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Throwback…

November 30, 2009 By in Journal

I got to hangout with my cousin this weekend and one night when we were out she stops at a gas station and picks up some Now and Laters. When I saw them I felt like I was 10, it’s the ultimate throwback candy. She and I use to always go to the corner store in Connecticut and fill up a brown bag with the best candy including Now and Laters. Its the only candy thats not chocolate that can get me excited lol

Cherry’s the best, hands down. ;)

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14th Street…

November 19, 2009 By in Journal

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The Ultimate Artist…

November 5, 2009 By in Journal

My 7am flight from NYC to Orlando provided the most beautiful view.

I’ve had early morning flights before but for some reason this particular morning it felt like another world. Going from the view of concrete and buildings up 10,000 feet to a valley of sun kissed clouds left me starring out my window in awe of God and His creativity. :)

Too bad the pictures do the view no justice!

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T-minus 4 days…

October 27, 2009 By in Journal

Headed to my hometown Orlando for the weekend to celebrate my girls bridal shower! I can’t wait to reunite with mi pueblo and soak up the sunshine.

Mickey, I’ll be home soon :)

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The Power of Compassion…

October 24, 2009 By in Journal

Below is a video from Good Morning America that covers an incredible story of a 23 year old robber who surrenders and prays with a cash clerk whom he was robbing. He admits to her he wont hurt her but is desperate to get money to support his family since he’s been out of a job for over a year.

Good Morning America

The Clerks name is Angela and both her, Greg, his mother, fiance and daughter (not son like the video above stated) appeared on Oprah this past friday (Oct. 19th) They were all at the studio in Chicago while Greg was skyped in from jail. Here’s a link to the part of the interview when he apologized officially to Angela.

Interview

I teared up the wholeee time the interview was aired. Here was a young man who struggled with suicide because he was depressed and struggled to take care of his family. My heart hurt for him.

He was respectful and truly sorry. He made a wrong choice and humbled himself in front of the world by apologizing for all his wrong actions and asking for forgiveness. He stated he always believed in God and Christ but never lived that lifestyle and up until that point he was always in control and took advantage of all he had. He believes it was God who used the clerk to speak to him with such compassion, something he had never felt from someone else, not even his mother.

This situation is evidence of how POWERFUL it is to love one another. All this boy needed was someone to listen, care and believe he can be great.

If we lack love we have nothing at all.

All he needed was Love.

Let’s not forget to acknowledge the greatness we see in others and encourage them to reach for it. But most of all, let’s live in love.

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October 23, 2009 By in Journal

Watch your thoughts, they become your words.
Watch your words, they become your actions.
Watch your actions, they become your habits.
Watch your habits, they become your character.



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October 22, 2009 By in Journal

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Flame…

October 11, 2009 By in Journal

“The Three flames are meant to burn together.”

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Awakened…

October 10, 2009 By in Journal

Lately, I have seen the same homeless man on the train. He’s a tall and slender African American probably in his 40s and week after week, he wears the SAME clothes, pants held up by a string for a belt with a dirty grey sweatshirt and no shoes, yes, NO SHOES. I have never seen him in shoes, he walks the subways barefoot asking for help or food. He doesn’t come off as whining but instead empty and weak. My heart goes crazy when I see this man. I want to know why he’s here? What’s his story? I want to know why he’s on the train begging? Has he tried to help himself? What kind of help is there for him to take? And simply, what’s his shoe size??! I want to get him some shoes!!!

Tonight I asked myself those same questions. I was on the train about 11pm heading home and there he was. Again, my heart swelled up for him. Looking the same from the last time I saw him (a week ago). I just wanted to stop him and talk to him, take him to a store, a restaurant and shelter. BUT I know thats not a safe thing to do, alone at least. So I just sat there, gave him my water and melted when he looked me in my eyes and said thank you 3 times in a row. As I watched his bare-feet walk away I asked myself: how could someone have nothing and no one? I thought how frustrating it is that the next day for him was going to be another day of begging all to survive and do it again.

I’m really just left with questions. What is there to do? How can I help? can I even help?

I have seen tonssss of homeless people since living in New York City and it has become normal to see them. There are those who are putting on a show while others are sincere. It’s those whom my heart goes out to. And this man continually being at the same place at the same time as me has touched me in a more personal way. I can’t imagine being in his position and I’m incredibly moved by his challenge and courage to ask others for help. For now, I’m just asking questions, but I hope to somehow give back more. Whether it continues to be through small acts of giving food and water or something bigger, either way I’m awakened.

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Sweet :)

June 25, 2009 By in Journal

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