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Here I am on a Sunday afternoon actually heading out the door and this thought came to me, “why do some women, by default or something else, give men permission to make them a sex object?”
Before I go further, let me clarify that I’m not by any stretch implying that those women “asked” for it by the way they dress or otherwise.
These days especially with the proliferation of social media, the objectification most times take place in writing, photos etc. and this public forum is an immediate invitation for other men to join in.
The most disturbing aspect for me is that some men do this with the woman they are “seeing”.
Now, I’m no prude and my man can be dirty with me, and talk dirty to me; as a matter of fact I believe this can be a critical part of foreplay. What I won’t “allow” is the public objectification of myself on social media or any media or in social groups and I certainly won’t “like” it!
Is the ease with which these women accept this as natural behavior rooted in a lack of self confidence or self esteem?
And for the men with the penchant to do this, is their need for this rooted in affirming their sexual prowess; a kind of badge of honour?
So, at this point I will answer the question on your mind; No I am not a feminist; Neither am I misandric
My growing fear for the men who continually objectify women is that they will eventually devolve into misogyny and then…I don’t know; they become lost men?
I am not naïve to the fact that just as some women discuss their sexual encounters with their best friend, some men do the same; with their best friend. I personally have no objection to that; but that’s me.
My observation has been that not every woman who sexually entrance these men are dealt the same cards; some women are treated with the highest respect and they would never dream of objectifying them.
As a matter of fact, these women are completely desired, sexually and intellectually and not seen as a walking vagina.
My question is; what is the dividing line?
I believe it has a lot to do with how these men perceive women and the cues that they pick up on interaction. They then attached a value.
Could it be that some women are afraid of that man walking away that they acquiesce and become “okay” with being a sex object? Hmmm… Food for thought.
Obviously I don’t have answers; maybe I never will, but these are some of my observations, questions and concerns. Maybe the thought has entered your mind as well…?




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There are a myriad of things people are afraid to do or to say for fear that their actions will be view negatively. Some things must be done to accomplish our purpose; your mission.
When one has been dubbed leader, they must lead as this is their mission.
Life is about growth and an expansion of self and we really must lead the charge once we have been dubbed ~ “to honour with a new title or description”.
Many people traverse this life without ever finding their life purpose; what makes them complete.
If you have found what makes you tick and smile with joy or bounce around when you think of it or do it; be an inspiration.
Step into your purpose as a leader and mentor. Do not belittle your purpose by not embracing the assigned mission.
You cannot learn much or grow exponentially among those who are content to remain in the same place. Keep them in your life, remember them, be around them, though always with the clear understanding that your journeys are different and while they are loading the van to go for a road trip you are in a gravity influenced simulator preparing for your trip to the moon. ~ Luvninasimone

You are set apart; do you not know this?
Selected, chosen, sent on a mission
You are chosen to lead; are you not aware?
Entrusted with treasures to keep and some to share
Elected to guide the aimless by works and by example
You are to be the stuff of inspiration
Poster boy for “It can be done!”
To show all that quality indeed trumps quantity
To teach the path of discerning taste; discerning choices
To be knighted mentor, genius, savant.
To step into the role of extraordinary
To stand tall and be strong
You are not meant to become lost among the masses
You wear a crown and a kings robe
Step proudly with humble heart into your monarchy
Not to rule but to lead
To tread new, exciting unfamiliar paths
This is your moment; this is your purpose; this is your life
You are set apart, do you not know this?

Purple Cape


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I wrote this piece on a day when I was not necessarily my most positive or most optimistic.
I wrote this because I believe that it is extremely important to speak things into existence.
Speak always of what you want and NOT what you don’t want.
Use your precious energy to speak of what/who you want to be and where/how you want to be ~ LuvNinaSimone.


Most every day I wear my cape, its deep purple, royal and velvet
Most days I am superwoman
Those days nothing deter me, nothing shake my stance
My shield is optimism, my sword is positivity
On these days you will find me making a path through brush and thicket
A champion for my cause and those I love
As I stand tall straight and sure, my spirit is indomitable
I scoff at naysayers and stand even taller with confidence on board
As my cape flow in the winds of change, I am aware
I am aware of self and tuned in to the air around me
I keep at bay the pervasive negativity that permeates and make the air thick and heavy
Engaged optimism and positivity is my weapon
I wage a war of peace
I have no room for “no can do”; I have no room for fear
The wind beneath my purple cape propels me on my journey
My royal purple cape signifies Superwoman
A woman changing her reality, carving out her dream
Pursuing, resilient, strong
Like her cape; she is royal
Most every day I wear my cape, its deep purple, royal and velvet
Most days I am Superwoman. ❤️

Be a Closer ~ Follow Through


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Its been over a month since I wrote a post and it feels exhilarating to start sharing again!
As you know I post a lot about life and the human condition, whether it be through poetry, music or metaphoric analogies.
Today its just raw truth…as I see it.
As adults we have a constant problem with follow through, some of us wrestle with getting started and some of us wrestle with closing the deal; others wrestle with both.
Some have a myriad of ideas on the table; which remain on the table, some get halfway there and can’t seem to ejaculate, they just keep humping away and can’t birth the damn thing!
It is my belief that all of this is tied to our level of courage.
Whatever we have an enduring passion for cannot be dealt with in a nonchalant or half-assed way, it requires an immersion of ourselves; usually more than we are comfortable with.
This is where our courage comes in and separates the men from the boys.
Some are content to sit on the fence and wait for others to make decisions for them. It’s been called by default.
There is nothing more fascinating than seeing the courage of someone and the integrity that comes with it.
Time is really the worse thing we can waste, so don’t do it! And while you’re at it, don’t waste anybody else’s either!
Life comprises many things; fun, love, adventure, shenanigans etc.
All of this needs to be achieved on the backdrop of balance, and what it takes is courage and a sense of responsibility (yes, I know some of us get hives just seeing the word responsibility!) to achieve this.
We can’t prance around in a deluded juvenile catatonia all our lives.(yes, I know I have “prance” and “catatonia” in the same sentence!)
To achieve all we want; even the secret dreams, the ones we don’t share with anyone; we need to engage our courage and follow through. We need to close the deal. Please; be a Closer.

IF YOU WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD, LOVE A MAN ~ What Evolved Women Want (Anonymous)


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I write a lot about love and life. This new blog post is from the Facebook blog “What Evolved Women Want” It explores the heart and head of the man and is primarily from a man’s point of view…which is refreshing! Some men do understand what want! Have a gander at this latest post ~ Luvninasimone 

Choose one whose soul calls to yours clearly; who sees you; who is brave enough to be afraid
Look into his eyes; look deep within and see what lies dormant or awake or shy or expectant there
Look into his eyes and see there his fathers and grandfathers and all the wars and madness their spirits fought in some distant land, some distant time

Look upon their pains and struggles and torments and guilt; without judgment.  And let it all go
Feel into his ancestral burden
And know that what he seeks is safe refuge in you
Let him melt in your steady gaze
And know that you need not mirror that rage
Because you have a womb, a sweet, deep gateway to wash and renew old wounds

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him
Sit before him, in the full majesty of your woman in the breath of your vulnerability
In the play of your child innocence in the depths of your death
Flowering invitation, softly yielding, allowing his power as a man
To step forward towards you…and swim in the Earth’s womb, in silent knowing, together
And when he retreats…because he will…flees in fear to his cave…
Gather your grandmothers around you…envelope in their wisdoms

Hear their gentle shusshhhed whispers,
calm your frightened girls’ heart
Urging you to be still…and wait patiently for his return
Sit and sing by his door, a song of remembrance,
that he may be soothed, once more

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him
Do not coax out his little boy
With guiles and wiles and seduction and trickery
Only to lure him…to a web of destruction
To a place of chaos and hatred
More terrible than any war fought by his brothers
This is not feminine this is revenge
This is the poison of the twisted lines
Of the abuse of the ages, the rape of our world
And this gives no power to woman it reduces her as she cuts off his balls
And it kills us all

And whether his mother held him or could not
Show him the true mother now
Hold him and guide him in your grace and your depth
Smoldering in the center of the Earth’s core
Do not punish him for his wounds that you think don’t meet your needs or criteria

Cry for him sweet rivers
Bleed it all back home
If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him
Love him enough to be naked and free
Love him enough to open your body and soul to the cycle of birth and of death
And thank him for the opportunity

As you dance together through the raging winds and silent woods
Be brave enough to be fragile and let him drink in the soft, heady petals of your being
Let him know he can hold you stand up and protect you
Fall back into his arms and trust him to catch you

Even if you’ve been dropped a thousand times before
Teach him how to surrender by surrendering yourself
And merge into the sweet nothing, of this worlds’ heart
If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him
Encourage him, feed him, allow him, hear him, hold him, heal him
And you, in turn, will be nourished and supported and protected
By strong arms and clear thoughts and focused arrows
Because he can, if you let him, be all that you dream

What Evolved Women Want

I can feel!…its a Miracle!


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I woke up this morning in a more than thankful frame of mind. Each day I am thankful for every blessing but today my heart sang with gratitude.

No; all my dreams didn’t come true, there was no financial windfall, there were no bells and whistles. As a matter of fact, today I am irritable, I feel grungy…and not grungy chic, my body is achy and the weather is gloomy. But I am oh so grateful…so thankful, so happy for my blessed life.

The people I love are succeeding and fulfilling their dreams and so am I, I have a loving family, beautiful friendships and an amazing best friend!  

I spoke to my baby brother last night and he sounded happier than he has sounded in months, my baby sister and I said “Hey” this morning. Everyone is doing wonderful and rising above challenges.

And I am so happy I can feel…albeit today its irritability and achy body but I CAN FEEL!

I am alive and I don’t mean just breathing; I am ALIVE! The cells in my body are not lounging in lethargy; they are set in readiness for my next move, my next achievement.

I am thankful for simple goals. (I am determined to conquer the sleeping hero pose in my yoga class! And yes…I have plans for sleeping hero!)

But I digress…

I am grateful today for the big things. The big things are not lots of money, the mansion on the hill or wherever, not the most luxurious car (by the way, the value of cars depreciate like a mo’ fo’. You drive it to the edge of the lot and it worth 10,000 dollars less, just sayin’)

I am thankful for the people I love and the people who love me. And I’m grateful for the ones who don’t love me and whom I don’t love.

The moral of this oratory is that everyone and everything brings something to our lives and we should view every joy and every pain with raised eyes, outstretch arms and grateful heart. ~ LuvNinaSimone



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“At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.” — Albert Schweitzer

As the year comes closer to its end, I am reflective. I am happy. I am grateful.
A lot has happened and is still happening, in 2013.
I embraced it all, some while kicking and screaming and others with a light heart, a smile on my lips and a sigh of relief.
I learned a lot as well and most of all I learnt patience and understood even more the worth of waiting for something wonderful.
I am approaching 2014 with bated breath, not from anxiety and fear but from wonderful anticipation.
I fire was lit in my heart and mind in 2013 and its still blazing bright and warm.
This fire within me is the hearth from where I receive warmth and light. ~ LuvNinasimone

Courage or Fear…Is there really a dilemma?


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I have always known what I wanted. There was a brief point in my life when I became somewhat conflicted about what I wanted as opposed to what was “sensible”, best for me or what looked right under the glare of society’s blinding light. Ugh! Thank God it was brief!
I despise being conflicted. During that period in my life, I didn’t make very good decisions; they were not the worst decisions by any stretch but they were not the best ones either.
The most important thing in life is to be sure of what you want and take the necessary steps to achieving it.
What percentage of us is brave enough to follow through is the pertinent question.
I am fully resolved with living a life unharnessed by society’s bridle.
So before you start the argument for a prognosis of delusions and hallucinations for me, let me clarify a few things. In today’s world I know it is literally impossible to live the unharnessed life, but I do try very hard! I also think that the concept that there is the existence of true democracy is more than passé! But I digress!
The reality is that there are only a few things in our lives that we have complete control over. We have jobs, houses, cars, we eat sleep et al and all of this comes with a lot of dictation and leashes which we can either accept or take off to the place of our choice, by plane nonetheless, to prance around bare-breasted and/or bare-assed and live off the land. Not such a bad option I might add, as the diet would be straight Paleo, which is awesome! Hunter Gatherer!
So while we have no control over many things, we do have reign over some. We can decide who deposits into our lives, we can decide who we bring close or keep at arms length or ten foot pole. We can decide how determined, strong or courageous we are going to be.
We can decide to make our decisions based on courage and not fear.
Do we put limits on our selves or do we decide that we are limit less?
Choosing to be as authentic as we can be takes bravery and forthrightness. The first and most important ingredient for authentic living is honesty.
The first thing we have to do is face the mirror and be bare faced with ourselves. We need to look into our souls and acknowledge our fears and the crap we carry around. What are the things that make us cry and curl up in the fetal position. What makes us afraid?
These are things we must face and design a plan to overcome them thus moving ourselves to the next level.
Authentic living is a graduated process and we cannot skip a step.
Some elements and/or people in of our lives will always suck the life out of you and rarely, if ever, bring life in. Contacts with such energy make us want to take a long nap because the exhaustion is so profound!
Authentic, real, open-faced, whatever adjective you apply to it, decide to live a life of courage and not fear. Be a leader, cut through all the brush and make a path instead of looking for one already made and stepping carefully in the footprints.
Decide to be your loudest and most enthusiastic cheerleader and be the one to call the shots in your life.
Move forward with fervor, face life each day with aplomb and dance…yes dance…dancing is good! ~ LuvNinaSimone

The Blues


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“Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.”
― L. Frank Baum

I love double entendres and I love truth. With double entendres I see two truths.
For Today’s double entendre, this is my take:

Yes…some people (not me) become blue (colour) when they cannot breathe and pretty much all of us when we are blue (sad) all we need to do is just take a breath and all will be well. In my case, I put my earphones in and listen to music and have a solo dance party in my living room (yes I’m weird and I like love it!)

P.S For the odd few, when they become blue, they climb Mt Everest or go off to the South American jungle to live for a year. We all have our blue remedies!