Chrysanna Aiyana Mahina's Posts - Warrior Nation2024-03-28T22:18:46ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyanahttps://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/2537173980?profile=RESIZE_48X48&width=48&height=48&crop=1%3A1https://warriornation.ning.com/profiles/blog/feed?user=3pf4mvdo7toqe&xn_auth=noMy Lily Angel (written on October 31st)tag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-12-10:6193495:BlogPost:4508222015-12-10T10:35:40.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>In just 2 days will mark my beautiful daughter's 13th Angelversary! As each year pass, my heart and soul becomes lighter and lighter. Lily is still here with me in spirit. Memories of her showing me that she is still here starts to flood my mind:<br></br> *My friend "I" and myself were walking across the field going to our once-a-month friend lunch date. We had looked around the field and it was covered with feathers of all sorts of colors! She helped me filled my backpack with these feathers!…</p>
<p>In just 2 days will mark my beautiful daughter's 13th Angelversary! As each year pass, my heart and soul becomes lighter and lighter. Lily is still here with me in spirit. Memories of her showing me that she is still here starts to flood my mind:<br/> *My friend "I" and myself were walking across the field going to our once-a-month friend lunch date. We had looked around the field and it was covered with feathers of all sorts of colors! She helped me filled my backpack with these feathers! We finished our lunch date and had walked back the direction that we had come from. To our amazement the field once again was covered with feathers!<br/>
*My friend "V" and myself were waiting at the light at a Michael's store when all of sudden a burst of apple blossoms landed right in my lap (there was no wind).<br/>
*One winter night, as my son, Joey, and I dance around the snow covered courtyard; the last of the tree leaves blew around us. The leaves felt and looked as if they were dancing with us!<br/>
These are just a few of many, many signs that Lily is showing me, that she is still here in spirit!</p>
<p>There are 5 stages of grieving: Denial; Anger; Depression; Bargaining; and Peace. These stages can be in any order and repeated throughout your life. Yes, it is true as time goes by it does get lighter on your heart and soul. It is also difficult to bear through the stages of grieving. It took me 13 years to finally have little bit of peace in my heart. There were few steps that I had taken (and still do til this day) that had (and is) helped me along this very difficult path:<br/> *Make sure you are not alone during this hard time! Find your support system (friends, family, support groups)<br/>
*Put your thoughts on paper! Write in your journal or be creative and make a Soul Collage!<br/>
*Talk to someone (a friend, a family member, therapist) whenever you start to feel down or alone.<br/>
As for me, I kept myself busy by creating beautiful pieces of mix media art canvases, as well as writing pieces from my heart and soul!</p>
<p>Just remember, you are never alone on this path, your loved one is right by your side holding you close!</p>
<p>Blessings of Love and Light~</p>Self-Lovetag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-10-26:6193495:BlogPost:4455462015-10-26T07:19:22.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>"The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. "</p>
<p>~Mother Teresa</p>
<p>How do we love others? The way we respect, listen to, show our admiration and desires to others. We put so much emotional feelings and physical essence into showing the ones we love. What about yourself? Have you shown yourself that "You love You"? To some of us, that is a rather new concept. What exactly is Self-love? Self-love has many attributes that are blended together:…</p>
<p>"The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. "</p>
<p>~Mother Teresa</p>
<p>How do we love others? The way we respect, listen to, show our admiration and desires to others. We put so much emotional feelings and physical essence into showing the ones we love. What about yourself? Have you shown yourself that "You love You"? To some of us, that is a rather new concept. What exactly is Self-love? Self-love has many attributes that are blended together: Self-acceptance (the ability to accept yourself); Self-awareness (the ability to recognize who you are); as well as showing Self-respect (the ability to respect yourself). You need to realize that you are worthy of love and respect for yourself. Look in the mirror and say, " Hi, I'm (your name) and I love you". Do this everyday until you believe it! Take care of yourself by being compassionate and patient with yourself and nurture yourself. Whenever you get stressed out- take a 10 minute break..go somewhere quiet and dark. Close your eyes and imagine yourself in a peaceful place. Can you feel, see and smell the peacefulness? Good! Now smile and tackle that mountain of stress with that image and sensations of that wonderful peaceful place inside yourself!</p>
<p>Blessings of Light and Love,</p>july 15th 2015tag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-07-12:6193495:BlogPost:4353032015-07-12T06:18:08.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>You are not defined by your past! You are growing from each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year, and decade..Take the time to improve yourself and becoming who you wanted to be! Forgive yourself from past mistakes. Your past mistakes were based on your decisions that made sense at the time and felt right in your heart and mind. You can overcome those past mistakes by learning from them and continue to be the person you wanted to be! You are like a budding rose blossoming! Every…</p>
<p>You are not defined by your past! You are growing from each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year, and decade..Take the time to improve yourself and becoming who you wanted to be! Forgive yourself from past mistakes. Your past mistakes were based on your decisions that made sense at the time and felt right in your heart and mind. You can overcome those past mistakes by learning from them and continue to be the person you wanted to be! You are like a budding rose blossoming! Every petal unfolding itself to full bloom is a new stage in your life. Stages of growth might be a new set of ideas or learning something new or overcoming a past mistake or even setting and obtaining a new goal! Each petal of Growth that has bloomed shows that you are becoming who you are..the true you!</p>Good Morning Beautifultag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-04-20:6193495:BlogPost:4272222015-04-20T18:55:10.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>This is just a small insert from a book that I am currently writing:<br></br> ~Chrysanna Aiyana Mahina</p>
<p>“Good Morning Beautiful!” as I look at myself in the mirror, fully naked at that! Brownish hair with streaks of glittering silver here and there. Two sparkling eyes of ocean blue. A smile that warms your body. Curves with few places that needs to be toned. A mother's body, for sure. Of course, there are still times I feel that I am “not beautiful”. When those days hit, I just listen to…</p>
<p>This is just a small insert from a book that I am currently writing:<br/> ~Chrysanna Aiyana Mahina</p>
<p>“Good Morning Beautiful!” as I look at myself in the mirror, fully naked at that! Brownish hair with streaks of glittering silver here and there. Two sparkling eyes of ocean blue. A smile that warms your body. Curves with few places that needs to be toned. A mother's body, for sure. Of course, there are still times I feel that I am “not beautiful”. When those days hit, I just listen to the music that fills me with excitement and I would danced in front of the mirror fully naked. What do you do when you feel “not beautiful”? How often do you feel like this? Everyday for thirty-five years, I had felt “not beautiful”. It took me 36 years to finally believed that I am beautiful even with the mother's body</p>The Hunterstag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-04-13:6193495:BlogPost:4265252015-04-13T23:00:00.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>There were but two beneath the sky-<br/> The thing I came to kill, and I.<br/>
I, under covert, quietly<br/>
Watched him sense eternity<br/>
From quivering brush to pointed nose<br/>
My gun to shoulder level rose. <br/>
And then I felt (I could not see)<br/>
Far off a hunter watching me.<br/>
I slowly put my rifle by,<br/>
For there were two who had to die-<br/>
The thing I wished to kill, and I.<br/>
~Unknown Author</p>
<p>There were but two beneath the sky-<br/> The thing I came to kill, and I.<br/>
I, under covert, quietly<br/>
Watched him sense eternity<br/>
From quivering brush to pointed nose<br/>
My gun to shoulder level rose. <br/>
And then I felt (I could not see)<br/>
Far off a hunter watching me.<br/>
I slowly put my rifle by,<br/>
For there were two who had to die-<br/>
The thing I wished to kill, and I.<br/>
~Unknown Author</p>Indian Prayertag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-04-06:6193495:BlogPost:4255812015-04-06T01:59:38.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>Oh our Mother the earth, Oh our Father the sky,<br></br> Your children are we, and with tired backs<br></br> We bring you the gifts you love.</p>
<p>Then weave for us a garment of brightness;</p>
<p>May the Warp be the white light of morning,<br></br> May the Weft be the red light of evening,<br></br> May the fringes be the falling rain,<br></br>
May the border be the standing rainbow.</p>
<p>Thus weave for us a garment of brightness,<br></br> That we may walk fittingly wher ebirds sing,<br></br> That we may walk…</p>
<p>Oh our Mother the earth, Oh our Father the sky,<br/> Your children are we, and with tired backs<br/>
We bring you the gifts you love.</p>
<p>Then weave for us a garment of brightness;</p>
<p>May the Warp be the white light of morning,<br/> May the Weft be the red light of evening,<br/>
May the fringes be the falling rain,<br/>
May the border be the standing rainbow.</p>
<p>Thus weave for us a garment of brightness,<br/> That we may walk fittingly wher ebirds sing,<br/>
That we may walk fittingly where grass is green.</p>
<p>Oh our Mother earth, Oh our Father sky.</p>
<p>~Unknown Author</p>Autism Awareness Daytag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-04-02:6193495:BlogPost:4253752015-04-02T17:51:01.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>Today is Autism Awareness Day! Some will Light it Up Blue, while others display Puzzle pieces, and some help out their local programs that help families with Autism! My son is a handsome 6 year old with a beautiful heart...even though he has multiple disabilities..Autism is one of them..Take time out today to research about Autism and how it effects families and friends. Blessings of Light and Love~~Chrysanna</p>
<p>Today is Autism Awareness Day! Some will Light it Up Blue, while others display Puzzle pieces, and some help out their local programs that help families with Autism! My son is a handsome 6 year old with a beautiful heart...even though he has multiple disabilities..Autism is one of them..Take time out today to research about Autism and how it effects families and friends. Blessings of Light and Love~~Chrysanna</p>December 3rd 2014tag:warriornation.ning.com,2015-01-02:6193495:BlogPost:4168162015-01-02T16:32:15.000ZChrysanna Aiyana Mahinahttps://warriornation.ning.com/profile/ChrysannaMahinaAiyana
<p>December 3rd 2014</p>
<p>This evening, I (Christina) wanted to reflect my day that had happened couple days ago.. It was a cloudy bitter cold morning...while a friend and I were having our once a month girl time coffee and breakfast...one of her friends (a stranger to me) was sitting next to us with her daughter. She was telling us all that had happened to her recently..then all of a sudden she started to break down...as tears flow down her cheeks..I got up and just hug held her until she…</p>
<p>December 3rd 2014</p>
<p>This evening, I (Christina) wanted to reflect my day that had happened couple days ago.. It was a cloudy bitter cold morning...while a friend and I were having our once a month girl time coffee and breakfast...one of her friends (a stranger to me) was sitting next to us with her daughter. She was telling us all that had happened to her recently..then all of a sudden she started to break down...as tears flow down her cheeks..I got up and just hug held her until she stop crying...after awhile before my friend and I left...I had given this stranger my number with a message saying if you ever need a friend or an ear text/call me...it felt great helping her as much as I could right then...that was the first sun beam in this stormy kind of day of mine...around noon...as my friend and I rode on the bus to do our necessary household needs shopping...a man was getting off the bus but he had tried to save a seat for an elderly man who just had gotten on...but a young teenage couple push that man aside and slid into the seat and laugh about it...I was so irritated about the rude behavior...but I did kept myself in check..instead I got up and let the elderly man sit down next to my friend..(I still had half hour left to go before our destination )..the second sun beam of the growing storm of this day of mine...In the early afternoon ...the storm started to accelerated into a tornado ...my friend had realized she bought way too much for her to carry..at this time...I was in so much pain due to the bitter cold air (my ribs felt like they were broken)...I took 8 of 10 bags of hers along with 2 bags of mine own..and split it evenly in my two hands...walked 2 blocks from the bus stop to our apartment..Even though we had to stop every few steps to rest due to the pain, cold air and heavyness of the bags...we made it home with 5 minutes to spare before our sons had gotten home from school..that was the last sunbeam during this stormy day ...After a few hours..the storm has cleared...the moon son has risen with 3 twinkling stars... The moon son being my son had snuggled up to me on the couch and had fallen asleep while two of the stars were twinkling (purring) one was on my chest and other on my ankles ..while the last twinkling star but the brightest out of the 3rd is my sisterly friend Sherri talking to me while I was trying to calm my mind. An hour later...I fell asleep with feelings of goodness by helping others during my storm...Sweet Dreams...Blessings of Light and Love to you All!</p>