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Seeds for the Journey-Love Me

Posted on 13 August, 2017 at 22:25 Comments comments (1054)

Blessed be to all, Dear Me I love You INC. just posted Seeds for the Journey -Love Me,on you tube. "Love Me" is a poem from my book "Words of Affirmation". In my video we reflect upon the meaning of the seed "Love". How do you define that word? Many people interpret the word love as an expression or the act of giving. However if that lends to be true than what is it that needs to be given that meets your expectation of love. To me, Love just is. I find that its the act of giving that is misinterpreted as love. The knowledge being shared today is that love must be possessed first before we try to give it away.  These are seeds for the journey. Be Blessed 

Blessed and Highly Favored

Posted on 6 August, 2017 at 11:55 Comments comments (811)

Blessed Be to all my followers, Dear Me I Love You has returned to share many new seeds that has manifested since our last communication. I'm excited to share with you that "Im Not Alone" has been released and available in our webstore for purchase as well as Amazon and Xlibris websites. We added hand crafted women and men beaded bracelets to our inventory of jewelry. We have a large selection of scented oils for purchase in which we have a promotional offer for a limited time. With every $30.00 purchase of oil you receive a free oil burner kit to include three sample fragrances. Dear Me I love You INC now can be found on UTUBE. "Seeds for the Journey", I will be talking about everything we offer, poetry, journel writing, jewelry and so much more. Many Blessings to you all.

Love Me

Posted on 14 February, 2016 at 7:30 Comments comments (541)

Good morning to all my viewers and Happy Valentines Day. I hope you like this poem called LOVE ME, be blessed.  

                                                                                                        Love Me

A caution to all,

before you are led astray.

Love must be owned,

before its given away.

Love is desired by many,

this feeling should not be denied.

However how a person treats someone,

is how they feel about themselves inside.

Like a thief in the night,

stolen goods are exchanged.

A false persona given to the receiver;

leading to heart break and pain.

Love is strongly felt

longing from the body comes the thirst;

yet to satiate this longing,

it must be possessed by SELF first.

In The Morning

Posted on 29 August, 2015 at 13:10 Comments comments (2034)

Good afternoon to all my viewers, today's poem is called "In The Morning." I hope you enjoy.

In The Morning

With eyes raised to the heavens,

watching the dark clouds align.

Silence of the night invades the essence.

Living creatures have abandoned their design.

The Mind and Body reacts in a defensive mode.

It feels these circumstances are of a threat.

However the Soul knows these conditions are temporary,

making the rage of this storm of no effect.

The wind and rain will come and go

From this a lesson I must learn.

My strength comes from what I have endured,

for only my Creator's purpose is discerned.

The darkness has now relinquished its sphere.

The birds are singing a new song.

This storm has subsided and I made it through this night,

for in Faith, a change cometh in the morning.

Caution of Perception

Posted on 17 August, 2015 at 21:15 Comments comments (768)

Good evening to all my viewers. I hope you liked the previous entry "Where is My Sovereignty." In this the poem the writer is sharing that an imbalance has the potential of causing jealousy, envy and dislike towards others. Be mindful that, perception is based on a persons internal and external experiences, so use caution when viewing others.  For we are all individually made and blessed by the one who created us.

Where Is My Sovereignty

Posted on 9 August, 2015 at 11:15 Comments comments (779)

Goodmorning viewers today's poem is "Where Is My Sovereignty". I hope you enjoy, Be Blessed !

Where Is My Sovereignty

Storms may appear intense at times

which can cause an imbalance.

The eyes will change from blue to green,

Inducing feelings of covetous and malice.

The Laws of Perception is subjective

so be careful what your eyes see.

Sometimes that tunnel can become rather narrow

which can prevent us from viewing things objectively.

Storms come and go, life isn't fair

so stop the comparison.

Our Creator gives us what we can bear,

for together all things will come.

Seek the balance of the three elements,

which will keep you well grounded.

Knowing that there's a reason and purpose for everything,

So your blessings will be abounded.

Future Events

Posted on 27 July, 2015 at 0:50 Comments comments (850)

Goodmorning to all my viewers,

       I hope you enjoyed the poem "Daddy Comb My Hair". This poem gives a special message to all the Father's with little girls. The writer is sharing that your actions speaks volumes in the future actions of your daughters. As you already know its not what you say but what you do that makes the difference. 

        This poem will be coming out soon as a video, on my up and coming u-tube channel, so make sure you subscribe. Also my first book of poems "Words of Affirmation" is now released and can be purchased on, and in this web store. My sequel to Words of Affirmation will be released in the beginning of next year and called "I'm Not Alone". This book has a character, Makeda, the poetress, who will take you on her journey as she allows you to watch her poetry come to life.

Thank you again for all of your support, and as always, Be Blessed!


Daddy, Comb My Hair

Posted on 20 June, 2015 at 22:25 Comments comments (6973)

This is a dedication to all the Father's on Father's Day. Be Blessed.

Daddy Comb My Hair

The door swings wide,

there's a bright smile yet a serious stare.

In the doorway stood my little girl,

"Daddy, can you comb my hair?"

I see the comb and a bow in her hand.

She's kidding, to myself I thought,

To actually comb my daughter's hair,

This is one thing I cannot.

Afraid to try but I will attempt the task

As I pointed to the place.

Where she was to sit between my legs

The actions of my mother I will aim to trace.

With caution, I sectioned out her mane,

This was a teaching moment that we both shared.

For each stroke of the comb represented my love.

A role model of someone who cares.

I realized my fear was mere ignorance,

It was my actions that will be the reflection.

How to be treated by someone declaring their love.

Will weigh heavily on my daughter's male selection.

A future queen she will become

The expectation will be compared.

So if ever questioned by her King,

She'll respond, "Because my Daddy combed my hair."

My Goodbyes

Posted on 23 April, 2015 at 20:00 Comments comments (710)

Goodafternoon my viewers, todays poem is called "My Goodbyes". I hope you enjoy.

My Goodbyes

The graveyard appears dreary,

the the marble stone shiny new.

Who would have fathomed.

I would be saying goodbye to you.

Once again my path has changed its course,

A new direction I have taken.

My eyes now focused on future things.

New life lessons I am embracing.

My soul is sadden yet filled with joy,

for this is bitter sweet.

Believe me, I'm not deserting you.

However, I'm not where I used to be.

I will always cherish the moments we once had,

and the lessons I've learned on the way.

That's why I must say goodbye to what was,

and embrace the new me I am today.


The Great I Am

Posted on 23 April, 2015 at 20:00 Comments comments (394)

Good morning to all my viewers. Todays Blog entry is called "The Great I Am". I hope you enjoy.


The Great I Am

I am,

spoke the confident voice from above.

I am,

the word became flesh and shed my blood.

I am,

the creator of all living things.

I am,

the protective force, when you call out my name.

I am,

the manna that fell from the sky.

I am,

the skins that covered Adam's nakedness after he lied.

I am,

the designer, by my hands you are uniquely made from.

I am,

therefore you are unconditionally loved.

The question is,

if you acknowledge all these things of me.

I must ask,

why do you find it difficult to believe?