Angela Marshall, also known as “Stone,” is a professional writer, columnist, aspiring bestseller author, mother of 2, ex-NFL wife and business owner of “In Other Words, By Stone.” Her passions include mentoring, motivational posting, public speaking, supporting charitable programs and authoring books. She states that writing, reading, inspiring others, participating in at-risk or outreach programs are rewarding life-skills that has empowered her to positively impact others and constantly encourages her to elevate her purpose through words, wisdom and work. She is available to work with youth ministry, positive empowerment organizations, life counseling centers, boys and girls programs, women athletic programs and life enrichment conferences. The experiences and consequences she has faced and conquered, motivates her to uplift and support others to realize and reach their potential in life. Currently her first book “Lust, Lessons, Love and Life” is available for purchase while she is completing a compilation journal, self-titled, “Stone Journals.” Also in the works is an autobiography book titled, “Reality to Rags to Riches; The Story and Life of an Ex NFL Wife” to be published in the near future. Lust, Lessons, Love and Life express her experiences, trials and triumphs. Her writing style represents struggle, choices and consequences or freedom. She is affectionately dubbed the “Wise Words Woman.” The intent of the author is that as you read her books, you will grow, live and be happy with wiser eyes.
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The things I sometimes succumb to mentally and physically. Is it fantasy or the freedom from commitment I truly seek. Sometimes, the feelings confuse me because its similar to love, only temporary attachment. The false connection clouds my ability to withdraw from participating even though I’m aware that its momentary fulfillment. There are often times when my weaker self…wins.
Moments that humble, help or hinder you. To be better because you know better. The best administrator of choices and consequences. Growth and wisdom determines pass or fail. Class is always in session. The student never becomes the teacher.
That feeling of its meant to be and I’m going to accept you being free, with me. The willingness to embrace flaws, disagree to make up and inhale while your significant only exhales for you. Eyes filled with awe and anger. Kissing honest but sometimes lying lips. Feeling pleasure and pain. It’s better to have loved and not lost.
Choose to live daily instead of once as the cliché’ proclaims. Merely existing allows others and situations to decide if you win or lose, the privilege to be happy or sad and it relinquishes your power to follow those you designated through indecisiveness instead of leading the life you were meant to control. Live it or it is lived for you. Either way you are a participant.
LUST, LESSONS, LOVE AND LIFE
BLACK OR WHITE
Too urban for white Too light for black
Focus on my character, values and morals Instead of the color I lack
What makes black beautiful or unjustifiably catapults white
And who the hell gave you authority on which ethnicity is right
EXPRESSIONS TO MY EX
You impressed me, finessed me, enchanted me
You warmed me, charmed me, embraced me
You soothed me, showered me, pacified me
You composed me, consoled me, comforted me
GOOD GIRL GONE BAD
If its understanding, loyalty or forgiveness that you seek
Forget it, behold the new me, I’m tired of being weak and meek
Loved, desired and adored you, I use to treasure your touch
You ask do I want you back, hell no, and I no longer miss you much
IF ONLY YOU KNEW; TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN
If you only knew that the void you left was never filled
That the pain and sadness is masked by my superwoman shield
The feelings of inadequacy as you left your child behind
The scars and childhood images of me fatherless plague my mind
CHICK ON THE SIDE
Settle for less, giving away more
I’ll do whatever it takes to enter through your relationship door Accepting what’s left, callous to doing what’s morally right Watch out, it may be your man that’s in my sight
Open my legs and bag of tricks but keep my heart closed
Hell, it’s not MY fault, you knew he was a cheater when he proposed
EMANCIPATION FROM IGNORANCE
“Ignorance has left the building.” Discounted hand me down chick, illiterate apple bottom nor sperm donor depository will categorize my existence. Loose me from the chains of devaluing education, being fundamentally unskilled, financially reckless and socially untrained. Free me from the pain of being sexually depreciated, mentally mangled and emotionally raped. I’m a hostage to stupidity, spiritual emptiness, careless sperm donors, disrespectful males, conniving predators posing as friends and my two-faced inner me.
How do you move forward from a feeling that may never be duplicated? I think the mind and eyes may play tricks on us BUT the heart does not lie. The emptiness that consumes one during the absence of a fulfillment that can only be satisfied by the one that made your heart beat, gave your soul life and your senses joy. The hurt you feel when those things are no longer a part of your life can be described as a void that will never be filled and it will forever yearn inside of you.
Imagine being truly free to speak, love and live
Imagine receiving more than you give
Imagine being able to forget the past
Imagine being considered first instead of last
Imagine a world without glass houses
Imagine unconditionally faithful spouses
Imagine your significant other eyes only for you
Imagine your lover words being true
I remember your smile, your touch your walk
I remember your kiss, your scent your talk
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