Ladies, it’s time for us to clear our minds as we approach a new season of hope and joy, celebrating Spring, “decluttering,” enjoying the month of April along with the birds and the bees, grabbing some fresh lemonade, replenishing our souls with a good book as we lay in a field of fresh daisies.

Just as we have to throw out the old and replace with new things, we must change our mindset, eating habits and focus-- becoming more aware of the things that will set us free to enjoy a new season. If we never get organized we will never be able to see our full potential.

No matter what stage of life we are at and no matter who we are, we all long to live happier lives, connecting with the universe in finding our true purpose. Maybe it’s time to let go of unhappy people and unhealthy thoughts, which seem to stress our bodies, holding us back from becoming more confident and capable. Perhaps some of us should practice solitude turning off the television and our cell phones, becoming more in tuned with where we really would like to go and who we really are. These things will certainly help us become more content with understanding what’s controllable.

It’s time to plant some new seeds. It’s time to declutter those old thoughts. It’s time you focus on where you going and not where you’ve been all winter long. It’s time to get a move on and do something fun!

Decide what you want today and start saying “no” to everything else. A simplified life is the key to a decluttered mind and soul.

Dionne Character can be reached at www.characterhollywood.com .

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“Empowerment comes from within,” the more you love yourself, the better you can tap into your creative power, mentally and spiritually,” Character tells the New Orleans Tribune.

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Character is the Author of 7 Pairs of Black Shoes, Street Diva, Twisted Straps And A Sapphire Moon and WildFlower: Growing From The Muck

Women – Some of us Ain’t got no Daddy, some of us ain’t got no mothers, some of us ain’t got enough confidence in ourselves and almost all of us prance around like peacocks in full bloom walking tall like palm trees on boulevards slinging our hair with grace stretching our long legs like everlasting rivers of intuition splashing upon uneven rocks wearing badges of disappointment and grief; yet we still ponder flying low like crows in deserts looking for love in all the wrong spaces in places that will always be too small for our minds because we have never been healed from broken promises yet—we expect a man to be God when we are A Beautiful Mess of colors going outside the lines of a picturesque tale.

Chaotic, we have become not realizing before we can love anything we must focus on all the things we need to discard of our own like old shoes with crocked heels , breakups —not salvageable holding us hostage from healing as we wear crowns full of broken promises yet, we still search for true love with high expectations those that will never be met because we have not cleaned up our own closets housing ugly thoughts as we bring shame upon men not realizing they ain’t God while we throw stones at glass windows we’ve created.

We must fix up our own houses before we shatter the lives of men, those who will never be strong enough to carry all of our burdens when they too have dusty rooms of their own; some that have never been thoroughly cleaned by their mothers and grandmothers.

You are beautiful, strong and resilient. You got your mind. You got a smile and you got a heart. Walk beside a man, let him be your strength. Realize that you have to rid yourself of your own beautiful mess before you can strip a man of his goodness.