K.Renee's Blog Spot

Reflections What Image Do You See? It takes all kinds of women to epitomize what real beauty looks like. Tall and short. Long hair or short hair. Dark skin or light skin and all the hues in between. Of course, I'm referring to external attributes now, and unfortunately, there are those who equate physical beauty to be far more superior to the inner beauty that a woman may possess.What is the fullness of beauty? True fairness is not something that's painted on or shaped by a window dresser. Christian Dior and Prada only dress the shell of the woman,and while her outer appearance may look stellar to some. To others, the genuine grace of her true beauty is overlooked.  The heart of her soul can't speak. It has no eyes, no hips and no form. From behind, whose concerned about her heart?When she enters the room, with no words to spare, who sees her heart and recognizes her worth? Wow, we've all heard the old saying 'beauty is in the eyes of the beholder'. Old righ...

Who Am I? So many spend their entire lives trying to answer this question. Who am I and what am I here for. I spent many years trying to figure this question out for myself. Shedding the exterior person  I allowed the world to see was humbling, painful, yet liberating all at the same time.      I was a shy, almost scary little girl who found a safe place as the middle child in a family of three never once stepping outside of character growing up in Cleveland. Growing up in a middle class, blue collar family was easy, as I never had much to do in terms of creating my own space. It was all done for me. My father was the breadwinner and my mother was fortunate enough to be able to be a homemaker. I believe I was almost 13 years old before my mother became a full time employee in the workforce. I say that to say this. I always had a voice of instruction and direction growing up. I can't remember too well coming in from school and not having my mom home. Rules I had ...

Love Is The Undisturbed Balance

When I feel like I do I can find a  place to steal away Be still, be quiet, flow in the moment,  BE If I feel like Musiq singing in my ears it's cool maybe a little Bob to trigger the militant in ME Perhaps I might vibe a little more  and wake up the chick who used to like to ride or die Ambitious As A Ridah Tupac, you're missed Or maybe  I'll find peace, resolution in the  Psalms They call me to a Higher Place Selah I feel me  today the mysteries of my soul  unwind the depths of my mind unfold to make room for  discovery SELAH

There are things that happen in each of our lives that can,if we are in tune with our true being, be life defining moments. Our choices and / or the decisions we make can result in whether or not you or I realize the potential our lives have. What prevents one from walking in the purpose for which they're called? Does fear deny the hungry soul from pursuing and owning the desires of his heart? Are you bound by the opinions and perceptions of what 'they' say? The answers to these questions may not easily be answered with an absolute Yes or No. I am certain there are reasons you never attempted to be the model you wanted to be. And I'm sure..you probably wouldn't have made it as a professional sports figure.. And yes, nobody would've probably ever purchased your book......            *TIME* *TIME**TIME* An inner still voice ringing out in the distance says....... Follow Your Dream........Follow Your Dream.......