Endure

Endure
v. en·dured, en·dur·ing, en·dures
v.tr.
1. To carry on through, despite hardships; undergo: endure an Arctic winter.
2. To bear with tolerance: "We seek the truth, and will endure the consequences" (Charles Seymour). See Synonyms at bear1.
v.intr.
1. To continue in existence; last: buildings that have endured for centuries.
2. To suffer patiently without Yielding

Exactly.


To suffer patiently without yielding. This simple dictionary definition inspired me to dwell a little deeper into its actual defining explanation. How does Yielding exactly play into enduring?

v.intr.
1.
a. To give forth a natural product; be productive.
b. To produce a return for effort or investment: bonds that yield well.
2.
a. To give up, as in defeat; surrender or submit.
b. To give way to pressure or force: The door yielded to a gentle push.
c. To give way to argument, persuasion, influence, or entreaty.
d. To give up one's place, as to one that is superior: yielded to the chairperson.

Exactly.


Beginnings with planned out endings
Endings with perfect planned out beginnings.

Darkness comes without an invitation
An Invitaion which forces attendance
Attendance thats forces recognition

All in which endured without yielding.

Yes.

Time to fly

It's so funny how life works out some times, no really, I'm not just saying that because I'm literally in the midst of it working it self out as I type this...but it's funny because in my head I have everything mapped out and planned perfectly like " this will happen, and then this will happen, which will lead to this happening..and YES its genius and I will live happily ever after..". Then life happens. Oh life you can be a real bitch sometimes, and when I plan, you are  the first one to make an appearance.

I know I know  it's not just me, and that change is the rhythm of life, but no matter how long the gaps in between are, I am shocked every time. Being in shock leads to being stressed and being stressed leads to over thinking, and on and on and on... and now that I have re-read that the cycle is completely ridiculous.

Below is an entry I had written only for the purpose of expressing myself, an entry that only I would see. But I'm beginning to think that the theme of 2012 is going to be facing everything and anything no matter how big the obstacle head on, and one of which is others viewing my true writing. One step at a time right?

The economy has finally taken a toll on my family; a toll on my life and a toll on everything that I have known as a life, a home and a way of living. I wish that I could type as fast as the thoughts come to mind, because there is so much to express. My room is messy, there is so many other things that I could be doing, but releasing my feelings have trumped all. I don’t want to leave my home, I don’t want to leave my parents, my Dad, the constant man in my life who I know will fix every little thing I don’t have the answer to. I don’t want to leave the comfort of opening my bedroom door after a long day to my zone, my cave. I don’t want to leave the normality of what has become apart of my everyday. It trembles my being to even think that everything I know will change in a matter of 60 days. Yet there is no choice, and I know this and I am constantly trying to cope with it, even as I go on with the days mundane tasks.

While coherent that constantly focusing on what I don’t want is the recipe to a stagnant life… I like to view myself as a positive person, a person who takes lemons and not only makes lemonade but adds sugar, a bit of lime, and maybe even a little bit of vodka, to make a delectable life cocktail.

When I lose the recipe to my mixture I lean on the wonderful people in my life.

I have so many remarkable people in my life helping me through this, and I am appreciative of them showing their presence. A presence in which takes a hold of how I view things in a way I hope they all know really does make an impact.

“It’s okay that you’re not sure of what you want; in fact, sometimes God has a better plan for us anyway. But deep down inside your heart holds the truth, and in order to hear it, try to be still and silent enough for your truth to surface”

- Email from my Aunt Barbie

“I have read so many of your beautiful entries in your blog and I know you have the same belief that I do. I also know that you recognize when it is easy to live and that belief and when it is a challenge. Life only is lived to its fullest when we get through those challenges”

- Email from my Aunt Nancy

Today I had this moment, this feeling, in the middle of doing the most routine tasks, that everything will be okay… and I am and will be working my hardest on focusing on my gut feelings. I refuse to be apart of a cycle I know deep down that I can break.

Upside down & Turned around

What was is subject to change
What is, is change that is subject to the unknown
What I want is upside down and turned around.







- I hate that I cant add pictures to my blog via my ipad.
- I love that I can post to my blog through ipad with or with out the pictures.


Upside down & turned around.

Take the reigns...

"I don't have time to be classified as difficult, and I don't have time to care"

-Kim Basinger

Did Kim have it right or did she have it right? I think somewhere along the road of all relationships we lose this quality because we become comfortable with being "known" as comfortable. Limits become crossed and crossing comes with no ultimatums, thus leading to the downfall of that relationship.

"In order to be looked at differently, you have to think differently"

"You call your own shots, and you don't need input from anyone about how to put your socks on"

- Sherry Argov

I think that too often we forget about what WE really want, about what WE really deserve. Why is it that we stumble across something that hits home so close, and something that opens our eyes so wide we just cant believe it, that we vow to live by these words, yet completely forget every one in a mere two weeks.  What will it take for us to make it a habit? Is it constant failure? My Aunt once quoted my late Grandmother to me " Insanity is the definition of doing something over and over again, and expecting the same result"

But my question is, exactly  how long of 'over and over' does it take to cause insanity?

Veronica

Dear Santa,

I love the Holidays, I really do.  But here's one thing I seriously feel uncomfortable about when it comes to this giving season.

I give you example A:

Them -"VERONICA! What do you want for Christmas?"

Me -" Uhhh I ....errr.... I don't want anything.... really"

Example B:

Me - "So is there anything you want for Christmas?"

Them - " No, I really don't want anything.... really"

So I'm putting a stop to it, by blogging exactly what I want, that way my future conversations will go like this...

Them - "VERONICA! What do you want for Christmas?"

Me - "Oh man, I can't think right now, but you can check out my blog I put a few things on there that I would like!"

Them -(hopefully) - "Oh awesome, so easy!"

So here it is

* An Ipad (very unlikely but I can wish right?)

*Nikon Lenses - 18-55 MM

*Gift cards to Forever 21 or Love Culture

*Sweaters

* Long tank tops

* Long nnecklaces

*Scrap book goodies (I love to scrap book)

* OPI Nail Polish

* Picture Frames

*Blankets

*MAC makeup

*Target Gift Card

* Fuzzy Socks

*Comfy PJ's!

*Barnes and Nobles Gift Cards - Nook owner-

*A Million Dollars - thank you to whoever picks this one-

* Ugg boots

*COMFY SHEETS!

And everything else that is wonderful..... to vague ?

Ahhhhhh.... sigh of relief. 

Here is to avoiding that awkward moment.

- Ronnie

Notice: To all VChronicles readers, including the readers that followed me to V-Chronicles.com. 

I will permanently be residing here at blogspot.com. Thank you for those who followed, and thank you who are still reading this blog and will continue to.

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Over & Out.

V.

Things that make me smile.......

A blank journal page, soon filled with thoughts, worries, wishes and dreams.

Photographs of my Grandmother around the same age I am now.  She is beautiful and I see so much of myself in her, in her style,in her persona, and in her lips.  We have the same exact mouth, its so funny, it makes me smile wide.

 This is the manuscript to a book called "Write to Live", an anthology of Poems and Essays written by Students at Leadership Preparatory High School in Oakland California.  A poverty, crime stricken, gang populated city.  Thanks to my Aunt Barbara, and Barnes & Nobles, who is publishing this book, I have the honor of editing this awe-inspiring collection of young talent and raw experiences.  I can't even begin to tell you what this journey has done for me in the mere time that I have been editing. What they have been through, and the artistic way of how they express it is more then motivating. Students that I have never met, their work, their strength has sparked something inside of myself. I guess it's a fire of motivation.  I am so grateful that this opportunity has been brought to me, and so proud to be apart of something so moving and liberating. Everything happens for a reason, and this was brought to me for a reason, and a damn good one.  I owe each of these students a thank you.

Things that make me smile

* My Abode

*Being Inspired

*Getting Creative

*Expression through photography

*Spending time with my brother

Look......

I randomly have a collection of century old rustic keys for no reason. I was on a mission to give them some creative spark, so I randomly dropped them into my vase of market flowers. I think it's becoming, or at least worthy of a "Whoa, different" which is exactly what I was looking for.

Oh how I love my vanity, aka the girlfriend of my mornings, she takes me in arms wide opened wide eyed and bushy tailed --droopy eyed and bed headed angry because I couldn't sleep another hour-- self. Thank you vanity, I owe you.

As someone who prides herself in her writing abilities, it sure is hard for me to focus and concentrate when I'm in my most creative mode. So I made a change in my environment, something that brings me right to where I need to be.

"Dad made us a swing in the creek" said my brother who is no, not eight years old, but nineteen.  "WHAT?  I WANT TO GO, TAKE ME!" said the twenty something I am.....  It was like a blast into the past as my brother and I swung on the home made swing, an exact replica of the one Dad built us circa 2000. We talked about old memories, and even about the memories to come, ones we were building as we spoke.



This precious life..... (Booyah Google)

Too often we forget how precious and fragile this life we are living day to day is. Some tragic stuff is happening people, and I hope that besides the guilty pleasure of indulging in a little bit of real life drama by reading or watching the news we are realizing how everything we have and everything that is at our finger tips can be taken in a blink of an eye. Like our family friend Marcus Nelson, who was killed in a drunk driving accident, like this Ranger fan who's son watched him fall to his death, or  like this family who were killed in a plane crash over the wilderness of Alabama. Or like the millions of people all over our world who are leaving this earth with out explanation every minute.

I have been on this crazy rampage of loving everything about life and the ones that I love the most, my family, my lover, my friends, my coworkers... So tonight I googled what I have been thinking about the most..

First I googled the image of "Beautiful Life" "Abundance" and "Satisfied" And do you know what appeared?  An array of celebrities and rich people... their fancy houses, ridiculously priced cars, red carpets, and money. Really? I laughed when this came up, so predictable...sure it would be nice but come on Google, your supposed to give us the honest answer you've become like the mascot of humanity, and this is BY FAR the honest answer, right? DO YOUR JOB GOSH DARNIT!

  So here's the images I would of chosen first for "Beautiful Life" "Abundance" and "Satisfied"

(Take this as a lesson GOOGLE!)

This photograph was taken by the crew on board the Columbia during its last mission, on a cloudless day.  The picture is of Europe and Africa when the sun is setting.  Half of the picture is in night.  The bright dost you see are the cities lights.  The top part of Africa is the Sahara Desert.  Note that the lights are already on in Holland, Paris, Barcelona and that its still daylight in Dublin, London, Lisbon and Madrid. BEAUTIFUL isn't it? (image)

A group of over a thousand met in the southern parts of Italy to hold hands for five minutes.  Just five minutes, in the name of unity.  Abundance;an extremely plentiful or over sufficient quantity or supply ...at it's best! I want to hold hands with a thousand strangers! How overwhelming would that feel? (Image)

I get goosebumps and butterflies just thinking about it.

A young boy who mind you, is an orphan and unable to come in to contact with younger children due to a life threatening immune deficiency, yet finds pure bliss in kissing another visiting orphan through a glass wall in the UK. (Image)

So did Google get it wrong, or did Google get it wrong?

 If those don't make you want to take a deep breath in, touch something or someone alive around you, or really embrace the NOW then I don't know what else will.