Welcome: Peace, Power, And Protection

 

Welcome to: Working Woman, By Miss LaToya

Smart, Strong, Confident, and Independent

 

 

I advocate to be one’s self; Authenticity is bold and rare. — LaToya Lawrence.

This is the Introduction post on my blog. I’m keeping this blog going as I love to write and express my truths within experience and creativity through my natural energy unto the universe.

This blog focuses a lot of my work life and our jobs and activities in general. My blog also includes lifestyle, hobbies, talents and societal issues within relation to areas of the various working fields, innovation, and one’s own description of personal fulfillment.

I’ll also from time to time discuss the faculties of extra sensory perception through having been born with a caul along with spirituality as it pertains to day to day life.

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Sunday Morning Milkshakes/Sunday Afternoon Popcorn/Sunday Evening Fun: Quality Time At Home

My favorite days within and around my work day or night schedules have always been payday and my days off. Those days to enjoy the rewards of labor, and to relax in comfort.

I love having my space and reveling within my natural confidence and independence.

I am a loner who is never lonely.

As I love to be alone I don’t need, or desire, the constant company of others.

I love my food and living the very healthy lifestyle I’ve lived since my early youth. I love my entertainment and individual recreational preferences.

Yesterday I made two delicious vegan vanilla milkshakes and popped yummy🍿white popcorn kernels.

I watched an old episode of  “The Virginian”, one of my old favorite classic television shows.

I then watched a good suspense flick.

Later on within the evening, around eight o’clock p.m., I was all set to watch my Sunday night noirs.

I started off with a black and white film titled “Please Murder Me”, a 1956 movie which starred Angela Lansbury and Raymond Burr, the film was great.

I tried my hardest to stay up to view the following noirs, however, as I laid propped so comfortably upon a pillow I fell fast asleep into the clutches of a much needed long rest.

 

 

 

A Client Of Mine

A client of mine who I’ve worked with for the last past three months is having a really hard time right now as he is miserable, depressed, and feeling that his life has significantly fallen apart.

He’s a Jewish man who lives on the upper west side in Manhattan, New York.

He is a retired lawyer whose second wife ruined the income that he’d worked a lifetime for through her gold-digging, envious, and bitter ways.

I asked him why he had gotten together and married her within the first place. He acknowledged to me that she had pushed herself on him, and while he at the time thought with the “head” between his legs instead of the “head” of his brain, he’d made a drastic mistake that could not be reversed.

He also said he thought his second wife might eventually become different within her personality through out their courtship together. And that he’d hand out money to her to keep things harmonious between them when he realized she wasn’t going to change.

My client did admit to me that he’d not always been a good husband toward her, and that he’d put her through some harsh times.

Of course, there is much more to the story.

It’s sad for him to be in this situation at such the old age of his late eighties.

He married this woman who is in her early eighties, which this is also her second marriage, twenty years ago and they both are unhappy with one another.

I’ve heard both her side of the story, and his. She told me this relationship is her second “bad marriage”.

She also told me and whoever else would listen that she use to date the original owner of Whole Foods Corporation before he made it big but that she didn’t like the suspenders he use to wear as part of his apparel decades ago.

“Aren’t I stupid?” She said to me. “I could have been Mrs. Whole Foods”.

She recently moved out and he covers all of her expenses due to a court appointed financial agreement assigned between the two far before this recent circumstance of her departure arose.

The only income she has is a small social security check. He has been her primary financial rock, and as he told me, “She thinks I’m rich”.

He already left one to three million to her in stocks and bonds. The rest he left for his one and only son, yet she wanted those funds also. “He has too much in his life already”, she told him, speaking of his son. “I’m entitled because I’m your wife”.

My client asked me my opinion. I told him that his son should come first because that is his beloved child and nothing is ever too much for him if he feels he deserves it.

My client told me that he totally agreed with my words, and that he just needed some encouragement, and that he was glad that I shared the same viewpoint in which he also did in regard to the situation.

In general, I don’t understand how anyone could or would let someone take or manipulate them into giving them the money that they’ve worked so earnestly for, or in which they were entitled to, through whatever means.

I especially don’t understand one being so weak or susceptible through any mechanism exercised by the opposite sex whether it be through lust, attraction, and/or emotion, or head games.

 

Aura

I appreciate the vibe from the universe and am thankful to the powers that be for never allowing me to lose who I genuinely am, I have too much vigor inside to not have the light of my true being shine.

I awoke upbeat and with good energy all this past week, I had a wonderful time everday on my job, and I had an excellent outcome of events altogether on the forefront.

The weekend has gone nice, quiet, and peaceful as usual, the essence of “spirit” is all around me.

 

Mr Monroe: The Early 1980’s

It would be during the summer months of nice and beautiful sunny weather, early in the morning, when an elder neighbor who lived four doors down from me toward the corner house, would call me over to his home to share the finest quality chocolate candy with me.

I’d walk my seven, eight, or nine year old body over inside of his gate to sit on the stoop across from him and we’d both eat a delicious chunk of thick chocolate bars that he’d generously offer to me from time to time.

I was the only child on our block who he would do this with, and the occurrence was always totally innocent.

He fortunately wasn’t a dirty old man.

He never spoke or tried anything out of the way with me. He never invited me inside of his home we’d just hang outside for a few minutes to eat chocolate and talk.

Then, I’d be on my way to play.

He was just a nice old man who viewed me as a good little girl and I thought his gestures were altogether very kind.

Each time he’d call me over to share candy I’d go back and tell my mom later on within the day.

She thought the gestures were nice and cute too.

His name was Mr Monroe and it was in the early eighties when growing up as a child was better and more exciting compared to growing up now within this day and age.

The Grapevine

I am a straight up type of person as I speak the truth, whatever I have to say about a person I’ll tell them to their face, I have been known for my blunt and bold approach.

Nobody messes with me!

I never cared or worried about rumors and reputation my distinct character always stood out and spoke for itself.

Of course, individuals perceive and misconceive notions about others, in general, however, no one is defined by another person’s conjectures or lies.

People lie and talk about other people everyday.

People have constantly told lies on me all through out my life, gossip is a hot topic for those who are jealous, bitter, miserable, and who have no true fulfillment radiating within their life.

Most people who talk to such an extent don’t know what they are talking about.

Other people’s bullshit is usually a reflection of their own insecurities, tendencies, and susceptibilities. The instances have absolutely nothing to do with the other person on the receiving end.

The grapevine is a long line of history and travel in which goes back and forth to nowhere again, circulated stories of unproven reports, doubtful truths, and uncertain events.

I’d never lose any sleep or laughter over the stupidity of others, I’m far too intelligent and productive for that.

Black Magic/Voodoo/Witchcraft And The Spiritually Inclined

People came at me with black magic/voodoo/witchcraft when I was just seven to eight years of age.

One would have to be severely malicious to go after an innocent child.

However, I wasn’t any ordinary child, born with extrasensory perception, an advanced intellect, and an extremely strong will and spirit, I was a triple threat among morbidly twisted individuals.

My mother was in her twenties at the time as we were both targeted for being who we were, for our capacities, and for what we was able to do and to achieve.

We had also come from a very good loving family that others wanted to destroy so they had gotten to the few relatives who measured within their low-grade category.

These adversaries didn’t know or weren’t aware about the other upstanding and exceptional members of my family who lived and resided within numerous boroughs and within distant locations.

My additional relatives were top notch people and there were a vast maternal clan of them. I can attest and give account to their significant existence.

I am a proud descendant of my wonderful family tree.

We all have a few tattered branches, and withered leaves, that break off and that fall to the side for the wind to blow away from time to time. It’s just an unfortunate fact of life.

Sometimes the environment removes the toxic parts of an element in order to not taint or to contaminate the whole entire aspect. Nature has a way of keeping an atmosphere healthy and productive.

As a spiritually inclined individual who was highly sensitive within intuitive faculty, I was able to feel what was going on around me without being mentally or emotionally affected by the situation.

Black magic/voodoo/witchcraft never had any serious effect on my mind.

When adversaries realize the technique of “weakening the senses” is not conquering their target, they resort to a paranormal strategy to work on the emotions.

Anyone with heavy empathic ability “feels” to the core.

So if black magic/voodoo/witchcraft is used to deceive and to manipulate one through unnatural sensation to influence one’s thought process the instance may, or will, inevitably be felt.

Yet, the occurrence itself, is definitely not the same incident as actual domination, and it does not mean the black magic/voodoo/witchcraft is working on the individual target.

As highly spiritually inclined people, we get messages through the feelings that we intensely feel, and when someone directs negativity toward us we can pick up on the energy, and we are able to discern the circumstance without necessarily coming under the influence of the condition.

Black magic/voodoo/witchcraft has the ability to operate around us without maneuvering within our surrounding area, or personal space, especially when we have protection, a strong spirit, and a robust energy.

In specific cases, black magic/voodoo/witchcraft directed toward us spiritually inclined people will automatically backfire, depending on who we are, the intent, and the advantage celestially framing one.

Instead of us being compelled by what we are not receptive to our innate state of repulsion at the experience counteracts to paranormally repel all of the negativity.

 

The True Gender Of A Distinguished Female

Ignorant and insecure men will accuse a female of trying to be like a man when she does not display the stereotypical characteristics of the women they and society have become fondly accustomed to.

In actuality, I by birth have never been the average type of female or the stereotypical version.

Who said, and where does it come from, that women who seem to think like men, or who are not emotional, or who have sex with no emotional attachment are trying to be like men?

Where did it come from that these traits or behaviors are strictly men related? I was born this way, have always been this way, and know other females who are this way.

Only twisted people reflect in this manner.

No matter what gender anyone is they have the right to be and to express who they are without bias, criticism, and backlash from egotistical and inadequate other people.

I was born a female, and I am proud to be a girl, a lady and a woman.

I was not meant to be with a man it is not within my nature to be attracted to, to love, to desire, or to copulate with any male out of pleasure, or out of affection. And I am not a lesbian.

There are certain men who also feel this way about and toward women, and that is perfectly fine.

I’m not talking about hatred of any kind I’m talking about natural inborn tendency.

I am asexual.

I am whole and complete as an individual, confident and secure, uninhibited and unabashed.

I, of course, don’t represent all females as we come in all variety, inherent nature, and preference.

However, I epitomize what a genuine female is as I am a real girl, lady, and woman.

A female is not defined by a standard that is believed to be or a standard of what one should be. A female is defined by the strength and the depth of her true mind and spirit.