Motive And Intention: My Words Of Wisdom And Truth

Motive And Intention: My Words Of Wisdom And Truth

 

I never cared what anyone ever said or thought about me,  and I have benefitted ultimately from my genuine attitude of natural faculty, I was concerned and occupied by “spirit” which in turn preoccupied me with inspiration and elevation. -Miss LaToya

I’ve been continuously blessed through out my entire life and the fortunate circumstance remains the same until this current day.

We who are decent and genuine have all had people judge, and, misjudge us but, who in the hell are they to judge us to begin with, especially when we surpass them within character?

People initially judged me not for what I was doing but for the things that I wasn’t doing. I was even told once, “You think your better than everyone else because you’re not doing the same things everybody else is doing”.

I laugh at people like them harshly.

A lot of individuals usually judge others by their actions when “spirit” judges by our intentions.

It’s not what we do but why we do what we do and the reasons behind it.

Ignorant people often point the finger at or accuse others of the things in which they are actually guilty of feeling, or doing, when confronted with an action or reaction done,  speculated, or displayed in correspondence to someone else.

They define others by the range incorporated within their own inclined behavior and limited scope of comprehension they don’t have the capacity to think or rationalize otherwise.

Everyone doesn’t do things out of the same motives and everyone does not respond the same to occurrences or events which may effect certain others within specific ways.

It all depends on one’s own individuality,  and although I’ve been told I’m one out of a million when it comes to being unique, I still give distinction among others when it does actually apply.

Those who instantly judge other people solely on their actions or what they assume without knowing the genuine facts or details of a situation are just reflecting their own true susceptibilities, tendencies, flaws, and insecurities.

Their interpretations have absolutely nothing to do with us or what we’ve done or haven’t done it is all a mirror image of those themselves. Their conjectures tell more about them and who they are more than anything else, and we know these truths for a fact as we absolutely know ourselves.

Then, these people turn around and wonder why we constantly overcome, succeed, and prevail, with consistent peace and blessings while they don’t experience these constant advantages at all.

Yet, we already know the answer to this obvious question and that is because we aren’t anything at all like them.

Our motives and intentions are pure, logical, intelligent, far-seeing, and well meaning, something they couldn’t even begin to imagine.

Whereas others cannot see “spirit” knows and views everything. We have nothing to prove or to apologize for all we have to do is to keep doing what we do by fiercely continuing to be who we authentically are.

 

 

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Let Bygones Be Bygones? No, I Don’t Think So!

Let Bygones Be Bygones? No, I Don’t Think So!

My words of wisdom and truth-
Miss LaToya

Working Woman By Miss LaToya

I hate when people say let bygones be bygones. Once I cut a person loose it’s for keeps. Individuals have one time to mess up with me, they don’t get a second chance.

If I dislike someone, if someone rubs me the wrong way, If I get a negative vibe about someone, or if someone does a wrongdoing towards me, that’s it. There will never be a future within any type of association.

I have always been this way. I do not forgive and I do not forget.

Forgiving someone has absolutely nothing to do with strength and not forgetting has absolutely nothing to do with not being able to move on.

I don’t know where some people get their mode of thinking from as I’ve heard people talk such reverse nonsense.

If someone helped one out a long, long time ago, and then they ended up needing a favor…

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The Art Of Truth

The Art Of Truth

There is a new movie titled The Art Of Racing In The Rain that is constantly being advertised on the radio and television.

I haven’t read up on the movie in regard to gathering any additional detail other than what is continuously being previewed as I really don’t care.

I have absolutely no interest in this movie at all I am just going to focus on the lines in which the media keeps running over and over in specific.

The characters within the film address “The dog is a spiritual being”, “The dog taught us all how to be human”, and the dog itself stating “he was meant through fate to be with the family who owns him”.

Society is always late when on the verge of or beginning to take notice of things and facts that quite a few of us people have already experienced and knew decades ago that others were ignorant about or may would have laughed off as nonsense or superstition.

I always hated people who, in general, talked shit, doubted, or made light of something until the encounter or situation happened to them or became unobscure.

Anyway, back to this particular subject, I knew a dog I adopted was born and meant to be in my life back in the 1980’s. She was a spiritual blessing temporarily residing within a canine’s body and she did a lot for me within the many years we spent together.

Of course, there are special dogs and sets of circumstances involving numerous instances and various aspects of life that are sent to certain people for reasons in which have deep spiritual meanings and messages to benefit, to learn, and to grow from.

Tell us “certain people in specific” something that we don’t already know mainstream society!

Recognition

Recognition

Working Woman By Miss LaToya

One doesn’t need the acknowledgement from others to acknowledge one’s self

I’ve never needed a reward or anybody’s praise to feel good about myself.

I know who I am and I know what I’m capable of doing.

If no one ever took notice of my abilities it would not have made me any less able.

There is so much more to many of us than what a lot of others can see or perceive upon the surface.

What about the other qualities or faculties in which we may possess?

What about our character, how our minds think, what we stand for, what we believe in, the very things in which define our being of substance?

Those of us who are strong and confident don’t require anyone to validate us. Our existence and state of being is proof enough of affirmation, we don’t need confirmation.

The very first award I remember…

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Outspoken

Outspoken

There are people who genuinely do experience supernatural phenomena on a daily basis yet hide it from other people.

Some of these people need someone to talk to as they have questions and concerns, and some are just curious or find the circumstances surrounding our lives interesting.

Nevertheless, one way or another, it’s good to be aware this situation actually does exist.

Of course, this is not a topic for everyday discussion among the majority and not for everyone to speak about to just anyone.

However, a lot would not be able to handle the backlash of ridicule, mockery, criticism, patronizing and judgments from others who are in disbelief or who are not open to or interested in such things.

I understand completely, the world can be cruel and ruthless and no one should undergo a mental or emotional beat down on account of being contrary to what is usual.

So where do these people with paranormal abilities who don’t have anyone in their corner go?

To other people like themselves if they’re willing to share and exchange instances.

I express within my writings as the energies within spirit inspire, guide, motion, and drive out vibration from me accordingly unto the universe.

Do I worry about how I’m perceived or called out to be, if so? Hell no!

I’ve been called many things all for nothing as I was growing up just for not being like everyone else why should I care what anyone else says or thinks because I have a gift?

Boldness is just a trait I was born with. I’ve never been shy when it came to self expression and doing what I wanted to do. I don’t fear opposition, I dare, and challenge it.

I’m proud of who I am and I’ll talk and write about what I want to write about!

When spirit manifests through me and urges me to put out a message, I will exercise and utilize my vehicles, and I don’t care who doesn’t like it.

 

 

Well-Being For The Spiritually Inclined

Well-Being For The Spiritually Inclined

Like I’ve said and addressed before in some of my posts, it’s not the circumstances of being born with a caul and inheriting gifts which bestow supernatural/preternatural faculties that cause or bring to us problems, it is the propensities and ways of other people.

One doesn’t even have to be born with a caul to be burdened by the incompatibility of the world and of society.

Many of these individuals don’t see how their thoughts and behavior reflect on how we view and feel about them when it comes to how we’re treated, especially since we have the third eye which allows us to gaze into instance at a sagacious level.

I cannot speak for all but for those similar to me It’s always been more than just people but principalities and the fashions in which God created things in specific to be where I find dissension and disharmony at.

I won’t get into all detail as it is not necessary but I strongly feel I don’t belong here, like I’m an old soul because I was already familiar with life so early on without having to experience things, having constantly been in tune and ahead of my time while being tired of living a life and going through the cycle of motions in a world that doesn’t coincide and measure up to who I am in true essence and what I yearn for within an existence as whereas to reside in.

I wonder if I’m too spiritual for my own good with this heightened extraordinary sensitivity. I can’t complain because it keeps me informed and structured in this vile and corrupt world.

And the “sensitivity” has absolutely nothing to do with “emotional weakness” or “fragile feelings” as some often mistake with us who are born spiritually inclined. Our heightened sensitivity is the intensity of what we perceive (our intuitive capacity) and absorb to the point where it can make us a reflecting vessel of whatever energy we may come into contact with or connect to.

Energies can also damper our moods and make us physically ill as some of us “feel” others elemental residue and the weight of the world.

Nevertheless, we who have a strong spirit endure and sustain regardless and we have guidance continuously watching over us to protect and to help us get through the burdens and ordeals in which we are bombarded and repulsed by.

I’ve noticed how something ethereal has carried me all along. We still have to do our parts by remaining faithful to our own states of being and mode of particular belief systems. This is not a hard thing to do as sincerity and loyalty naturally support the foundation of a spirituality when the alignment is pure and genuine.

A lot of us have been introduced to different types of trauma during childhood though those experiences do not define who we become yet circumstances do shape us into who we are whether negatively, positively, or within a neutral aspect.

We just have to keep on moving and improving and living and doing the things in which bring to us our own personal joy and fulfillment. Whatever further answers, closure, or epiphanies that pertain to our inquiries, discoveries, and/or additional contentment or enlightenment will be revealed by our inner voices of spirit when each period crosses and we’re ready to receive those significant messages.

A Nonsexual Caulbearer In A Sexual And Sexist World

A Nonsexual Caulbearer In A Sexual And Sexist World

I am a person born of the caul who happens to be asexual and that has been disturbing to individuals who are twisted. I just unfortunately in the past had lived and grown up in a neighborhood full of sick and low-minded people in which I was far set apart from within mind and character.

Luckily, I was always able to branch out and come across and meet those of a higher vibration and of versatile range that I could relate to and appreciate all throughout my life as I went different places unbeknownst to the assholes who remained amongst the fellow likes of themselves and who couldn’t go no further.

There were men who’s sisters, nieces and daughters had got hurt or dogged out by men and there was nothing to talk about when it came to me.

What was so special about LaToya? Why didn’t she get caught up out there?

This is the absurd way in which these degenerate people thought and we have people like this and who generate within this fashion all over the place.

So these neighborhood people had for years endeavored to calculate an unnatural situation through the use of deceptive black magic along with lies to create a facade of camouflaging negativity toward my life that would coincide with and shadow up the celestial light of my true destiny and fate.

They tried to bring me into their darkness and cover me within a glue of a paint so ugly and stagnant in color. A substance of demonic craft they didn’t ensure for me to vehemently peel away from.

I think at one time adversaries were spreading and also wanted me to believe that I was a whore with diseases, a prostitute, and other off the wall things, I don’t know for sure if I was suppose to be a drug addict too, and I also think that because I wasn’t fazed by this nonsense I was supposed to be either crazy or putting up a front because their conspiracy of fabrications was supposed to be my ultimate truths even though they all knew what they were doing.

They wanted me to appear lower than what they were so everything they had done within their lives they put on me to make themselves feel better and they intended for their lies to follow me for the rest of my life in payback for me not having been in the same category as them as they perceived me as to think that I was better than them.

In spite of all the dirt these people have directed toward me it has not killed my spirit or brought me down.

The words bitch and whore don’t faze me. I’ve never been intimidated or affected by utterances intended to bring down a woman’s confidence or self-esteem. If anything, I was further liberated and elevated in discerning that I was at a higher level of knowledge and spiritual consciousness.

I don’t know how much this would resonate with other Caulbearer’s who had to go through shit or just others who stood out for whatever reasons but when it came to a man and sex people around my old neighborhood really yearned for me to get swallowed up in the same holes they had gotten trapped into.

My father’s sister told my father years ago that “I was too hard for a girl”.

“Really?” I had thought to myself. I didn’t know that as a female I was supposed to be weak or defined as what society projected an acceptable or proper female out to be. All I knew is how to be my true self and I wasn’t changing that for anyone or to meet anyone’s bias standards.

No one can dictate to me how I should be or not be as a genuine female within my own distinct mode of character.

One thing in which really struck me as quite odd and ridiculous is among the particular gutter-rats and certain people on a low-level within mentality and intellect where I grew up around who for some outrageous reason erroneously took for granted and automatically expected me to have had an interest in men, an attraction, or sexual desire, just because most people were wired or designed, or came out to be this way, whereas I never did, never was, and never will, and it came to be an actual subject of silly gossip and idle debate.

Of course, when we’re not like everyone else and don’t exude the same type of behavior as the majority or as average it gets noticed and talked about.

Others who aren’t thoroughly acquainted with us (even those who may have been around us for years) enough make quick assumptions or generalizations about our character taking into presumption that we must have the same needs, wants, mindsets, emotions, shortcomings and/or etc… And these drawn up conclusions are not always the case within many people’s nature and everday lifestyles.

I’ve been told personally by certain others that I’m very unique and that there’s no one out there who is like me. Though I do know there are a variety of distinct individuals within existence who differ greatly as this is a huge world in which we all live in, but for the most part, these people were just acknowledging to me that I was a rare person from their own observation and perception.

A distant relative of mine had even stated to my mother that it wasn’t normal for me to not have any nature (sexual appetite). I strongly disagreed because to me it is not about what is so called normal but it is about what serves as being healthy to one and within one’s own nature and life. The way I am is indeed normal to me, however, to each his or her own.

Why was the fact that I and my vagina didn’t need or want the undesirable pounding of a penis or the attention of any man so interesting and prone to circulating?

So spread out and disappointing to the point where it created hostility and denial on the part of those who for jealous reasons of their own preferred that I innately share the same tendencies and susceptibilities as they did?

I was born with my own individual attributes.

No man can do anything for me mentally or physically and I don’t express this to be harsh but I have to convey because it is the absolute truth. It is important for one to not repress who they really are on account of other people’s judgments due to a lack of knowledge in specific areas on their part.

It is very unhealthy for one to do so.

I don’t know why sex is so important and significant to these people. I don’t understand why they believed or hoped that if I indulged in the sexual act or had a man attempt to degrade me with nonsense talk equivalent to a mediocre mindset in regard to false sexual encounters or the delusion of what they believed to be would actually have any bearing or reflection on me as they gambled so hard on the outcome and for it to follow me within my life as if it was something legitimate.

It’s also sad how sex sells and how sex is promoted the way that it is when in my opinion intercourse itself actually means nothing. I have written many articles and quite a few were editors picks in online publishing and magazines yet it was the article that I wrote about being Asexual that prompted a few publishers to contact me for permission to display them as they thought the write up was “powerful” and beneficial.

I didn’t mind at all it’s just out of all the things I have written about it’s the one regarding not having any interest in sex or men that catches the most attention?

Society is too sex crazed that it clouds their judgment when it comes to those who have no true interest in sexual matters.