Boundless Visions: Unleashing the limitations in your mind

The science of mind is our ability to change our lives with the changing of our mindset. Words and thoughts hold power and we have the power to self-sabotage our happiness when we put unhealthy vibrations in the universe.

Sometimes we expect failure, although we put on the facade of believing in forever.

When we think failure, we do things without full effort and without full effort relationships become burdensome and disintegrate.  When we want success, we must think successfully. Affirm that what you want is what you will have. Claim it as truth and being present already. 

Energy is movement so when you focus your thoughts on positive things the universe works to place those things in motion for your good. But you must work towards them. Words without actions are dead.

Make your goals visible, this is one reason why vision boards are so powerful. They make goals real, tangible and obtainable. A visual reminder of where you need to focus your time and energy. They can be revised, as we reach new levels in self- awareness our goals and aspirations may change and that is an awesome and freeing thing.

The only limits in your life are the ones you set.

So, let your limits be boundless.

Speak and claim positivity and abundance in and on your life; invest in and sponsor your dreams. 

Voice your victories and speak prosperity into your life.

You have the power to live your best life.

No more fear, no more doubts, no more excuses.

Just do it!

~Micaiah

The Why behind The Gift of Being Peculiar

I’m Micaiah, homeschool mom, Registered nurse, writer/blogger, poet and self-published authoress. Being a self-published artist is a bigger job than I realized, but the reward of seeing your thoughts in print is worth it. I write various genre’s my first published work was a collection of poetry, essays and what I have come to call ‘Micaiahisms’, my second and third were urban fiction. Keep in mind I write while also holding down a full-time 36 hour a week job and homeschooling my six year old daughter, she is my ‘Why’.

Me and my ‘Why’

I must say that it’s a blessing having a highly imaginative child that understands her mommy is sometimes consumed with getting thoughts out of her head and onto the pages gracing the computer screen, she’s great at keeping herself entertained and keeping disruptions to a minimal. My child definitely dances to the beat of her own drum, much like her momma does. I wanted to create a book that embraced a child being different, peculiar even.

From page 12 of The Gift of Being Peculiar

Saving Children from an Ugly World

By teaching children, the gift of being different

I wanted to empower children to embrace their uniqueness and that of others. Far too often lately we are reading about the tragic loss of a young life to suicide as a result of bullying. I wanted to create a way to show children the power in being yourself.

They say children learn best by example, I want to show Jamiyah that you can make all of your dreams come true and look out for the well-being of others while doing it.

Micaiah Yhisraels’ latest and fourth self-published book, The Gift of Being Peculiar—illustrated by Dariea Shorter—is a creatively imaginative and powerfully innovative resource to empower children and help them embrace the gift of being different through affirming words and invigorating illustrations.

Author Micaiah Yhisrael and Illustrator Dariea Shorter

The Gift of Being Peculiar is the story of Kenza, a young girl who is not afraid to embrace her peculiarity. The main character reminds children of the wonderful characteristics and personality traits that make one wonderfully peculiar. It is a story that reaffirms self-love, being a leader, standing out from the crowd, and the treasure in embracing yourself.

Those wishing to enrich the lives of the children around them can purchase the book online from Amazon.com or BarnesandNoble.com. It is also available as an e-book via Kindle. Link to Amazon below.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/1792302142/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_U_x_SUzICb34D65X4 via @amazon

For details on other books offered check out my websitehttps://myddreamer.com

Next lifetime

You ever had someone speak to your very soul,

they looked into your eyes and your very thoughts they’d know?  


With just a mention of their name they send your heart a flutter,


and they make you feel inspired but  at the same time so nervous you stutter?


Someone who stimulates your mind,
taking intelligent and sexy to a whole different level and time,


but the sad part about it, it’s not the right time


For me to be yours and for you to be mine


and inherently you know
No matter how perfectly the stars seemed to align


you have to put off this soul connection
until the next lifetime.

~micaiah

Carrying You

When you have broad shoulders the world expects you to carry heavy burdens

The invisible cape rests upon those shoulders, evidence of all her strength

Although invisible to her, others see the cape and call upon her as a savior to save them from the ills of their own consequences

And being selfless she casts her own needs and vulnerabilities to the side in order to catch those that have fallen

Adding yet more weight to an already dangerously heavy load

Weighing down the spirit and overwhelming the mind

Yet her knees are made sore through supplications for strength to keep enduring

People notice her slow movements

Yet they don’t hesitate to add more weight

They are mystified by her resilience and in awe of her faith

They are selfish in their need of her and never take the time to contemplate her need for rest

She fixed their hearts and minds and mended their wings so they could take flight

As they soared onward and upward casting shadows on the source casting her majestic glow upon them

She gave until she was depleted,

sitting in stark darkness and when she called for help

They heard yet ignored her cries

finding it hard to conceive that the source of their strength needed support

They closed their eyes and turned their backs

Forcing her to face herself in the mirror and apologize for the lack of self-care

She had to apologize to herself for depleting her resources and saving nothing for herself

She had to learn the art of saying no and not feeling guilty

She had to hang up the cape and refuse some calls for help

She had to discover the beauty and necessity of losing the weight of other people

She had to master nourishing her own soul

And uncover the joy in carrying herself.

~micaiah

Love Missed

I haven’t written a poem in a while. I was just laying in bed listening to rain drops and this came pouring out.

Guess the rain did its job.

Check it out

I miss the potential of you that I conjured up in all my imaginings

When I saw what you could be, if only you were brave enough to grow and evolve from who you were

When I inhaled the scent of you and basked in the warmth of your embrace

I miss your lips implanting the sweetest of nothing’s as you kissed my 3rd eye and opened me up too receive all that was good, special and magical about you

I miss the heat that blushing brings to my face and the moist desire gathering between my thighs as I remember the sensual details you whispered of all the things you’d like to do to me

I miss the encouragement and support that your friendship brings

A pillar of protection from life’s storms and pain

I miss the perfect representation of Love we could represent by being our imperfectly authentic selves

I miss the security of knowing my heart could rest safely in your hands and you’d cherish it like the most precious of gifts

I miss ignorance being bliss and not knowing the emptiness of love missed.

~micaiah

Meeting people where they are

It takes growth and maturity to be able to be less critical of one’s parents and to be able to understand they were on a personal journey themselves. It took years for me to understand that people can’t give you what they don’t have within themselves and that sometimes you can only look inward to get what you thought would come from without.

As a the youngest of 4 girl’s, I felt the love even if it wasn’t verbally expressed a lot. Once I was older it became more natural to hear my parents tell me they loved me, but it was because I often initiated the dialogue. When I think back over my childhood, love wasn’t expressed so much as it was shown, at least not in the home. As an adult as I look back on their upbringing, I can understand that’s the way they were raised up. Children were mostly seen and not heard.

Although my maternal grandfather died when I was 10 or 11, I can’t remember him ever saying much to me at all. I can’t truly recall 1 conversation. I would hear him talk to my parents, but not to me. So, I can only imagine that he didn’t speak much to children in general. He worked hard and after work had a few drinks, came home ate dinner and prepared to do it all over again the next day. And as far as my paternal grandfather, he passed when my dad was 13 years old, thrusting my father into the role as man of the house. He was more of a doer and a teller of what needs to be done than to talk about emotions and feelings. As an adult, I see how that shaped them, and at the same time how it may have affected me in ways I didn’t even realize.

Looking back on friendships I had, I see I didn’t always express gratitude through my words and conversations, but I felt I expressed them through my loyalty and protective nature. I was very much my fathers daughter, meaning I sometimes came off as gruff or uncaring but I still provided for and protected my friends. In the immaturity of our youth we are often self-centered and don’t often consider how others’ experiences have shaped them. We react and do not fully consider others in the realm of consequences.

In hind sight, I see that I could have been gentler with some friends and I can see that others should have been gentler with me. Yet it all proved to shape and mold me into the woman I am today. We must learn from others what their love looks like and accept it as their truth. Perceptions guide experience, it’s the reason people raised in the same household can have a vast and varying degree of differences in character and personality.

We must understand that even in a family you are a singular person, among a group of people, journeying, learning and evolving. We all function at different vibrations and frequencies, when we can accept and respect this fact then static becomes less frequent and acceptance becomes a rule versus the exception.

As you grow to love and have more compassion for yourself, you learn to do the same for others. Everyone isn’t meant to vibrate at your frequency and sometimes through the acts of empathy and compassion, you simply and gently, meet them where they are.

~Micaiah

Purpose filled

It’s easy to get discouraged when it appears that walking in your purpose is not at all how you envisioned. Whether that vision was connected to monetary gain, notoriety or a sense of comradery and solidarity with family, friends and peers, you may feel you have fallen short of the mark when you find yourself being a sole champion of your cause. I say keep pushing and keep pursuing your purpose.

Walking in your purpose is for you. It is a soul satisfying experience to do what you were called or created to do. It won’t always be recognized by others as noteworthy or great at first. I think that’s all apart of the soul evolution that one must go through. When you are doing what you are called to do it will bring you pleasure and a sense of fulfillment, even if that pleasure is not shared with the masses.

People at their best are often self-centered and talk more than they show. Meaning people will encourage you before you do whatever it may be, but often forget all about you while you pursue or do whatever it may be. They don’t want to see the process, they just want to claim to know you once you achieve success. Remember some people are intimidated by the mere confidence that you display by being bold enough to live in the truth of your authenticity.

Sometimes in order to transform your life, you must declutter your, life and get rid of all the things that will stop or slow the flow of positive, forward movement. Trust the process will culminate in progress, no matter how long it may take.

So, keep dreaming, envisioning, building, branding, writing, creating and walking head up and shoulders back into your purpose. It was destined for you and you will no doubt do it well. It doesn’t matter if the next person’s idea looks like yours, your personality and moral integrity and creative expression will set you light years apart from the others. Toyota didn’t stop making cars just because Ford was already in business, so don’t let imitators and naysayers block you, because they have no power to stop you.

All your dreams will indeed come true when you focus on achieving the life destined for you.

~micaiah