Meet @UTHOR@MB
Author Aija Monique Butler, was born in San Diego California, in 1979. She currently resides in the San Francisco Bay area where she is a student of Medicine pursing a graduate degree in Healthcare Management. She is an Advocate and Philanthropist for non-profit program development in the areas of Youth and Social Service Development. She is a grant writer and holds an extensive background in Psychology and has a host of medical certifications. Aija has a love for the arts and is a writer of poetry both fiction and non-fiction novels and memoirs.
Aija Butler is the Author of the Fiction Mystery Suspense Drama, My Nemesis a book series, Non-Fiction Memoirs, “Life Honestly After, The Undeniable Truth,” and “The Rebirth of My Soul,” an intimidate look at her walk with illness, sharing her journey through recovery and independence. She is also the Poet/Songstress of the Poetic Experience, My Butterfly Effect, and Non-Fiction Poetic Memoirs, In the Mourning.
Latest works involve freelance article writing,and an album of musical and poetic memoirs. Aija also looks to put together her first script and plans to release three new books in the year 2012. Look out for this creative genious she is taking on the world of creative arts by storm.
Interact with your children. Teach them the ways of the world and enlighten them to new things. The journey of life begins in the home. Its hard for teachers to effectively do their jobs, if we as parents aren’t reinforcing it at home.
Learning is important for children at all ages. Come up with fun ways to teach and spend time with your children. It not only helps your children grow. It helps you learn about them and their individual personality’s.
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The guide snipet from Life honestly After, and the guide a freelance writers guild, Author Aija M. Butler
I started this project in my room. I wanted to give it a new look, a fresh start. I figured it would take my mind off the matter of being ill, and make me feel more comfortable.
You know your room is a sacred place. It should depict your character. My room is my special place. Each and every piece of furniture, picture and accent means something to me and my companion. Even the shape and style of the clock we purchased is a piece to our secret puzzle.
I so enjoyed creating this sanctuary of peace and it helped me feel as if a life with cancer can still be filled with productivity. Only thing is now that the project is over I am filled with the ill feelings of having simply masked the issue.
I guess I didn’t really do this project to make myself more comfortable. I did it so that I could avoid dealing with some of the issues, I had with my recent bouts with illness, and the many worry’s I have for my family.
I think it best to find productive ventures we can get into to help us along the way. Whether it be that we are dealing with cancer, death of a loved one, or change in life circumstance.
We can’t go on masking the issues. It will only make you crazy. You will be walking on a dangerous line. I think that is one of the many curses hoarders and obsessive shoppers are faced with, simply buying to mask the issue.
Seriously, You ever go to dollar tree or the 99 cent store, and buy up a whole bunch of stuff that you don’t need simply because it was a dollar. “Masking the issues,” (singing in my high pitched voice).
Take a moment to cry, it out. Wipe the tears away and begin rational thought processing. After which, there may be a solution to some of your problems. If not a solution a calm and lucid spirit.
How long do you plan to stand for the foolishness your companion throws your way?
If it is a constant battle to communicate, or see eye to eye about the fundamentals of respecting one another in a love relationship, it may be time to lace up your Nikes and head for the door.
It takes two whole individuals to make one. A unique bond formed, to create other like beings. A divine, soulful unity built on trust, understanding, love, and of course compromise. Compromise being the deal breaker, a lot of the time.
We as individuals especially those who have spent a large amount of time as single persons find it hard to compromise with their partners. Being alone means that you have no one to answer to, or explain yourself to. While, when you are forming a partnership those decisions you make affect all parties considered.
Don’t continue to wander alone in love. Sometimes we must love hard and afar. Love you enough to maintain a healthy build and level of sanity. We loose our minds in love. It will become uneventful trying to make something which isn’t ever going to be.
The mind can be a terrible horrible thing to waste. Meaning, that if all efforts are being made to come to an understandable level of compromise and you still cannot see eye to eye, then it may be time to depart. This may stand true for separation of the heart or those trying to flee from abusive obsessed individuals.
For those of you abused ladies and/or gentlemen we will touch base on that a little later. This bit is about merely loving you enough to maintain your own stability of the mind. We can not continue to love on individuals that do not care for their own well being. We must love them enough to let them go.
Like I said before, persons can not form together if they are not of equal parts. If you are not whole, one, gist, an individual with individual goals, plans, and assets. Then you are not ready to become unified with another whole individual.
Be true to yourself, that’s the only individual you can truly control. To read further on this matter, I encourage you to read A nickel short of a Dollar.
Excerpt piece from Life Honestly After, In stores 12/25/2010, and A Journals Diary, In and Out of Love, Authors Aija M. Butler, Lovesjoy
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What are my qualities if I am to be called Woman?
Is there a list of qualifications?
Is it my ability to bare children?
Is it my integrity, my class, my respectable manner?
Am I uniquely beautiful as many women are from birth or is it my butterfly center. If I am too be woman is it due to my beautiful smile, my hair kinky curly straight or its wave. Could it be my skin bright caramel black berry chocolate milk or white. If I am a woman am I mere a descendant of eve. Does the roundness of my breast or the sweet nectar of my kiss suggest that I am woman.
Does the soft caress of my hand or the sultry voice indicate my sex.
If I am to be called woman what does this constitute. Am I a woman merely because I am female. Does the way that I dress speak and handle my business say that I am a woman. Am I to be called a woman if I am educated and speak with a calm tongue, in confidence.
Is a woman a woman, simply because she proclaims to be. Are their some qualities we must possess to show the true nature of a woman.
The Webster’s Dictionary says that the woman is just an adult female person. While the Webster’s Thesaurus corresponds woman as being lady or female.
I know many women, and they have many qualities and none of those qualities suggest that they are women by simply being female. We are woman by the way in which we stand, for what we believe in. Our motherly instincts, our strive for the success of our own and family. Our classy dress, the arch of our brows, and swell of our lips. We are women, standing along side our men. Building our family foundation, nurturing our children.
We are women by our emotional bouts, our sensitive moments,
Our stern and disciplined tongue.
If I am to be called a Woman, I am too be one that has an invincible spirit, a fighter, a lover, and a child of God.
Author Aija M. Butler
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Excerpt from Life Honestly After, The Undeniable Equitable Truth, PublishAmerica
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In Stores December 25, 2010
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