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More Determined than EVER!!!!

Today we say goodbye to our sweet God son Matt Reed. Although my heart is hurting for our loss, it hurts even more that I couldn’t help. Suicide is a difficult act to understand, what were they thinking, how could I have helped, was I not paying attention? The questions race through everyone’s minds when this kind of tragedy occurs.

For me, losing Matt in this fashion creates even more determination. I am determined to provide anyone who wants to live a life full of happiness, laughter, love and understanding, I will share all I know and learn.  

My promise to you is to provide you with the proper tools to create a journey filled with whatever you choose. Yes, all of us have tragedy, sadness, negative energy, or incidents beyond our control. However, YOU decide how you live life. Begin today!!!

Each time you feel terrific today write it down. Not necessarily in sentence form. Title it feel good or happy moments, then write them down as they occur. For example: 

MY HAPPY PLACES: 

  • Camping
  • Listening to oldies music on river with loved ones
  • Salon
  • Driving
  • Making love
  • My front porch
  • Writing

As you can see the list is to help you be aware of the ‘happy’ people, places, or events. These do not stop all negativity, but they definitely detour those events. 

If I were to line all the people I know or who I am associated with, who committed suicide, I know without a doubt each one would say, “I wish I could take it back. I didn’t mean to hurt the ones I love!!! I simply did not see any alternative.” 

You see anyone who chooses to take their own life was not thinking how will or do my loved ones feel. Many entitle it selfish, but I can’t. Instead, I choose to use misinformed. Not enough information on who, what, when, where, why, and how to seek, find and enjoy their own happiness!!! 

Life is meant to live!!! Why not choose to enjoy the journey? Will every moment be perfect? No! However, keep allowing, visualizing, accomplishing, setting goals and focus on feeling TERRIFIC!!! As long as you create a habitual way of living in the vibration of ‘being happy’ you will always stop, think, feel the bad feeling then quickly switch your emotions to a better vibration. It can be as quick as a snap of your fingers. Each time I feel down and out I quickly find a pen and paper. Writing is my quick way to change emotions. You will find yours! 

Take time out of your busy schedule today to pause…pause for suicide victims, pause for the loved ones who have lost someone to suicide. Next find a happy thought for you and share it with the world! Post it, photograph it whatever it takes find the feel good vibration. You can actually help all who have been affected by this empty feeling by teaching others there is an easier way and it is much more fun. Teach yourself and loved ones how to find their own happiness, share what you have learned.

Sadly, I can’t bring back the ones we have already lost! However, I am determined to teach others how to carry on. You can help!!! Glorify your loved ones who have taken their own lives by helping others to make a happier choice!!! 

; until we meet again Matthew Reed I will continue to pray, smile and share the knowledge of enjoying life. God Bless You!!!

Carry On and Have Fun!!! 

Livelove ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

Let’s Clear One Thing UP……..

First, if you recently followed my blog or if you have always followed I want to say THANK YOU! If you are reading for the first time, this blog is a little catch up on who I am, where I am going and how grateful I am for where I have been.

Recently, I began a journey and decided to share it with you by blogging, here on my blog. My journey has been magnificent with ups, downs and all arounds, thus far. I wake up each morning excited about what the universe has to offer today. I smile, run to the mirror say, GOOD MORNING BEAUTIFUL WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY IT IS TO ENJOY THIS JOURNEY. I AM READY AND EXCITED ABOUT MY JOURNEY TODAY!!!!!!!!

Okay, to be honest, I don’t jump up and scream that every morning (but after reading it, I might try it because it feels really good) nor do I wake up in a perfect mood everyday. However, I do wake up every morning anticipating what is going to be Terrific in my day. I also will admit I have a few rituals of ‘Pump Me Up’ that I perform. Sometimes it is lay there until I catch the beautiful vision I want or I will talk to myself in the mirror for a brief moment. The most important part, you understand, is my journey is to live in a vibration of feeling happy the majority of the time. The most exciting part of this journey is I am sharing it with you!

Here is what we needed to clear up! I did have a life changing experience that reminded me of who I am. I have felt some (in my opinion very little) despair over this experience. The truth is me shattering my leg, laying in a ditch, and seven months later still trying to heal changed my life, by reminding me of my life purpose. You see I have had very few catastrophes in my life. I have suffered the loss of loved ones, but always felt the love I had for them will always keep them alive. I am sure my mother and father would tell you otherwise, but according to me my life was perfect from day one! I mean my mother didn’t name me for a couple of days and when she did come up with a name it was- Teena (unique spelling) and Gay for the middle!! What? Yes, I am telling you the only thing my accident did for me, which I am super grateful for, was to remind me of my life purpose. I was born to spread, be and teach others to be happy. To find their bliss.

That may sound crazy, but it’s true. I can’t tell you, of anytime in my life, that I havent found something good or positive out of a situation. Not one. Therefore, if I write about despair, depression, loss please note I am in no way shape or form comparing my measly little issues with some of your horrific situations. Lately, I have read some blogs that I feel so sorry for some people. That is why I felt like you needed to know I understand everyone has issues in their life. The best I can do is offer you new tools to assist you in enjoying your time here on earth; because they are my gifts I am sharing with you.

I am grateful for my life. I have lived a life most could only dream of. I had a strong circle of love from my family from parents to aunts/uncles, grandparents, step-parents, friends the list and circle becomes larger all the time. I married my best friend, have four beautiful children, and much more. Who am I? I don’t know, but I do know what I love and what creates a feeling of overwhelming happiness. I also know my ‘job’ ‘mission’ ‘life purpose’ ‘whatever’ you want to call it…it is to ‘be happy’ and teach you how to ‘be happy.’ Remember, what makes me happy doesn’t necessarily make you happy, but you will know when you FEEL IT!

God Bless You! God Loves You No Matter What!

I Love You…Because you make me happy….

How many times have you heard or said the statement above? A million or more? Many people call this cupcake phase or honeymoon syndrome. However, the theory behind this is you are a half and out there somewhere there is another half that is perrrffffeeecctt for me and when we hook up life is going to be great. That’s all I need is someone else to make me happy. 

At this point you are probably agreeing with me in one way or another, yet another part of you is waiting for the bashing. Okay what am I doing wrong? Why are you insinuating my mystical fantasy of an equal or better half being out there and coming to me, is nothing more than a dream?

Let’s squash the past event where anyone told you that it is silly to exp ect a healthy loving relationship. I am not insinuating anything I want you to read it again? Yes, pause now and read it again. Okay did you read it? How did you feel after each sentence? Were those loaded statements or questions? Yes and No.

 After each sentence how did you feel? After cupcake or honeymoon phase, at first, did you feel excited and all warm and fuzzy inside? Most do, however, the emotion following the statement ( meaning it has two sides to it) didn’t feel so good? Why? Because if it is true what goes up must come down then directly after that, is going to be bad. Right? So we begin by expecting the worst after an alloted amount of time.

Yes, life is easily compared to a frequency…yes there are waves up/ down of emotions. However, you can change the roller coaster to feel good the majority of the time. It takes a little practice and a bit of mind tricks, but once you feel the amazing emotions that follow, you will enjoy trying these simple little steps because it begins to be fun.

The truth is when attending therapy you will find that each individual must develop themselves, sometimes before working on the couple as a unit. The answer is not waiting on the right person to make you whole but rather know what you LIKE ABOUT YOU, so you can attract someone who enhances the real you. 

I realize that’s a great deal to take in. So let me show you what I mean. I don’t care if you are in a relationship or you are looking for that perfect someone take a min. try this then come back to it later and try again.

1. Write down words that bring you joy. No not about someone else’s likes or dislikes just about you! Mine would begin with: swimming, water, sex, bicycling, sunshine, writing, music. (You get the idea).

2. Next write words you like in either who you are dating, married or searching for. Make sure it has a feel good emotional attachment. Example: music, partying, socializing, working out ect…anything that makes you smile. 

I understand that he or she has hurt you and they should have to pay for your broken heart.  It doesn’t matter what kind of relationship this is siblings, lovers, parents, if you continually focus on their negativity, you will continue to receive negative and unpleasant results. What you RESIST PERSIST. They will continue to find fault in you and you will do the same.

Instead of focusing  on what you don’t  like about them transfer those thoughts to something you like about them. It can be physical  or emotioal. Once you get started you won’t want to quit! 

Have fun, be happy and expect only the best for all situation concerning you. You are worthy of being loved, loving others, and having a life full of Sunshine and Lollipops. Enjoy! 

If you know of someone struggling….

Hello let me introduce myself my name is love, pink, joyful, laughter, fun, accepting, free-spirited, sensual, kind, caring, understanding, insightful, focused, millionaire, educator, magnificent, dynamic, sparkly, diamond lover, debater, healthy, swimmer, who loves others and wants them to come along and take this ‘HAPPY’ adventure with me! My name is Teena Drake, my game is living life as HAPPY as possible.

Wow! Brag much Teena? Nope I don’t have to brag this is how people have described me and the adjectives I have chosen to identify my life with. You see my entire life has been altered for the better of me, but the most exciting part is for the betterment of you too!

You might be puzzled, but allow me to take a couple of pieces of this puzzle and show you a glimpse of the possibilities. I am so excited right now I can barely type! I keep walking away saying don’t do this! It’s to scary to tell the world what you have learned! But if I keep it a secret well I can’t keep this feeling or life! Which puts me in a pickle! Therefore, I am busting out!!!! So if you are ready to see who you are and find that ‘HAPPY’ place you have been longing for follow me on this adventure…as I reveal a lifetime of learning, but let’s begin with what I have learned since December 8th, 2016. The event, the blessing, that had to happen for me to have received such a wonderful gift for the world – that can seem gloomy and sad. It’s a gift full of joy, happiness, adventure or just a hike in solitude the world is a beautiful place as long as you are happy!

First Assignment: ย 1, Write your name ย 2. Write all the adjectives or activities, that make up you (NOT OTHER PEOPLE) 3. Now ask by text or email so they can think about it, how some of your friends, family members, or acquaintances would describe you. (The third step came from Jack Cannefield’s writing). 4. Read all of them and delete any you do not like and own the ones you love. 5. Anything you would like to share about this first step to ‘Being’ ‘Happy’ tag me so I can read it and share! I look forward to reading about the amazing YOU!

When I began this process I was unsure how other people would describe me, but some of the things I said about myself were not nice. If you come up with a similar scenario and you are saying negative things about yourself, even if you won’t write it you are thinking it continuously, STOP! I know it’s not that easy trust me, but I promise I can help you. Mmmm I take that back I can’t help you, but I can provide you with the tools to help yourself.

I hope you have a beautiful weekend and remember God Loves You No Matter What!

Please! Please!Please, Share all of my post if you are struggling or know of someone else struggling with this game of ‘Life!’ Why? You ask? Because I have been given a gift that if, I want to keep, I must share it with as many people possible. Therefore, I am asking that you tell your friends and family to follow me on WordPress, Facebook-Teena Drake, Twitter-Livelove pinkologist@TeenaDrake, Instagram- live_love_pinkologist and you tube. When I begin to video this series I will let you know so you can subscribe to Livelove Pinkologist. (Or you can subscribe anyways). Thank you and God Bless Each of You and may you BE HAPPY!

Time is Moving Swiftly

As I sit in the doctor’s office with Nicholas I begin to reflect over the past nineteen years. The day I found out a new Drake was on its way, the moment we found out a Y chromosome would be added to the mix. Our beautiful girls were estatic. Next was the crazy trip of crying, screaming and racing to the hospital. Then Prince Charming Nicholas Ryan Drake blessed the world, especially our world, with his presence. He entered on a quiet calm manner as if to say, “You can relax I am here for the ride!”

Who knew in a short time we would be waiting to see his xrays on May 16th, 2017 eleven days before graduation. Why? Because of his skateboarding expertise. However, his report was terrific. He has healed completely, praise the Lord. 

Doctors appointments completed I can check that off my list. Today…pick up last pictures for scrap book, Nicholas completes Pre-Cal packet/final and then from here on out we prepare for May 27th. 

Where did the little boy go who danced in front of the television, told us stories about dragons and lava walls. How many hours have I pushed him on a swing only to hear push me higher mommy! Heres to pushing you higher son! I would do it all over again each day/moment. 

I laugh when I think of how much peanut butter you have consumed in your lifetime. Or how when the preacher was too long winded and you would take out your toy finger guns and create sound effects such as pew pew pew which was your way of communicating, “It’s time to shut up preacher man. 

My memories are amazing. The times when the girls wold dress you up and you always played along. Days of the go cart, fancy batterized cars, motorcycles, bicycles and of course now Grettle (Honda Civic he wanted since he was 14), vacations, friends and fun times. 

Best advice I can give…is have fun. There will be struggles in life, but if your end result is to have fun, enrich your life with joyful events, people places and activities that bring you joy and any kind of struggle will be merely a speck in your lifetime. Life is amazing and I am thankful for you being a part of mine. You have brought me and many others laughter, peace, tranquility and a love that surpasses all. I love you Nicholas Ryan Drake and am looking forward to what you choose to do each day. 

Love, Mommy

Accident or Law of Attraction? What do you think?

IF YOU DONT READ MY INTRO AND JUST WANT TO LEARN FOR YOUR OWN LIFE GO TO PARAGRAPH 7!!!! BUT READ 7 AND AFTER PLEASE!!!

 Since my accident on December the 8 2016 I have pondered greatly, written a tremendous amount, Prayed more than ever and learned more from all of the above than I could have ever imagined! 

I doubt I will share everything at this time, but I would like to share a little. My hope is I help a great deal of people the majority of the time.

Before December 2016, I had come to a place in my life where I was sad, confused, happy, contemplating, hot then cold basically I was beginning the stages of menopause. I quit my job, wrote a book, wrote on ten other books, walked a great deal and prayed a little.

My son was now a senior. Although I had everything I was feeling that sense of sadness and what am I doing with my life. My hormones were out of whack it was a minute of turmoil. Next I literally sat like a zombie from December 8th until March 1st. I was in limbo. 

One day I began researching the law of attraction, hypnosis (which I studied under a great hypnotist Joe Stotts in 1990), and Louise Hay: You Can Heal Your Life a book about the meaning behind your injury or illness. 

What happened next was and still is absolutely phenomenal!!! I figured it all out, okay maybe not everything, but enough for me now. Life is….

What?? Yes life is what you say it is. At that moment when I was lying on the ground with my eyes beaming into a drainage ditch, I had a choice. A choice to live, have fun, take chances, laugh until my cheecks hurt, help when I am needed, begin to use my gifts from God, be grateful, love and let go.

So why would I bring a broken leg into my reality? Well of course I didn’t intentionally bring it in, but the aftermath has almost illuminated, where I was before  to show me where I was headed or what, I should say, is what I was attracting. My vocabulary was I am sad, ugh I am mad, I am bored this is sad, the list continues on because that’s all I talked about. 

I know sometimes it’s difficult to see but even Isaac Newton said every action will have an equal and opposite reaction. Same goes with what you focus on you bring it on.  Then I read the portion of Louise Hayes You Can Heal your life.

It said broken leg lower extremity fear of stepping out into life and fear of moving forward. The symptoms of menopause where the feeling of not being needed. Wow!!! Okay those two were pretty serious.

Therefore, I began the process of healing! I read the affirmations the book provided, began meditating, segmenting, and enjoying life more each day. I may have had some minor aches and pains, but those were reminders!!!!! 

What can you learn from all of this?? Live! Actively live your life, look for the good, find your joy and peace. Leave your judgements at the dump because we are all on our own path! Allow others to experience their own emotions and if people, places or things irritate you ask for heavens help and leave them there. But honestly if you continue the process of visualizing, segmenting, speaking out loud what you want and forgetting what you don’t want or have,


 very little will irritate you. I am having a GREAT journey. I wake up daily anticipating what new and wonderful things the universe has in store for me. I have great moments all the time. I see everything  a great deal clearer! 

So while your here in this physical experience create your utopia and live it. If someone says you live life with rose colored glasses… (like I hear all the time) smile and say Thank You!!! Because I will take my vision with rose colored glasses over the storms and turmoil any day!! Biggest message for today is have fun at whatever you do!!!!!! 

Has it been eighteen years ago? What year is it? 2017?

It was just like yesterday!!! March sixteenth 1999…the band Yellow 5 was playing at the Toy Tiger. What an event! It hadn’t been the first time they played there, but was definitely one of the most important. There was a company there to sign, who? Yes, our little hometown band, they were on their way to being FAMOUS!!!!!! However, guess who was in labor at about six o’clock in the morning and Eric was to leave to pursue stardum at one ย pm. Not good timing to say the least! But what an adventure.

The contractions would play with us all day. Become closer together then subside. I had decided they were probably a false alarm. However, he was over due, so we were on alert. I will never forget the moment when I called the doctor, explained my contractions and said, “If it would be okay, could I hold off until after midnight, to check in to the hospital?”

After a long pause, which seemed like an eternity, she chuckled and said, “Teena, I don’t think you get to choose that, but since this is your third child, you will know when to get here.”

My thoughts were you do not know me very well, but okay.

As the minutes ticked and clumped into hours my labor proceeded to get worse. Now a solid ten minutes a part and not stopping. They were consistent. It was now 12:45 and my honey was becoming anxious. Then he did the sweetest thing, he got down on both knees planted a big kiss on my huge, tight, belly button protruding, in labor, pregnant stomach and said, “Little buddy I love you, you know I do…but truthfully I am begging you to hold off one night.”

At that moment my little heart melted. Awe how freaking sweet is he for saying that. IF YOU BELIEVE THAT I HAVE SOME PROPERTY FOR SALE, IT ONLY HOLDS A LITTLE WATER!!!! LOLOLOL

What happened next…Let’s just let it be known my huge, rolly, polly, extreme pain came out and I began to say not such nice things to him. But hey who wants to recall the negative so let’s move on!.

Anyways, he went on to the gig and said, “I will be there, if you have to go to the hospital.”

I guess I would deal with whatever happened.

It was around nine o’clock my mom and her boyfriend insisted on driving me (thank goodness because I was going no matter what). As we merged on to the interstate I began to have pretty severe contractions. I had bought a brand new outfit for the gig, attempting to look as beautiful as possible weighing in at too much to post!

As we pass the exit to the hospital I recall Jon yelling, “Pull off! Charlene pull off! This is ridiculous!”

“No you better not pull off I won’t get out. I will make it! Just keep rolling the gig is about ready to begin. We can make it, go go go!”

Mom just pushed the petal to the metal and we were sitting in the Toy Tiger parking lot. Black makeup was pouring down my face, making me look like I was a pregnant zombie (wonder if that was foreshadowing for the Nuelydedz).

I fixed my face and rolled out of the car, literally I rolled. As I waddled closer to the door I saw a black man covering the doorway almost like he was waiting on me to say, “You are not coming in here little mama.”

As I got closer and closer I realized it was our good friend, the bouncer, Mo. I grinned as my head rolled back so I could look him in the eye or at least close enough. I am still hurting and I said, “Hey Mo it’s me with Yellow 5 I am just not feeling well.”

“Nope you do not need to be in here. You need to turn around and go back home.”

As if some kind of demon took over my body I lowered my head for a second, probably because I was having a pain. Then looked back up and in a scary voice said, “Mo! I have been through hell and back today so could you please move over and let me through!!!!!”

If you knew him you would know he never budged for anyone. He was one of the best bouncers in the world. However, thank goodness he felt sorry for me. He stepped a side and even found me a table close to the back so I could watch, but could exit quickly, if needed.

We had about fifteen minutes to spare so I sat down. Eric appeared to be happy to see me, he might have been afraid of me, but he played it off well. I am just kidding! If you know either of us very well, you know we don’t stay mad for very long at all.

The lights went dim, silence filled the room for a split second and when the stage lit up Eric Drake raised his drum sticks and hit the first lick…it stopped! What? Yes, my labor pains stopped almost simultaneously. I don’t mean I had a little pain, then they stopped. In fact I would push back and forth a few times just so he would kick my hand. Once I knew he was fine we went on together, enjoying the gig. The night seemed to end quickly and I was home, curled up in bed before I knew it. Still no pain, achey feeling just little ole pregnant me, like nothing happened.

Next morning March 17, 1999 appeared to be an average morning. Eric went on to work and I got the girls ready for school. Around 1:00 I told my mother and brother n law I didn’t feel well. Therefore, I was going to take a bath. My mom was pacing back and forth. She knew I was acting funny, so she called Eric to come home early. When he walked in the bathroom to check on me I stood up in the bathtub said, “Honey, I don’t feel very good!”

His face was worth this entire story! He first turned white, then he began to raise his voice…never looking me in the eye. Only to stare at my belly like there was an alien peaking out of my belly button. When I asked him what is wrong?

He looked at my belly and calmly said, “Get dressed, we are going to the hospital.”

Then it happened. I looked down to see what he was so freaked out about. I am not kidding you when I say it was something like a phenomenon. My gigantic, stretched out, pregnant belly had sank to a small dodge ball size. It literally looked like somebody told Nicholas to jump into a too small of a container and scrunch altogether, to ensure ย this delivery is a quick process. You will be out of here before you know it. I began to panic. I yelled for my mommy and she came running. All she could do was hand me clothes in a frantic manner. After I was dressed the girls were quickly loading into our gold colored MPV mini van and we were off. By this time the contractions had begun! We were at five minutes apart and holding. We drove the girls across the Milton/Madison bridge only to hand over the girls to my daddy and step-mom. It looked alot like a three ring circus: I am screaming, off and on, hanging on the ‘Oh Shit’ handle. The side door oppisite of their front door flies open as if a rocket is going to shoot out and strike their next door neighbors. Out jumps Darion and Ashby. Ashby is screaming, “NO! I want to go with you please don’t leave me here. I don’t want to get out,” while she is pushing her meemaw and daddy away with her chubby little hands and almost leaping back and forth to keep from being caught, but she was too little to escape boh of them.

Not to mention her daddy was screaming, “ASHBY!” at the top of his lungs.

Now the kids are delivered and we are racing down the road with flashers on and me still halfway standing up screaming every THREE MINUTES NOW. My mother had decided we were going to deliver him in the van.

Once we arrived at the hospital my best friend Teresa Kidwell was waiting on me and we all just knew this was going to be fifteen minutes until Mr. Prince Charming Nicholas Drake would bless us with his presence. Nope, Nope Nope…my sweet little nurse Wendy Hines (one of the best nurses in the world), began prepping me for delivery, doctor was quickly behind too late for an epideral and BOOM he was scooting on down the chute…but abruptly came to a halt. Why? Because he was ten pounds nine ounces that’s why! My body said sorry call me tomorrow because I don’t know how we will ever get this one out of here.

His shoulders were stuck. That is the final answer. After a few hours we had to make a decision; his collar bone would have to be broke. They did it and finally he was here.

My grandmother was alive then. I am always so grateful that he grew up knowing her. They had a unique bond. I would go to the house after working all day and say, “Baw Baw how did you and Nicholas get along today?” (She wanted to watch him when he was about three a couple of days a week, to keep from being lonely).

She would reply with, “Well, Teena I guess we got along okay. Who are you talking about? Nicholas? Oh yes he is so quiet I almost forgot I had him.”

Ummmm I think that should have been my sign but he was fine! Some people might get offended by me making a joke about my grandmothers dementia, but until you have lived through it, you can not understand! If you didn’t laugh about it you would lose your mind!

Anyways I had a beautiful ten pound nine ounce little boy on March seventeenth nineteen ninety nine. He has brought each of us joy on a regular basis and I can’t believe how fast the years have flown by. We have good, bad, fun, snuggle, adventurous, heartbreaking, puzzling and most of all loving times and I am looking forward to many more. He has never fit in a mold or been the type to follow a crowd. He has a kind heart; magnificient musical talent among other talents. He has been my rock the past four months, while I haven’t been capable of many daily duties. I thank God for Nicholas Ryan Drake on a daily basis. I love you buddy! Happy Birthday!

May my stories relate to you, make you laugh, help you heal, entertain you, but most of all may they enrich your life in one way or another! God Bless Everyone!