Essential Worker: Essentially Protected During Pandemic/The Vital Power Of Spirit

When I entered into the area of health care professionally six and a half years ago a long-term dedication within the field was never my intention. Health care wasn’t a passion of mine and it still isn’t.

As a caregiver, I knew that I’d always have a job and never be out of work for any long period of time, and I was correct. So, it was a great back up gig and I am excellent at what I can do. After all, I do have over twenty years of total experience aside from having learned certain medical procedures through being trained and certified/licensed for the six years in which I have.

Health Care is an important occupation when one is responsible for the personal welfare of an ill or dependent individual who needs specific care or attention.

I’ve done and dealt with practically most all kind of patients/clients with all types of requirements. I’ve had to administer medication, take blood pressure, prepare and change ostomy bags, monitor blood sugar and insulin injections, care for hospice, cancer, Parkinson’s disease, Alzheimer’s/dementia, stroke, blind, deaf, amputated, psychiatric and etc.…. The list just goes on. I’ve worked in hospitals, assisted living facilities, and within residential homes.

I’ve even had to travel out of my way at times but the experience was good and I had received good worthwhile pay.

Fortunately, I haven’t had to be out there within the health care field now during this Corona Virus episode, even though I was ready willing and able to work for the main reason of earning the income that I am use to making, regardless of the pandemic.

This virus doesn’t scare me, yet the universe doesn’t want me out there constantly within that particular environment for my overall well-being. It’s like one not permitting their beloved child to go walk through a fire even if they wouldn’t possibly get burned. The universe doesn’t even want me feeling the heat or inhaling smoke-even though I can handle the flames, and I honor and respect the “power of spirit” with much regard and appreciation.

Reading And Just A Little Of My Reminiscent Ramblings

Reading by misslatoya

jay bijwe said 1 week ago

I am addicted to reading. In spare time I used to read. Reading is fun.

 

You said 6 days ago

In reply to jay bijwe.

Yes indeed, reading is fun! And it is a wonderful and very healthy addiction to have.

 

In addition to sharing the comment above to the beauty and pleasure of good reads that can bring delight as well as learning:

I am definitely one who always enjoyed the luxury of reading as the instance came natural. In this computer age I still appreciate holding a book in my hands and turning the pages to a novel in which I can’t put down.

As a writer myself I know the beauty of vision, creativity, and originality through imagination.

I’m glad as a youngster that I grew up in a time without the internet. A time where I played and came up with things on my own and could think for myself and solve on my own.

The internet is beneficial and a great resource for communication, business, expressing artistic ventures, convenience and etc… Our cell phones and computers are very vital in this particular day and age.

However, I’m still a person who likes to talk and communicate face to face, a person who likes to think and determine for herself, a person who doesn’t need to look to the internet for inspiration, guidance, or stimulation within a mandatory or instinctual format.

I didn’t come up that way, although, it was easy for me to adapt to technology, It’s fantastic to have known the other essential productive way of life that I grew up with in regard to strong interactive skills and nurturing and utilizing various aptitudes without a global network influence.

I grew up with games, toys, cartoons, shows and literature (many that were even before my time) like Miss Pac-Man, Merlin, Simon, Paper Dolls, Barbie, Archie Comics, Tom And Jerry, Pop Eye, Woody Woodpecker, Flintstones, Jetsons, Lassie, Wonder Woman, Bionic Woman, Batman, Alfred Hitchcock, One Step Beyond, Suspense Theater, Police Woman, Streets Of San Francisco, Leave It To Beaver, Little House On The Prairie, The Virginian, I Love Lucy, Kojak, Columbo, Adam 12, Dragnet, Bank Street Readers, Babar, and so much more.

I don’t know what this shit is today. The music isn’t even as good as it use to be.

Anyhow, I miss the electric typewriters, I love the way I grew up back within the day compared to now, and I love to read a good hardcover or paperback book.

This computer age cannot ever steal away the lovely memories and experience of the late seventies and eighties culture.

 

Fruition

The tasty fruits of inborn talents, labor, and energetic vibration is so mouth-watering.

 

I’ve had many jobs that categorize more than one field of work. The tasks and pursuits I experienced during the varying areas in regard to employment enhanced and developed additional inspiring factors within my utilizations.

Each particular encounter proved to be very rewarding and enlightening. The instances imparted to me how I do better as a multitasker. I can’t be held down to one description I am a combination of specific variety and creativity rooted from deep inside.

Isn’t it marvelous when we have the option to choose what lanes to walk down?

As our paths lead us out into the open doors of opportunity why not go all out to explore all there is to achieve within the many things we desire to accomplish?

When the knocks call do you answer or do you leave the door shut? Does the pounding motivate or does it annoy?

I answer expectedly and enthusiastically, giving it my best shot! Why not? I don’t turn down an offer that demands for me in which to excel. In return, I succeed!

The knocks inspire me as bestowment within correspondence believes in me. Why else would it had summoned thee?

When we genuinely have confidence in ourselves and are strong within determination those doors began to fly open.

I know what I’m capable of doing and I use my tools of nature to expand even farther. It’s an order!

A command to approach and reach the steps meant for us to climb at our own pace and at our own periods of readiness.

No one has the authority to define the contents within the recipes prepared to flavor us as deliciously fruitful. We come in the most delectable packages full of excitement and coated surprises.

It’s fulfilling and inspiring to me to not be limited within faculty and to have the capacity to do more than just one thing as versatility allows us to express the distinct versions of our competent selves within personality, aptitude and performance.

“Think Of Me Spells” Black Magic Manipulation

I’m grateful for the way I am and for the way in which I truly think. I love my strong and deciphering mind.

There was a recent attempt in which included a spell to be placed upon me this past week and I cannot for the life of me understand why as the desired results will never come to be.

It has been done over and over by and about this same male before off and on and I am sick and tired of this nonsense.

As a very spiritually inclined individual with strong empathic capacity I will always feel and discern occurrences.

The spell was being conducted for me to become attracted to this guy and to like him and then as I was not at all receptive to the manipulation it was induced to try to get me to love or to fall in love with this person a ridiculous circumstance that is impossible for me to do and one that I’ve absolutely never believed in as in my opinion a man is nothing to fall in love with.

I’ve never been genuinely attracted to any man I’ve never had any amorous feelings or desires for any man and proudly I never will and there is not enough black or white magic within the world or beyond that can ever incite me to do so.

For me, as a real woman with a competent mind, to be with a man is and would be so very absurd, undesirable, and unnatural.

I sincerely love myself and I definitely love who I am as I am secure, confident, and complete within myself and I constantly have been, and it is such an insult to my very well being, character, and state of existence to the very mere thought of any essence attempting to pair me with a man.

It’s bad and sick enough that God created life in that way to begin with yet it is a thing in which I was fortunate enough not to be connected to and a thing in which I will never take part in.

It could be a good man and I still wouldn’t desire or want him. Any “lovey-dovey” shit, romantic or “sexual” shit has always turned me off.

And, as ugly as the human penis and testicles are one has got to be crazy to lust after it. This is a very sick world ruled by a sick god.

I was born and blessed with a very special gift of extra sensory perception yet I didn’t ask to come into this world and I’d rather have not been born if god was going to create the world under these dumb unnecessary circumstances. God could have chosen more reasonable elemental factors but instead went for the sick designs of his own very nature to acquire to a so called “human nature” which is so disagreeable to me.

I’m so glad to have the hovering of unconventional and intangible aspects within my true life and mode of living.

 

Intelligence/Experience/Talent/Education

Gifted people come in all varieties. We as individuals can do anything that is within what we are capable of doing.

When I was in my early twenties an associate of my mother’s had met with me in person for the first time and heard me speak and hold a conversation and responded later to my mother by addressing “I was nowhere near the level that she’s on at that age. I thought she was in college”.

I wondered to myself “What does college have to do with intellect and mentality?”

Even a professional who I wrote an essay for when I got accepted at a college years ago which I decided not to attend asked me “How do you know how to write so good if you’ve never been to a college?” I didn’t get it because I’ve never associated intelligence and talents with professional training. To me, everything depends on ones own individual capacity.

This person didn’t mean any harm (my mother’s associate), of course, his words were actually a compliment and acknowledged that just because someone is in college doesn’t make them smarter than someone who is not.

I was never one to believe that school actually made one smart and I was never intimidated by anyone’s degree as I could attain the same achievement or higher if I chose to. School is just a tool of enhancement to progress an already intelligent and capable mind. However, learning comes within all fashions and within all places it is whether one is able to fully grasp what is being taught to them.

I remember back in the day how left back students attending high schools who didn’t have a satisfactory grade level of reading skills were eventually promoted out of school and allowed to graduate just because administration was tired, frustrated, or just didn’t want to deal with the problem anymore and decided to get rid of them instead.

When I was ten years old I took and passed tests high school children were unable to complete and pass without a problem. I even had an opportunity to get published by a mainstream publisher for short stories that I wrote back then.

Now I’m hearing in this day and age kindergarten children are getting left back. Some of it is the parents fault as they may have messed their children up with drugs and alcohol or are just not putting in the extra effort or time to help and teach their children. Even some parents themselves don’t have the knowledge to properly raise and guide their children

Don’t get me wrong, though, school is a positive and constructive resource, however, education is just the incorporation of particular knowledge which can be learned within any setting to the individual who has the right development and equipment.

I already knew how to read and write before I ever began school as a youngster and when I got older I was skipped a grade into a class for the gifted. Yet, school never held my interest as I was bored.

I didn’t have a problem with school itself but it was the individuals and the environment in which I had to attend school with. I liked it better learning one on one with a sufficient older person or within the presence of a specific group of other like-minded adolescents.

When I became fully grown and totally came into my own I liked partaking within classes better since I was not a child who didn’t have the control around my situations as children are oftentimes not taken as seriously within maturity and allowed the partiality of making their own fair judgments among other adults in certain situations.

Some are naturally born with communication skills and have the faculty to problem solve as I was.

I know people who’ve attended school and higher education who are still in school and they are definitely not too bright, especially within the area of common sense. And some people do cheat their way out.

I know some people who battle with low self esteem, ignorance, a complex of some sort and use their credentials as a badge of authority toward others. I don’t cater to people like that I don’t consider people experts soley depending on a course they’ve took or a certificate they’ve recieved I have too much of an open mind as well as common sense and too much experience to know that knowledge or brilliance is not packaged strictly in standard wrappings there is also the papers that come decorated in all styles and design.

Breath Of Spirit

I engulf the soft blows of a luminous breeze.

I am informed and guided by hidden knowledge which is constantly revealed to me on occasion. -miss latoya

“Spirit” reigns in my life and I am celestially satisfied within its essence around me. My life force breathes inner peace and understanding.

I exhale inner vision and inner voice of wisdom and revelation.

I don’t rely on the physical realm as I am not of this plane I revel in pure natural energy.

In this day and age and for some time now it seems as if one has to be damaged goods in order to excel within certain areas of life.

I’ve succeeded and excelled within my own positive fashions and without being tarnished or lowered into a vessel for anyone to demean when it is convenient I hold the deck of cards and “fresh air”  to my life.

Birthday Gift


My mother asked me what I wanted for my birthday because I never was the type to ask or look for anyone to give me gifts or anything of that nature.

I officially stopped celebrating my birthday when I was twelve, though, I still acknowledge the day in which I was born.

However, I told my mother what would be a lovely present for me, although I don’t want to get one right now, is a cute and adorable little puppy.

I’ll get one eventually.