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THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS #8

I am having a most pleasant morning inspite of the many hurdles I have to jump mentally and physically, but I suppose to whom much is given much is expected.

I AM "eva powaful" that explains it all. Because of all my gifts, talents and the other positive things I brought with me - no f*** that, It's my energy.

LOVE and LIGHT are hard working words.

To whom much of either is given, much is required.

My love is heavy.

I profess not to like people, yet I go out of my way to help them, however I can, whenever they call. But I am very happy to be where I am spiritually and physically. I know I will appreciate it in retrospect but who am I fooling?

I AM a creator. Where I stand @ any given moment is my point of creation, whether I choose to utilize the opportunity to use my now to create my later or not. Because I am positive and hopeful now, the things I am positive of and hopeful for must manifest.

I will one day find a way to use everything I have learned to my benefit. I must.

I will not be defeated by my surroundings, be it person, place or thing.

I AM  EVA POWAFUL

I will always be

Say my name

It only empowers me

ERICA = Ever powerful, ruler

By Erica Freckleton

THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS #7

I have been distracted by the talking cat (on my cell) for a few minutes now. lol.. I think I will play some sodoku with __ today.
It's so wonderful to have someone I can relate to on an intellectual level. I love sodoku and I want to know what it does to enhance my learning or which chakra am working on when I do a soduku puzzle. Any who this dude has been pursuing me lately, showing up everywhere, looking like "I need rehab" ewee plz stop it. all in my face smiling and tryn to get my attention. Wow, get a job. Seriously why not spend sometime working out your presentation? Still, I gotta remember who I am in the grand scheme of things though. I am a goddess and he a mere confused mortal. I don't want him. I want something real and tangible, I want a god in flesh, Who is capable of enormous self control, who neither abuses women or get bored easily and shirk their responsibilities. I want a man rich in character and ambitious as well. I am too beautiful, intelligent and talented to waste my life, time or anything else with a man that has nothing to offer and no ambition. Hurry up and show yourself some love boo so I can love you too. Anyway on a lighter note, check out this little poem I wrote...

LETTER TO LITTLE ME

You are the heart of me
The most important part of me
I need you to let go of the pain
So we can properly love again
Open up to love
Open up to joy and peace
Trust and accomplish your dreams
Let go of everything that makes you so tense
And scared
Let go of your hurt apprehension and fear
You are loved and all is well
Let go lil one and be free
Be free beautiful
Be you
And TO THY OWN SELF BE TRUE

BY Erica Freckleton

THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS #6

Beautiful art is cleansing. 
It's transcendental beauty purifies us somehow, invigorates and restores us. 
True beauty is life changing to behold...

I want to be inspired to write something so moving, haunting even.
The whole world will be moved by it and want to possess it. Everyone will want to know more of this creative mind. They will wait patiently, anticipating when next my pen touches paper and they are privy to feel my words, serenading their consciousness and seducing the inner child to dream of grandeur and a life well lived.
SO LET IT BE...
By Erica Freckleton

To accomplish great things,
we must not only act,
but also dream,
not only plan
but also believe.
- Anatole France

THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS PART 5

I am rich, I feel rich.
Everything I want and need for myself and my children cost money.
Most of our struggles are caused by the lack of money, and most of our decisions are tailored and our attitudes colored by this sliver of paper. I am being reduced daily to something less than beautiful by my need to survive and keep my children fed. Hence we play the dollar game. I've seen so many people reject their true selves and morph into something less, to get the money that they need to feel free. Only to discover themselves enslaved by their own greed, soiled doves. Leaves blowing on the wind of chance and change, saddened by their secret shame. No one must know, but they know and they can't seem to forget. So they punish themselves cause they feel they deserve it. The whole world is going crazy over money. I don't want to be apart. I want to be moneys master, not mastered by money. 


 By Erica Freckleton

WORDS


Words wield amazing power
Power to evoke a host of different emotions @ will
I love you 
I hate you
you're beautiful
she's dead
Just watch your reaction
To the words that I said
It's amazing to me
How a phone call
Can change your whole day completely
A text can do it too
Try it for yourself
Text someone "I love you"
Just for fun to see what they'll do
I love words
There are not enough words to explain
The power we wield with only our name
Words are kind
Words are gentle
They are truly instrumental
I am so grateful for the power of speech
To create and also to teach
Words are magical
I consider them a blessing
Just speak the right words when your stressing
And before you know it
Your in the right spirit
Word
Sound
And POWER

By Erica Freckleton

Caught up

Late at night 
when flesh misbehave
lust takes center stage
hearts break
love aches
the foundations shake
let love last
cried the maiden 
fair and sweet
her man just got caught up
on 21st street
hurry back
with the milk....

Passion unfurls
as the curtains part
her bedchamber exposed
he knew the favors
to be received
heard she would
get down
down on her knees
took what she offered
in a haste
quick
not a moment to waste
gotta get back
with this milk... 

BY Erica Freckleton