purpose?” I am sure I am not the only one who has ever posed these questions on themselves, but I was truly lost. I felt like I had raised my daughter well enough to where she can pursue her life with some provided fundamental tools. Because she was all my life had been about, I no longer am able to be in the workforce, I have decided to not be in any intimate relationships, now what?
In the midst of these questions being raised, a single thought struck me; which led to more thoughts. After continuous prayer, I came to the conclusion that I must share. Sharing is caring they say and since I care about people, here I am.
We all have experiences that we go through in life, some preventable and some inevitable. It is our duty to recognize what God created us to become whatever it is he willed for us. Sometimes it takes a whole lot of life to get us to that point. If and when he grants you that day, it is a sense of clarity almost indescribable. I’d like to consider it enlightenment.
I began writing because there was so much built up emotion about various situations; it caused a creative flow that I couldn’t turn off. My head and my heart was soooo heavy. He did that. He made me this way for a reason and so I began to share.
When I was asked what inspired me. My answer was simple, LIFE is what inspired me. What my life has been about. What my life has not been about. How is it that I am still here while others I have lost are not. Other lives around me. Other lives I know nothing about. My point is there were so many things to draw from and it took him to show me.
My 1st book THE TRIUMPH IN ME, focuses on a young girl with a negative perception, she didn’t even realize that’s what it was til later during her adult years. Her life was filled with challenge after challenge after challenge as most others’ lives are, however, this particular young lady had her unique journey that God created just for her and so she shares her life experiences.
As the author I combined lots of devastating issues not easily spoken about because I hoped to make my debut by delivering a powerful message to inspire those who may need some inspiration in their lives. I must admit I wasn’t completely sure if I was on the right track by writing but it looks as if I was, I am on the right track because it brings me joy to write for others to absorb. Does any of that make sense?
Here are the steps I took on my continuing journey as a self published author:
Figure out why do you want to write. What do you want to write about? And start writing. Keep in mind that when you begin writing, it may or may not make any sense. Keep writing.
Begin to mention what it is that you find yourself writing about or how it feels to be writing period. Maybe a blog or a notebook or straight to your pc, your choice.
I started with this blog with you all. I’ve made some pretty good contact with people who were able to relate to what was pouring from my heart. It actually encouraged me to keep going. There were many times I felt way outta my league; then someone I never even met had something to say about something I had written, that touched them. It was those little things that pushed me right along.
As my writing process continued, I began researching. I googled all types of stuff relating to the writing process all the way to publishing options. I watched so many Youtube videos. Here are links to some of my favs: VIDEO #1 VIDEO #2 VIDEO #3 VIDEO #4
It’s amazing how many people go through the very same things you go through all at different points of life, different parts of the world, all background types, like its crazy what you find when you take the time to look.
Once I was able to organize all the thoughts I had written, it became more like a story. I added and deleted, added and deleted some more. Before I knew it, I had a short story of about 10,000 words, and it made sense. I had my daughter, a friend of hers and a friend of mine read it. They were like “Oh my gosh, you wrote a story?” I was like, “I don’t know, did I?” And so that my friends is how I ended up with a 1st draft of my book.
Now you guys who have been following me for a while know that I am physically challenged and so I must take intermissions. I will continue the details of my journey on another post. Stay tuned! Oh yeah, let me know your thoughts so far by commenting below. Talk to me guys, I wanna interact with you. I promise I am a nice person. 🙂
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