Ask, Seek and Work

So my life is in a weird space, but it feels like a necessary space for me to be in. “They” always say right before you’re about to level up, your life resembles chaos. I don’t feel chaotic, I do feel eerily calmed. I’m going thru major changes, and real life shit but I know this is the direction I am supposed to be traveling in. How amazing is it to know, without really knowing, that you are on the correct path. There is truly a liteness (word?)  I feel. Its almost as If I am not really experiencing this life, as myself, just someone who is watching this life be lived.

Your steps are guided, make whatever decisions feel correct to you, and if they scare the shit out of you, even better. I will always be here to encourage you to do WHATEVER you feel, and we can work out the rest, the bits and pieces. Put in to the Universe what you want, work towards it and the Universe will conspire to give you everything you could’ve thought you wanted. I promise! I spoke on what I wanted, spoke to myself, to the sky, I let my thoughts only think on what I wanted, and the Universe has been showing me exactly what I asked for. Sacrifices had to be made, but that happens often… You ask the Universe, and the Universe will give it but require sacrifices to see if you are really a person who’ll recognize the opportunity.

Be that person.

Whatever you are ‘losing’ will be returned in such an abundance, this I promise!


I’m Back… Kinda.

I’m a bit embarrassed that I haven’t updated my site since December 27! I so sincerely apologize! Honestly, Truly. I could blame it on being busy with life, but I will spare you excuses. I would hate to insult your intelligence, in that way, cuz y’all my people. You want the truth? I just haven’t felt like writing, I was a bit underwhelmed by the numbers. I write my heart out, then I only see a view or two. It was feeling like no matter, how amazing my photos were, or how relative my content may have been, I was getting absolutely no where. So I said off it, why write? Why post? Why be bothered with showing up, If no one else was.

Guess What?! I woke the hell up! Even if nobody ever shows up, I’m supposed to show up for myself. I am supposed to make sure I’m out here doing what makes me happy, and writing makes me happy, throw in some traveling, experiencing new food options and BAM! I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. So while I won’t promise a post everyday, I will post at least twice a week.

Thank You!

Tristan Jonez.



Stop allowing men to treat you as if you are regular. You are not! You are of the absolute best of the best. Lately, Even I have forgotten of my magic, the essence of me, that makes me who I am. I am not here just to accept so willingly the bullshit that a man chooses to provide me. And if he cannot see what he has available to him, let him not see anything. Too many times do we forget there are millions upon millions of men out there, so we have such a selection. WE are the ones who decide who we will date, who we will let pursue us, who we will … I think you get my point!

For the time being, I am going to focus on my challenge of being a tourist in New York City for the month of December.

Tristan Jonez.

Only When.

I know there’s a saying that if you only worked on days where you felt like it, you wouldn’t be working much, and while that might be true, I think I owe it to myself to be genuine. Sometimes I don’t feel like writing, and I make myself write something, anything. When in reality I should listen to my inner being, and not write. I hate writing some bullshit filler just to say I wrote something. Nah, I’m done with that. I can say that everything that I’ve been posting lately has all been genuine, I’m proud of myself. Trust me, I know folks can read when you just doing to do. I want my craft to be respected, because when pen hits paper I want you to feel every fukking word!

Writing has saved my sanity. Writing saves me. It gives me clarity, especially during those times when I don’t know my left from my right. When I’m doubtful in who I am, I write. When I’m feeling neglected, I write. I fall into these mini depression spells, when I start to thinking too much about the future or the past, I have to remember that writing saves me. I don’t always upload everything I write, because at times, Its just jibberish, its just me putting pen to paper. But for my inner being, when that pen hits paper, its as if my mind is being massaged, all the kinks being smoothed out, and I can finally relax.

Thank you,

Tristan J.

Who is Respecting Who?

Even though most would say this is the season of the side chick, I think we have to keep into perspective, that we are all one choice from being a side chick, unfortunately.

I almost found myself in such a position, but then I chin checked myself. Although I am single, and able to do WHATEVER the hell I want, I chose to be aware of the complete situation. If I willingly ‘date’ a man in a committed relationship, then I deserve whatever Karma may have in store for me. He may not respect the relationship, but you definitely have to respect yourself enough to not play seconds to someone else.  We can’t always blame the shortcomings or the demise of a relationship on the man who is in said relationship, especially if the other person is aware. Now, I’m not saying you should approach the ‘other woman’ cuz ultimately Its for the man to take full responsibility.

However my question still stands, If he doesn’t respect the relationship he is in, should you?

Tristan Jonez.









When is enough, enough? What is your limit?

I’ve reached, No, I’ve surpassed my limit. While I will continue being the amazingly nice woman I am, I am no longer catering to anyone’s feelings. Especially when my feelings are never a pause for concern. I don’t remember folks, making sure I was alright, BEFORE, doing me dirty. I can’t remember someone handling me with kids gloves so I am not sparing feelings anymore. If I don’t set limits for myself and what I’ll allow then I’m just setting myself up for people to treat me however they feel I deserve.

Once folks have crossed the line, how do you remedy that?