I am going to let you be a fly on the wall for just a minute of a consultation session I had with a client a week ago. In this recording is just a few of the questions I asked.This person wants to do something totally new career-wise, so they wanted to rebuild their resume. Just talking to this person I could see all the leadership qualities though they have never had the title. I could also get a glimpse that they are good at analyzing and could possibly deal with numbers. However, it is important to know what you enjoy and what you really want to commit to if you are going to be doing it 8 or more hours a day. I believe you do yourself a disservice to just settle for something based on your capabilities disregarding any disdain you may have for doing it. Of course, if you find later that you have made the wrong choice, you can always change. I just encourage people I want to help to consider beforehand every angle possible (been there).
O que são os amigos senão anjos na terra? Sim, só podem ser.
Porque eles são norte, luz, guia, estrada.
São carinho, atenção, ouvido, palavra.
São chão, céu, parede, pilar.
São firmeza, dureza, mansidão, cuidado.
São leme, âncora, direção, freio.
São silêncio, barulho, calmaria, agitação.
São simplesmente amigos. Sem pedir, sem reclamar, doando e recebendo. Vivendo, seguindo, lutando, amando.
Só são e estão perto.
By Maisa Pereira Silva 💕
Track 3: January
Pray 1st Vol 2 🙏
Hahaha! I've seen this one around and I thoroughly love it.
Side note: I'm that micro generation between millennial and gen-x, which means I grew up outside, but I'm not in a state of perpetual despair. Haha!
I feel like a bad-ASS in this fit with these buns.
PISTOLS & CRYSTALS
I'm fragile not like a flower
Like a bomb with fire power
Only give a fuck
If it sets your soul on fire
Save your fucks for
Magical shit you desire
Pistols and crystals
My gangsters metaphysical
In tune spiritually
With a lil thug in me
This incense and green tea
Can turn into a .223 easy
If it requires fake smiling
Y'all know i won't come
I beat my own drum
Don't confuse emotional for weak
I'll shoot you in your face
With tears pouring down my cheek
I'm only accepting good vibes & money
I resent your whole aura dummy
You're broke emotional & bummy
I'm crazy hop off my unicorn
I'll Pimp slap you
Go back to my zone zen & true
3rd eye wide open I'm fully woke
I see straight thru invisible loyalty
Bootleg soul dressed like fake royalty
You're not real because you got dough
You can't copy our spirit tho
This wiggle can't be xeroxed
Stayed down while he's locked
Irrelevant who I was only matters
Who I've become
They counted us out
Thought we were done
We're Back Real won
And I'm still packing pistols
Chakra's aligned with crystals
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Day 13: Opportunity
To those of you who may not know this, I run a little blog. When I started out I had big plans to empower women and build a brand. But life doesn't always go according to plan. Life has given me so much opportunities to empower women and not necessarily via my blog or my own platform. These days I empower women by getting up close and personal or being a ghost writer.
I find myself neglecting my own blog and I won't lie, it kind of sucks not having any claim to articles published especially when I see how well it performs. The compensation for being a ghost writer makes it worth my while though. My own platform has created opportunities which I am more than grateful for.
This week I have been humbled and overwhelmed beyond measure. Someone approached me and asked me to write her story as a rape survivor. I ugly cried for so many reasons. She has risen from her circumstances and wants her voice to be heard. How freaking amazing is that? And she asked me to do it. ME! Like who am I that she would ask me? The feeling is all kinds of amazing and I am floating on a cloud. I pray that I will be able to capture the essence of her story and make her proud.
Next month I will also be assisting another young woman with her journey into writing and doing some copy editing for her. I'm no published author. I'm not even that great. Can you believe that this opportunities comes from a little old blog? I still can't.