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Felines, Paul Hollywood, and Turning on the Red Light.

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Hello y’all. Please scroll down and check out a cat in need of a home. As for the rest, just my latest YouTube nonsense. In the first video, Tucker takes on a starring role as I ponder Paul Hollywood’s midlife crisis. Mad props to our dear friends Jake and his lovely wife Ariana for getting us into The Great British Bake-off and all things Hollywood. I’d heard of the show but just never got around to watching it until now. We’re currently on the 3rd season and I feel inspired to baaaaakkke.

In the second video, I talk about the advantages of red light therapy for the skin and pain. Nothing earth shattering or life transforming in either video, unless you count the appearance of the greatest feline in the world.

Speaking of felines, we have another stray cat coming around that I’ve been feeding. I’d love to take him in, but we already have 3 cats that aren’t fond of their own kind. One who’s immune system is compromised from Feline HIV, one who is older and set in his ways and another who is a wild child to the core.

Anyway, a neighbor and yours truly are trying to find the little guy a home. If you know of anyone in North or South Carolina in need of some serious cuteness, this cat has it in spades. It’s the sweetest thing and looks no more than a year old if that.

You Move Me

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Hold still, time. Stop moving. 
Yet, still you run on, 
leaving us with no recourse, 
but to move with you. 
We sometimes fail to realize
that although we don’t set
the pace, we still control
the rhythm.
I choose to dance with 
you in a meaningful tango,
where every step 
counts, and the sweet 
luxury of the hours
are revered.
Listening to every jazz 
note, even the ones that 
sound blue, to enjoy every 
second of a life ongoing,
to revel in the sweetest
of air, the beauty of
the Earth.
And to be glad for each 
moment that has gone 
before, and each moment 
still to be. Moments seen, 
heard, touched, and lived
by me.
-Tosha Michelle
Photo above by your truly.
Also, two more things, here’s our latest vehicle purchase and Infiniti. Really like it.

Lastly, putting some of my covers of various songs on YouTube. Here’s one of my favorites.

Wild Horses Couldn’t Drag Me Away

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We really enjoyed our time in the Outer Banks from the charming historic inn, to seeing where the Wright brothers took their first flight, to touring lighthouses, and riding along the beach in a hummer in search of wild horses… just a really wonderful getaway. Here’s a photo journal of sorts.

What’s Going On?

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Hey y’all. What’s up? Hope life is treating you well. Just a heads up, I’m thinking of starting a true crime podcast that will focus on missing persons cases. I’ll probably post then on my YouTube account. If you liked to watch, I’ll post the link below.  Life is fairly busy with work and family, so we’ll see if the podcast comes to fruition. It’s important to me to always strive to make a difference no matter what I do. Life becomes so much richer when we focus on others. I suppose that’s why I’ve always gravitated toward the helping professions and the nonprofit sector.
In other news, off to the Outer Banks for vacation. It should be fun. I hope to see a few wild horses and some beautiful coastal scenery. Photos to follow. Right now, my BH has made us breakfast. It’s become a new Sunday tradition. He has stepped up his game. I appreciate the effort and the bacon. Ha! Good stuff. Happy Sunday, y’all. I haven’t stopped writing, a new poetry book is in the work. It’s the one I mentioned months back. I’m writing it with my beautiful friend Misty. It’s a collaborative effort. I’ve also been approached by a couple of journals. I just need to find the time to submit. Thanks for always being here. I love this community. 
Here’s the link to my YouTube 

The Serenity Code

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Hey y’all. Crazy busy week. not much time for social media or blogging, but wanted to share a new poem with you. Hope you all have a lovely weekend. 💕


Nature the universal code
for serenity at least on
heaven gifted days,
like today when we wear
spring like our Sunday best.

How enchanting
is the sun? The wind
that seems made
just for cooling?

We sit on a blanket
in the emerald kissed
grass as the air peppers
us everywhere.

Here there’s no need
for worry or statistical
musings. For a moment,
it doesn’t matter if we fall,
if we fail, here we can move
like the trees do.

Just listen to the birds
and their sated melody?
Let’s forget the world
and its insatiable desire
for “never enough”

Today the sunlight reflects
and shimmers just for you,
just for me. The Earth favoring
us with her motherly kindnes,
tenderness in every sound.

-Tosha Michelle

So Happy Together

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Poem to follow. See under image, but first, if you haven’t seen After Life on Netflix, I highly recommend it.  It’s Just so beautifully written and acted. Here’s a link with all you need to know about the series. https://www.standard.co.uk/stayingin/tvfilm/after-life-what-is-it-about-how-can-i-watch-it-everything-you-need-to-know-about-ricky-gervais-new-a4085796.html


Come with me, my dear.
let’s explore the world.
The good spot always
by your side.

Let’s dine on constellations
and leave the map behind.
We’ll star in our own slow
reveal romantic comedy,
of mishaps and Sleepless
in Seattle precision.

Let’s live a life that’s
tender, wild and lyrical,
while discovering foothills,
rocky terrain, and coastal
hills and valleys.

We’ll wander together through
port cities on golden days,
passing afternoons in our
own happy haze.
At twilight we’ll embrace 
under the street lamp’s glow.

Happy to be together.
To breath, to move,
alive in our aliveness.
Here we’ll create our own
landscape for two.

-Tosha Michelle

The Calling 

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Aware of the weaving of
of days into years. I want
to live a justified life, one
where human is always
linked to rights, where I
don’t just notice suffering
but strive to change it
I want to live a life
of meaning not teether
to logins, tweets, and likes
Before the sun dips below
the shades, I want to be
covered in dust where
the ash falls, to not just
look to the sky for answers,
but to mind the
Earth, to stoke the fire
of change, to be a lexicon
of compassion while there
is still time to change the hour.

Tosha Michelle

On a sad note.

Luke Perry, my young heart is broken. You left us way too soom, I can only hope to be spoken of as highly when my time comes. You were loved by many and according to those who knew you, were a true gentleman and the kindest of souls. The outpouring of love is a testament to the goodness of your being. Sad to see you go. This world needs all the people like you we can get.

Forever the coolest. Rest easy, sir. 

The Will Of Grace

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Now that the worst
is over, she can finally see,
that thanks to him
she’s where she’s suppose
to be. He, her
unanswered prayer,
and what a gift
it turned out to be.
Her loss became a gain.
She’s happy now.

She’ll always be grateful
that he let her in,
finally at peace with
time spent .knowing
it wasn’t wasted.
She sees him now as
he really was.
Maybe, she always did
She’s left behind his
sideways gravity,
a half note fallen
from the sky

There was a moment when
she could have loved him
best, but the long view
had other plans.
Her bare soul now
rest with the soul
of the beloved. In him,
she sees her better self.

She hopes her unanswered
prayer is well and
living a good lived
life, one worth writing
about. Her wish is that
destructive patterns
have been broken, and
he’s full of confidence
and inner strength.

If they ever meet again,
she’ll greet him with
kindness, not bitterness,
or forgetfulness,
like the rest.

She’s thankful for every
hour they spent
Her sweet friend of
moonlight talks and
city walks.

For awhile, how she believed
in him.
How he believed in her.
For a time, how she
grieved for him.
Noe she hope
he’s happier than he’s
ever been, charming
many with his gift
of gab, content with
someone meant only
for him.

-Tosha Michelle