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Ain’t That A Bitch?

Ain’t That A Bitch?

Growing up I can say
That I never found offense in insults
It didn’t matter what they said
But it wasn’t because
They said something that wasn’t offensive
But mostly it made me feel sorry
Then I became a mom to a daughter…
And in that moment…
I went from unoffendable
To “Battle-ready”
I taught her the things that matter
Like how offensive the word ESKIMO is…
I had to teach her things I hadn’t been taught
Boys don’t hit you because they like you.
When people hit you…it’s because they have no self-control.
I gave her permission to say “No”.
And unfortunately…
I had to teach her about the word BITCH
Bitch is NOT another word for a female dog.
Understand that…this word was ONLY used for dogs…
As a means to INSULT women further.
It sickens me to hear women refer to one another like that…
After all…what made her a BITCH?
Strong attitude?
Bitch…is another way to tear us apart
I will not participate in the destruction
I strongly encourage the support of women
By Women…
But that really cannot happen until we
Stop the mentality which says…
We cannot celebrate others…
While celebrating ourselves.
In fact…the TRUTH is…
When we engage in negative thoughts, conversations or dialog
That reactivates negative energy…
WE have become the problem…
Stand beside HER
Link arms with hers
Support her dreams and aspirations
Watch her grow…when…
We give her patience instead of problems
We encourage her to find her voice
When we can LOVE her…

What About Flint?

I wanted to try and explain what is happening in Flint, Michigan…

TWO years ago…Flint decided to change their water supply
from Lake Huron to the Flint River
Which is odd because the Flint River is known as dirty water
What we have to understand is that at one time Flint was
an industrial town dealing with metal.
Almost immediately people started tasting the water
and realized something wasn’t right
The water even looked dirty…almost muddy looking
The pleas of the people there went unheard
A local pediatrician even spoke to the mayor about the problem
BC the towns children’s lead levels were 3 times higher
than what is acceptable…
And their hair was beginning to fall out and they
began developing skin rashes…
Her pleas…also went unheard
And the government even said she was no being truthful
A research team for Virginia Tech visited Flint
And conducted a study from the people’s homes in Flint
Their findings showed that Flint had high levels of iron in the water supply, but what is worse
The lead levels were were at near toxic levels
Flint still disputed the findings…
But the researchers did not stop
And now we all know about what happened there
And while we appreciate the Governor of Michigan apologizing…
Understand this…
There are precautions that should have been taken…
This did NOT have to happen
It would have cost Michigan only $100 a day to prevent this
By adding anti-corrosives into the water…
And while Flints water supply has been diverted back to Lake Huron…
All of the towns pipes are now corroded with rust and lead…
10 people have died so far…
My question is this…
Why is everyone talking about Jada Pinkett and the Oscars?
Why isn’t everyone running full steam about FLINT?

Gentlemen Can we Talk?

Gentlemen, Can we talk?
Children are our most valuable commodity
We are raising some one else’s Mom and Dad
This is useful information…
Father’s…you have a very large responsibility
The relationship that you create with this child
Will mold him/her into the adults that they will become
Don’t fill their lives with empty spaces or promises not intended to keep
Show him/her how responsible loving men should behave
No matter the relationship that you have with their mother
Remember you are teaching your sons…
How to be Dads…
Showing them how to be strong and yet, tender
You are creating a blueprint for your daughters…
She will look for YOU in every man that she meets…
Be that GOOD man…open and honest…loving and kind
Be the kind of father that they both deserve…
Love your children…give them random hugs and kisses…
Guide them…don’t lead them
Offer them the benefit of your experience and be open to the idea that they may not agree…
Open the floor for discussion
Remember when it’s your way or the highway…
You might be the one hitchhiking.

Peace be yours!

Two Hundred Little Girls

The issue lives on

Two hundred kidnapped little girls

They aren’t from your country?

But aren’t they of this world?

They aren’t misplaced

They aren’t runaways

Someone plotted

And stole them that day

Two hundred kidnapped little girls

The world should wonder why

While parents tuck in their angels

These parents wipe their eyes

Two hundred kidnapped

Two hundred taken

Two hundred souls

My heart is breaking

May they be watched over

May they be in no pain

May what they have endured

Never be played out again

May God grant us His mercy

May God forgive the indifference

May this terrible insanity

Somehow start making sense

So tonight when I lay down to rest

And give my worries to the Most High

May these girls troubles be lightened…

As the whole world sighs…

Send one another this gift

So clearly within our sight

The presence of ALL

And Love filled with Light

                                                       ~LM Young

The Light Of The World

The Light Of The World


The world was created from an incredible source of LOVE. We are even told in the Bible that God said…”Let there be LIGHT”. We are reminded throughout the ages that LIGHT is LOVE. Light warms our bodies and makes our souls feel refreshed and new again. We are again reminded about this great love when it is stated: “He so loved the world that HE gave His only begotten son”.

Can you imagine a greater display of love? Our source tells us that He was willing to take his only son…where he was safe from the hands of anything unholy, and give him as a gift of love.

Why do I mention this? After all I have taken two very famous lines of scripture, surely we would not need to be reminded of them.

Somehow the fact that we were bathed in love from the very start has eluded us. We have found reasons, or created them, to not love or be loving toward one another.

Human beings are the only beings, on this planet, who create boundaries which tell us that someone or something is being loved too much.

We will tell young parents not to coddle their children. We will say that too much hugging and holding makes a child spoiled. And while we must also encourage our children to love themselves…let us not use this as an excuse for breeding indifference.

Just before a child is conceived, it has been coddled, held, hugged, kissed…surrounded in the purest form of love. Why does a child cry when it is born? It cries because instantly it knows how cold the world truly is. This baby is not crying because it needs or wants to be spoiled…but because it is searching for the love it was created from. You will notice that throughout this child’s life, it is constantly seeking that Divine Love. The kind of love that says I will never love you less and you will never feel alone or abandoned. But I have seen parents, men and women alike, pushing their children away…for their own good. “You are a big boy/girl don’t cry”. We will rush away from our children’s bedrooms claiming that we don’t have time for one more story. What are we rushing toward? What is the urgent thing that simply cannot wait one more moment?

Even the animal kingdom has more compassion than most human beings display. I have watched different species of animals take in babies that are their natural enemies…to simply display compassion and love. A mother wolf, for instance, never snaps or growls at her young when they are crying. Instead she will pull the pup to her and cuddle with it, until the pup feels so safe and secure that the crying stops.

I have watched a bear cub climb up a pine tree; and when he gets to the point where he is afraid to move upward or down…he will literally cry for his mother. The first time I heard this, I smiled; because it really sounds like he is saying “Mom”. The mother bear who is too large to climb up the tree after her cub, will wait at the bottom of the tree. She knows that either the branch will give way or the cub will become too weak to hold on. She will wait and watch. When she hears the sounds of either outcome…she will be there for the cub. Such patience is something that we could all learn from.

What if we started looking at life differently? What if we realized that the most important job, task, or path that we had…was to be that loving and patient mother or father? What if we hurried the world along, as we push our children along? That conversation which our child feels is the most important thing in the world…is just that. Are they just words…no. What if I told you that the story that your child simply must tell you…a million times over…was really something you needed to know?

The lessons in life that are intended for us, usually come wrapped in such a way that they can be easily over looked. Our children, don’t forget, have yet to experience the world and how cold and cruel it can be. Unfortunately, this harsh reality is usually not found any further than our own homes. How many times have you hurt your children’s feelings and not given it a second thought? We will somehow minimize the experience; almost rationalizing the idea that our child will just have to understand. Our day was hectic, the boss yelled at us, we have a deadline that we are having trouble meeting and we just don’t have time to use caution when talking to a child that talks all the time anyway.

Do you see how easily we justify…our actions?

Love is an endless source; yet we are quick to douse out that flame. We will ignore children that will speak to us out of nowhere. We will show a face of impatience, while shutting out anything the child is asking or telling us. While, yes, we are doing damage to that child; be also aware that we are damaging ourselves too.

Divine love has no criteria. It has no opposition…it simply is. It cannot be defined, as it defies all definition. It cannot be contained or withheld. It cannot be judged or ignored. Divine love is the constant flow of LIGHT from our HIGHEST SOURCE. It holds us up, even during times when we think we are standing alone. The beautiful thing about this level of love is that it doesn’t want credit.

Have you ever watched as a child rides a bicycle for the first time successfully? Do you remember the look on their face? The utter joy of them feeling that they did it all by themselves. What changed? The only reason a child is able to ride a bicycle all by themselves is because they decided to trust in a source that we grow to deny, as adults. Is there ever a grumbling from above when this child is screaming “I did it, I did it”! No. And the reason for that is simple…Divine love does not require the proverbial pat on the back. In fact, understand that a child is born with that kind of trust; it is us as adults that teach our children not to trust. “Be careful, you are going to fall”.

We are loved highly and every morning when we wake up, we are reminded of that love. Every moment that we have been gifted is precious. Children are not impositions…they are blessings. Too often we take that which was intended to enhance our lives and we cast them aside.

That child does not talk too much…we listen too little. That child isn’t crying for no reason…we just haven’t learned to understand what it needs. That child isn’t sad because they are unlovable…they are sad because we have failed to love them enough. Children do not act up because they are unruly…they act up, because they are the things in our lives …which we always put last.

It doesn’t have to be this way. Start tomorrow, better yet, start now…talk to your children. Talk to your nieces, nephews and their friends too. Listen to what they have to say; accept the gifts that they were sent here to bring. Take a moment and look at life through their very loving eyes…and remember back when your eyes…represented the LIGHT OF THE WORLD.

What About Me

What About Me

I hate you she cries

Vile names he blurts out

Mommy and Daddy

What’s wrong now

This marriage was a mistake

A huge waste of my time

What about me?

Says innocent eyes

You are worthless

Cheater not a real man

But what about me?

Wrings her little hands

Hit me I dare you

I will have you locked up

Mommy what about me

Cries a voice not so tough

Throw out my clothes

I can start a life with her

As inaudible sobs

Careful not to stir

Mommy and Daddy

If this was a big mistake

What does that make me

Just another promise to break?

Start another life

Throw my daddy in prison

Do you hear her heart breaking

Are you even listening?

She loves you both

Use caution in your debates

Or you…Mommy and Daddy

Will be her first heart ache

So when waging this war

Use caution and care

For a little…what about me

May be standing there

                            ~ LM Young

Daddy Don’t Go

Daddy Don’t Go


Daddy don’t go

The girl softly cried

I’m coming back

Just another lie

I wonder if he knew

The choices he did make

Would damage a life

A heart he did break

If he had only looked back

Seen that last tear fall

He could have righted a wrong

In no time at all

Maybe if he had been there

She wouldn’t have needed

The attention negative or not

Which abandonment breeded

Her mom was there yes, but

Who can really say

What would have happened

Had he not left that day

Our daughters are precious

We must try and understand

Their fathers help create

Their future’s floor plan

For Daddy when you leave

Someone else will step in

And since you weren’t there

No telling how it will end

Are you responsible for others…no

But from the very start

You were supposed to be there for her

And that fragile little heart

When you stepped out on mom

You walked away from this sweet girl

Who loved you every single day

You were her entire world

So when she now makes choices

As we sometimes tend to do

Remember her greatest teacher

Was supposed to be you

Don’t make this love story

End before it starts

Cause saying “Daddy don’t go”

Even breaks a woman’s heart

                                                                ~LM Young

Life Won’t Let Us Forget

Life Won’t Let Us Forget

Life can throw us curves; we have all experienced instances or situations that we feel we aren’t prepared for. If we re-examine our lives we can see more clearly why these things happened.

My heart was broken as a teenager, for what seemed to be no reason at all. I sought answers that would never come. We have all been through that; the tears that seem to never end…until one day, unexpectedly, they do.

I remember when my very good friend stopped being that. It was, as if my world began crumbling beneath my feet. I tried to find logic in the situation, where there was none. I was certain that I would never trust like that again…until one day I did.

I remember the first time that a child hurt my daughter’s feelings; and her tears seemed to be weighted with cement, her heartbreak became mine. I have never been so angry or sad in my life. Something happens to us when our children are targeted. In that moment of sadness for my daughter…it felt like the weight of her world crashed on top of my head, I felt helpless.

I recall the very first time I was hit by someone that said they cared about me. I had never been struck by another individual, it felt unreal…yet too real. This was my first bout with physical abuse and I felt completely vulnerable. It seemed to be a long road for me; it took many weeks and maybe months before I could sleep without a light on. The nightmares can still wake me up; although now I wake knowing that he can’t hurt me any longer.

I remember the first time I was told that I would forever live, with this disease called Lupus. I had heard of Lupus, but wasn’t really sure how it would affect me. What I learned is that Lupus affects everyone differently; I had good and not-so-good- days. I could go into a “flare” and stay there for extended periods of time. It was like having a severe case of flu…that just never seemed to stop.

These are all lessons that we aren’t permitted to forget.

I learned that not everyone would love me as I loved them, but that was okay. We are all individuals and how we express and we exhibit love will be as unique as we are. We may feel that a breakup is the end of happiness as we know it; and quite possibly that is true. But it is only true because that was just first level happiness; there will always be bigger and better things ahead for us. Remember to forgive that first love that broke your heart…later in life, you will grow to understand that it was only supposed to be temporary. Looking at the life I have now, I am thankful for every broken heart I endured…because it led me to this wonderful place in my life.

Maybe all of our very best girlfriends won’t betray our trust; but life does have a way of re-aligning us with our Source. We may not see the logic or reasoning, behind why we are feeling the pain; but when it is time…it will be made clear.

Children are a sore spot for anyone that loves them. There are so many things that we go through as adults; that we would never in a million years wish on our children. When our children are hurt or in any kind of pain, be it physical, spiritual or emotional, it is difficult to watch. But we should try to understand that our children also have a path and that pain may be part of their growth, as well.

Domestic violence is a burden that far too many people have to bear; a cross carried by men, women and children alike. The scars that it causes are far reaching, even past the initial success of getting out of the situation. Always have a plan, do not allow yourself to become anyone’s sacrificial lamb…more importantly do not take the anger and fury that your experience created in you…to poison the life of another. Look for the signs of someone who may grow to be abusive. Listen for the emotional sands of the hour glass to spill out. Does he/she raise a hand…even in jest? Does he/she make demeaning and humiliating jokes about you? This is something that we cannot afford to be blindsided about. If you are in trouble, tell someone…tell everyone.

Lupus is a vile disease. It destroys your immune system. It can take your life far too soon. I have had many medical issues, due to this silent enemy. Learn all that you can about it, because even if you do not have this illness…chances are you know someone who does.

Life does not allow us to forget these lessons, we shouldn’t want to forget them. There are something’s that you may only experience one time in your life…what did you learn from it? What knowledge did you carry away with you? If any of these experience or life lessons caused you to become bitter…look at them more closely.

There are other life lessons that we are also gifted; to take away one would mean that you are also defaulting on the great ones too.

The first time you hear a newborn baby cry. The first time you lost a tooth. The first time that he/she said “I love you”; and you can’t wait until it is said again. The first flower blooming in the spring. The leaves changing colors in the fall. The first time you smelled pumpkin pie. The time you heard a baby laugh…from deep within their soul and you have to laugh too. The day you were told…you are in remission. A walk at night when you are just gazing at the stars.

Nothing that you experience is a waste of time. You cannot turn off the bad without also turning off the good. Embrace all that life has to offer you; it’s an abundant supply of LOVE.

Remember that there are also life lessons…you wouldn’t ever want to forget!!

What If

What If


Most of us were raised to be just like everyone else. We have been taught what to think, how to dress, how to respond to others and to not speak until spoken to.

But What If…

What if we dared to think outside of the box?

What if we chose the path less travelled?

What if we asked why or why not?

What if we found a way to exceed, even what our dreams are for ourselves?

What then?

WE get to choose what road we take; be responsible for it.

Why do we choose silence over action?

Does action always have to be violent?

What if we taught our children to embrace the uniqueness, which is them?

What if we taught our children, through example, to appreciate the things that make us all different…yet the same?

What if the way to end war…was in a single drop of water?

What if we realized the most beautiful beaches…started with a drop of water and a grain of sand?

What if we stopped behaving like ants…and began seeking our own way, in spite of controversy?

What if we started shining and stopped covering up our light?

What if we had no boundaries holding us back?


What if we ended hate, by acting, reacting, and responding with pure unwavering love?

What if we found God in everything?

What if we realized that every day…we could make a difference?

What if we embraced every dream?

What if we made the hurting stop…not through retaliation…but with the heart of a child, who thinks anything is possible?

What if we realized that we are more powerful with a single “I Love You”, than with all weapons of mass destruction?

What if you realized that all that you see in me…is a mere reflection of yourself?

What if we decided to smile…and watched that smile cultivate in the hearts of our brothers?

What if we became the change we seek in others?

What if we weighed our words more heavily than our pockets?

What if we reached out instead of walking away?

What if we tried a little kindness?

What if we recognized ourselves in others…and smiled?

What if we did…without expectation?

What if we dared to dream and allowed others to do the same?

What if we REALLY loved one another?

Yes…What If…


Burying Love

Burying Love

I watched a little boy today

He was sad within his eyes

Too often I had seen it before

Yes this pain can’t be disguised

His nine year old sister

Bullied with cruel words of hate

And on some level

I think we all can relate

He wrote a letter to Santa

Said God is too busy…I cried

You could see determination in him

With the depth of his sigh

He loved his sister so deeply

Her pain was his too

How we tend to justify

The evils that we do

The mother she whispered

With tears in her eyes

Her daughter said

Sometimes…I just want to die

They called her fat and dumb

Hideous was the word they used

That brought me here now

Why I am talking to you

Children are becoming assailants

Their weapon a sharp tongue

Those helpless victims

Are also our young

They aren’t weak or less

They aren’t bull’s eye targets

But they may be a “Too Soon” grave

If somehow we don’t stop it

Use caution in your speech

As if ONE higher is standing there

We must first check our hearts

Are they still there?

We are better than this

Better than what we have seen

What happened to guarding our sisters

Remember she is a Queen

Children are dying

Giving up hope

Don’t say suicide is wrong

And hand them a rope

Don’t say be nice to all

Then talk poorly of others

Bullying is taught

By father’s and mother’s

This is not what God wants for us

This is not a path of reason

Humanity must start now

It is never out of season

Bullies aren’t stealing lunch money

They aren’t sticking out a tongue

They are threatening and disturbing

The peace of our young

If we start today

Look a little longer at your reflection

See the beauty of God

Upon further inspection

For we came from a Great Source

And Greatness is what shall be

But what you want for yourself

You should also want for me

For I am…You are…We are

Descendants of Pure Light

We let things go wrong

But can also make them right

Teach love by being love

In everything you do and say

And maybe…I hope

We won’t bury a love today

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