We wear the sunsets on our chocolate skin like bronzed clothing

And when our love is sun-kissed

Our dazzling pigments melt together

And the sunbeams fuse us into one

In those moments I’ll live forever with you my love

You and I were given the gift of the sunset

The light of God shines down on us in this form

And I’m reminded that sunsets last for eternity

And so will we because we bask in the warmth of them

I’m no expert and I don’t have a degree in counseling. However, I have always been told I give some pretty solid advice. I want to offer a reassuring note for the future when you’ll need it the most. I hope you take this friendly advice.

One of the hardest things in life is deciding whether to try harder or walk away. Sometimes you feel like you have invested too much time into something or someone to just give up. That makes you feel like you should stay and try some more. I know you would hate to let go because you have invested time and energy. I don’t know about you, but my time is everything to me. I am selective about what deserves my time. I may sound arrogant, but I want to spend as much time as I can to improve.

So, maybe some questions you could ask yourself before giving up or applying even more time or energy is: Does this deserve my time? Is it worth the effort? If you answer no to those questions, then you should definitely walk away. Reason being that, it will take too much out of you and leave you feeling empty when it is over. In the end, it’s just going to make a mess of you. You could be spending time on something better for you. No one wants to invest and not receive anything in return.

I hope you are being cautious. Everything you do today affects you tomorrow. Especially when it comes to what you are investing in. Insanity is doing the same thing and expecting a different outcome. So, if you don’t see progress in the decisions you’re making. Why keep making them?

Most of the time, people fear cutting ties to things they’ve always known. Or maybe because they don’t know any better. That’s alright, because the average Joe fears change, loneliness, and the unknown. But see it in this light, you won’t be truly happy until you invest in happiness. Nothing is wrong with being afraid, but sometimes you must walk into the lion’s den with courage.

Change is a very positive thing, it will teach you something you didn’t know and give you a different outlook on life and your future investments. Along with that, making the right decisions brings independence. At the end of the day you came into this world alone, and nine times out of ten that’s how you’ll leave it. Get used to investing in yourself, you just might need it. Focus on you, get to know who you are, and do it without anyone taking advantage of your time and effort. You’re missing out on future growth and opportunity if you keep applying energy in the wrong areas. Remember, if something is meant to be, then it will be. Don’t overwork yourself for jobs and relationships. Do not try to force it. You cannot force something to work if it’s not supposed to work!

So, tomorrow when you get up in the morning… Do something you haven’t done in a while, invest in you. Be willing to meet new people and distance yourself from anything hindering your progression. Then get up the next day and do it again. You as a person will progress because you’ve decided to invest correctly.

This article was included in South Texan Newspaper

Are you tired of being unmotivated or unsuccessful? I’ve been there too, but I’m not anymore.

I strongly believe success is the product of motivation. You rarely see lazy or undisciplined people be successful. I wanted to be successful in what I was passionate about, so I created four simple but helpful rules for myself and I haven’t had that lazy feeling ever since.

1. Have goals and get on the right track to reach them.
2. Be focused on those goals (long-term and short-term).
3. Be surrounded by ambitious and motivated people.
4. Be consistent by repeating the top three rules.

I used to be someone who needed a reason to get moving and out of bed in the morning. I found myself going through the motions of what everyone else wanted me to do and I became bored with what I was doing. I was in a college program I wasn’t even interested in and found myself in friendships and relationships with those who lacked ambition. It was contagious. Do any of these apply to you?
That’s when I came up with the first rule. Have goals and get on track to reach them.
I started writing down my goals and tacking them on my bedroom walls and mirrors. I had a quote for my phone screensaver. I started going to the gym alone without anyone telling me too. I started eating better and I even switched my college major. Having a goal must happen first or you will never be able to reach them. If you don’t have goals, you might as well get in your car and drive without knowing where you’re going. You wouldn’t do that, would you?
I think rules two and three work hand-in-hand. I worked hard at being focused but realized everyone else around me at the time wasn’t. The company I kept wasn’t on the same page as me in terms of motivation. So, I removed myself from those people and situations to surround myself with ambitious people. Once I did that, it became easier to be focused and motivated. I no longer had anyone as a negative influence. That’s important!
Next, I came across rule number four: Be consistent by repeating the top three rules.
I became motivated but ran into another problem, staying motivated. I’d make improvements and eventually return to the old me. Kind of like those “New Year Resolutions” everyone gets caught up in. On New Year’s, people create goals they’d like to reach by the end of the year. We see it every year. People stick to their diets or get on track to reach their goals and by March, they’ve forgotten all about them. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t one of those people. That’s when I realized the fourth rule was just as important as the others, if not more important. It won’t be a surprise when you think about giving up or grow tired, but I have a quote that stays in the back of my mind for those moments. It’s the same one that was on my screensaver, maybe it can help you with rule four like it’s helped me.
“When you feel like quitting think about why you started”. – Anonymous
There’s something I noticed about successful individuals… they are extremely motivated. Although it seems like it has always been easy for them, it wasn’t. I discovered they struggled at one point just like I did. But they found motivation with some variations of these rules I’ve mentioned.
Now, I am motivated without anyone telling me to be motivated. It became easy like those people I admired. I accomplished those goals I tacked on my bedroom walls and they went from small to large goals. As a result, I’ve become one of those people that I admired. So, my friend, I hope you take my friendly advice to improve your life by being and staying motivated.


What’s the best way to say something inappropriate, appropriately?

Can you tell me how you feel but with your hands?

Baby, can you rattle me around like pots and pans?

Twist me up like a pretzel.

Pin me down like a thumbtack to a bulletin board.

You’ve won and I’m your award.

So take me home and put me up.

You’re my doctor.

I need a checkup.

What’s the best way to be gracious about something flirtatious?

Can we make magic?

We are magic.

The type of spark we have starts fires.

Flames that can’t be put out or calmed.

Don’t pause

Just play.

and then replay.

and then stay.

Let’s blow hot smoke like a kettle.

Because the temperature in our hearts is rising.

Can you make this desert rain?

‘Cause you’ve quenched thirst I never knew I had.

Babe 4

Baby, you complete my puzzle.

Make our hearts cuddle.

Make our souls snuggle.

You are the crime and I’m the trouble.

You’re the only one who can make my feathers ruffle.

Squeeze me in your hands like your favorite drink.

You’re the only one who can make my sun rise and make my ship sink.

Baby, I’m just telling you what I think.

We are magnets.

Joined together by the axis.

You’re the athlete and I’m the practice.

Lather me up in your love oil.

I’m the flower you’re my soil.

Draw me on the sketch pad of your brain.

The picture of me in your mind will be stained.

When you close your eyes you’ll see me every time.

I yearn to be the anatomy of your mind.

When our parts intertwine we coincide.

When I am beside and your inside.

We glide.

Together we are tied.

Be my future and my past.

Baby, don’t move so fast.

These sweeter moments are meant to last.


Throws a left

I dodge

Life keeps swinging blows at me

Throws a jab

I duck


I fall flat

Knees weak

Mind strong

I barely stand back up

But I swing back

I blossomed as a bright flower

In the crack

Of the sidewalk

Life pulled my petals and leaves

I am drooping over

But I’m still a flower

I was as strong as a building

Then the wrecking ball of life

Destroyed me

Shattered me

But I started putting the pieces back together

I learned to fight back

I learned to replant

I learned to rebuild

I learned how to return

Now that is all I know how to do

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When people look at me I know they see it

They see that love now lives here

That love happened

And when it happened

Our souls weaved together

And the two of us became a whole

When you tell me I’m beautiful

It isn’t really me you’re seeing

It’s the reflection

The love living in me



It just happened

Like the ocean reflects the sky

When I smile it’s the reward of your carefulness

The way you are gentle with me

When my spirit sparkles

It is your undying faith

And everyone can see it

That love now lives here

My smile

My beauty

It’s because you made love happen

“Yea Mon, respect.” He said, as I compliment him. A man that goes by the name of “Rock Bottom” had me in awe visiting his shop on July, 20th, 2017 in Port Antonio, Jamaica. The most exciting event of my vacation happened that Thursday evening.

His shop full of wood-based carvings, creativity at its finest. It requires boat loads of patience, and dedication. All to be fairly priced. He makes thousands of pieces and still has fresh ideas in mind. He’s incredibly talented and could sit in front a piece of tree bark and create anything. He is completely humble and dedicated to  his projects. He began in his preteens and only got better and faster. He didn’t start it to make money. He simply did it because he loved it. Now, he does it for a living. He can be happy going to work because it is enjoyable.

It’s truly magical to step into his shops and view all his creations.

The spirit and work of the man displays him worthy of more recognition than what he is receiving. Rock Bottom  is not like his peers or his competition. He is unique because how creative, humble, and experienced he is.

If you visit Jamaica go to Port Antonio visit “Rock Bottom” at his shops. He’s in a wooden crafted bar along the beach! He’s worth the stop. This man deserves your visit and the positive word of mouth.  He’s called “rock Bottom” but his spirit soars sky high!

The Farewell to my best friend, Track.

It was a normal hot summer day in Glendale, Ariz. My legs trembled, a lump lived in my throat as I stood nervously at the starting line of the 100 meter-dash with the other seven-year-olds. This feeling never went away, even in my collegiate years.

“SET” … “BANG,” terrified by the gun, I covered my ears and busted into tears.

“Run Plaserae! Go get ‘em! Catch them!” my mom shouted. I wiped my face and pumped my little arms and legs as fast – as hard, as I could. The group got closer and closer.  I was in the front. A few more strides through the finish line and I had won my first race.

Move along to my high school years – where the track was my best friend. These were the years my father decided he didn’t want me. These were the years my younger brother looked up to me significantly. I could feel my mother’s and his pride when they looked at me. I traveled, made new friends, and became someone everyone knew. I had successfully made enough noise to get my father to pay attention.

Being from a family of Olympians, they wanted me to be the fourth. I spent 10 consecutive years breaking records, setting my own, shredding my times, and representing the best club track teams of Arizona all over the nation. It felt like it would never end and I didn’t want it to.

Flash forward to my early 20s. I received my first Full-Ride Scholarship for Track and Field at Central Arizona College. Coach Kim Dismuke gave me my first chance to get a college degree. My first chance to shatter the barriers in my way of college. I left with three Arizona Community College Athletic Conference Titles, became a six-time All-American, and Athlete of the 2013 year. I still thank her until this very day.

I could not stop then. I wanted more degrees and more collegiate track. I reached out to numerous universities and went on visits. I made myself another opportunity to do it all again as Track and Field was the only way out.

Head Track Coach Ryan Dall responded and flew me out to Kingsville. He gave me a Full-Ride Scholarship and the chance I had prayed for. I have won three Lone Star Conference Titles, a Division II National Title, became a six-time All-American, and a two-time second-team All-American. I thank him until this very day.

I never thought the day would come where I kiss my best friend, goodbye. I ran my last race on March 10, 2018, in Pittsburg, Kan. I didn’t realize it until Coach Dall came to give me a hug and I started crying like a baby. It was sweeter than I thought it would be. I felt relieved because I knew I had something else to look forward to. I knew I’d done my best and that it was time for me to move on. I had finally reached my finish line.

Most dedicated athletes fail to realize there actually is life after the sport.

Athletes invest all their time, energy, and money into their sport and get so caught up in it, they forget about the future that comes after. That is why I made sure I had something to fall back on and made the most out of the opportunities I was blessed with. My retirement as a sprinter was cherished instead of resented.

The focus, determination, and passion of my inner-athlete have channeled into my career. It has morphed me into this independent businesswoman, published writer, author, and communicator, that I never pictured I’d be.

I am not disappointed that I am not a pro-athlete or did not become the fourth Olympian in my family because I am something so much bigger.