14 Foods That Can Reduce Your Risk of Stroke
If I can give some advice to all my beautiful blogger girls all over the world 🌎 my advice and hints and secrets!
1.) Don’t Don’t use bleach at least not on your whole head that is! I was born blonde a beautiful blonde until the age of 10 when It darkened…unfortunately for years I used bleach under the silly impression, “Blondes have more fun theory “😉 😜 First that is overrated and outdated! While blonde is beautiful I agree, what is more beautiful is a healthy Mane that is long and soft and flowing…trust me a man would much rather touch a head full of soft hair then a head full of straw that is blonde in color ladies! Unless of course you stay naturally blonde well then your lucky 😏 best of both worlds!
2.) Wash no more then 3 x a week less if your lucky like…
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Ever wonder why you forget something as soon as you walk in a room? Or why beeping noises are really distracting? Your brain has some answers.
Do not let the world make you hard.
Do not let pain make you hate.
Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.
Take pleasure that even though the rest of the world may disagree,
you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
~Edited excerpt by Kurt Vonnegut
I am human.
My feelings get hurt.
My heart aches.
I feel sorry for myself.
I get angry.
I make mistakes.
I give more.
I make mistakes.
And then the day came
when the risk to remain tight
in the bud was more painful than
the risk it took to blossom.
~Edited excerpt by
By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. ~Psalm 42:8 ✝
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Music by itself carries us beyond
words and thoughts into the realm of feeling.
~Jane E. Vennard
It has been officially autumn for a couple of weeks now, but the temperature and unchanging leaves tell a different story. Theirs is a tale of summer, a summer not yet wanting to relinquish its throne. While begrudging that fact as I sat in a church meeting yesterday, a man quietly entered the room, sat down at apiano behind me, started playing a familiar tune, and as if by magic changed everything for the better. For almost immediately after he began playing, autumn’s glory floweddown his arms and oozed from his fingertips onto the piano’s keys. As he played on, the tinkling sounds of the musical notes emulated more and more the spectacle of autumn’s falling leaves. EnthralledI turned soI could watch him play and noticed he was not reading sheet music. Instead…
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It is enough for me by day
To walk the same bright earth with him;
Enough that over us by night
The same great roof of stars is dim.
I do not hope to bind the wind
Or set a fetter on the sea —
It is enough to feel his love
Blow by like music over me.
When the starry sky, a vista of open seas, or a stained-glass window shedding purple beams fascinate me, there is a cluster of meaning, of colors, of words, of caresses. There are light touches, scents, sighs, cadences that arise, shroud me, carry me away, and sweep me beyond the things I see, hear, or think. The “sublime” object dissolves in the raptures of a bottomless memory. It is such a memory, which, from stopping point to stopping point, remembrance to remembrance, love to love, transfers that object to enough and…
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