Feeling Blessed By God is Like....

Feeling blessed by God and not sharing it with others is like wrapping a beautiful gift for someone and never giving it to them.  Share your gift of gratitude today.  Let someone know what great things He has done for you.

We have a new Diva of the Month

Please check her out.  Her article is awesome.

November's Diva of the Month

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October's Diva of the Month is here!  Please go visit the site and read up on her!


http://thedivajournals.wix.com/ready2journal#!b_our_story/cy2g

We've been busy!

But it's a great thing! Twelve interviews have been secured and completed for 2014. We're excited, we've had so much fun picking the minds of these women and our one gent.  Stay tuned, we are absolutely positively sure that you're going to enjoy TDJs and the Divas and gent for the upcoming year.

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Don't forget!

To stop by and visit The Diva Journal's website to check out September's Diva of the Month

http://thedivajournals.wix.com/ready2journal#!b_our_story/cy2g

September is here

and it's about that time.  Time for the leaves to take on the powerful colors of burnt orange and brown, my favorite time of the year. Enjoy the last several weeks of warm weather, because cooler days and nights are ahead. Yep, September is here.

Productivity; the emptying of a Diva's Mind

My earth beneath me feels dry and barren, like a piece of land unable to bring forth any vegetation.  My earth has become sterile. It was once plush; harvesting ripe for the picking fruit.  My earth can’t mold with dry clay.  It can’t be fertilized with poison.  My earth can’t bring forth creativity from a bleak and desolate darkness.  

My earth needs light.  My earth needs wetness. My earth needs to be fertile. 

My earth thrives off of sultriness; damp and hydrated precipitation.  Sticky even, at least with this there is the presence of moisture.  Ah dripping, oozing perspiration.  All it takes is a mist, and my earth is wet again.

For several mornings afterwards, I will see fog and dew; that’ll be lovely, for I will know that my earth beneath me is just as it should be.  Productive.