Advice to Women

Better to be alone than devalued.

Men are like shoes. Replaceable. 

If you do find a pair that fit. Treat him like your favorite chocolate or mixed metaphor.

Honey and milk under the tongue should always be spiced with peppermint and truth.

You can do better or worse 

There will be seasons of weeping willows and years of cherry trees. Savor both.

So called friends are like your favorite cereal, easy to find.

Real friends more like magic seeds but if found can grow oak trees that will anchor your city for a lifetime. 

Don’t be afraid to strike a match but expect your thumb to get burnt.

The easy way out ends on the last train to nowhere. 

Trust is the taste of sunshine but lightening is always poised to strike, leaving a bitter taste in the mouth. 

Conjugate verbs full of hope. 

Be with the one who doesn’t just praise your face but your soul as well.

Don’t wear out your voice calling out for someone who doesn’t answer. 

Leaves always depart. Let them go. 

Don’t be afraid to climb mountains bare-handed and trees bareheaded.

Better to be a beloved lover than just a lover.

Always dream like a kite gliding over a serene landscape but be aware of diseased branches out to snare you 

A million roses bloom inside of you. Let them spill out onto the pages of the world.

-Tosha Michelle 

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108 thoughts on “Advice to Women

  1. Holy words here! Oh, you must know that I’m struggling right now with this very thing?! Kate Rose posted a similar thing today… And yes, this is what I truly desire and yet I continue to sell myself short and compromise. “What do I truly compromise?,” I asked myself today: myself…
    So you are once again in my head and heart, expressing the unfolding of my journey. BRAVO!
    May we learn to love ourselves enough to have the patience and trust that we can wait…without selling short. I’m still growing that backbone, and patience, to do so.
    https://wordsofkaterose.com/2016/06/29/i-want-a-love-thats-better-than-just-good-enough/

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    1. Wonderful piece. We do deserve more than just good enough. Of course, we understand life and love aren’t like a Hollywood chick flick but we should be able to demand attention, affection, trust, and a love devoid of qualifiers

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  2. This was a bit more consistently and timely full of angst, almost like either it was a bad day or a memory or anniversary of one. Normally you allow someone to get back home in one piece but this was a ricochet through canyons and repeated. I know the feeling though, all too well. Sometimes we become like an engine and sometimes the gears shift into high from stopped. I believe we have all been hurt and our writing does echo it out, sometimes it comes out slow and sometimes it’s a downpour. Nicely done my dear:)

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  3. The entire work resonates, but THIS most of all:

    “Always dream like a kite gliding over a serene landscape but be aware of diseased branches out to snare you

    A million roses bloom inside of you. Let them spill out onto the pages of the world.”

    WOWsers, you’re amazing! Your gift is strong.:)

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