This goes out to the city that birthed me, pressured and hurried, With grit and precision that almost swallowed me up. Instead, this natal ambience fostered the whit and intuition Needed to survive what life would throw at me. Twenty five years ago, we lived a day intent on death and ushering in the final … More Ode to My City
Lately, I’ve been working on directing kindness towards myself. It’s tough as I want to do it while also realizing how counterintuitive it sometimes feels. If you have always thought highly of yourself and spoke confidently, this post may not be for you. For the rest of us, we can get very cozy with self-doubt … More Speaking Life: Affirmations and Self-Love
There’s nothing like having a friendship with someone who feels like home. I met Silvia years ago at a church I was attending. Instantly, I liked this smart, beautiful, gifted woman. She’s the kind of person who looks proper but actually doesn’t take herself too seriously. She has an easy way about her and quick … More A Safe Friend
A Poem We think following a dream is an epic journey. Instead, it’s like following your hyper toddler around when you’re trying to get him to stay still while you clean his face so he looks presentable. Imagine deciding to grow your own vegetables, feeling high off the image of your homegrown salads, but you … More Dreams Make Me Sleepy
I prayed and begged for the situation to be different. I was listening to a worship song that was ministering to my heart, reminding me that Jesus was everything I truly needed. Collapsing to my knees with my face in my hands on the floor, I cried as hard as my body could push out … More When Change Doesn’t Come
My hurt is too fast. Fast like the friends your parents didn’t want you around as an adolescent.That kinda fast exposes you to more than you can understand With your limited experience, butYou think you’re grown anyway. I wear an ignorant baby faceDespite the emotional maturity I claim.No one is buying it.I get ID’ed at … More Fast – A Poem
I arrived at the police station and checked-in at the front desk. I waited in the lobby just a few minutes until someone came to escort me back to the holding cell. I walked through the common area and was led through a backdoor to a covered space and there she was behind bars. She … More Relationship Advice from My Dog: Missy Edition
The end-of-year holidays and celebrations always bring me to reflection. Of course, I’m thankful for my blessings. I am also aware of the areas in my life where there is “room to grow” and hope to make progress as the year begins. I can attest to the fact that 2024 has been a year of … More Holiday Mood
We didn’t let go gracefully.The intricate pattern of our textile was complete. Such bright colors, even flecks of gold could be seen. Leave the imperfections.Leave the beginning stitches that lacked a groove or rhythmBefore experience took over.Before we hummed and clicked into a finished piece. No, you tugged and I pulled.The snags unsettled us.A stitch … More Weaving – A Poem
I’m a person who enjoys reflection. Holiday seasons intensify this, for me. During Thanksgiving, I count my blessings and give thanks to God for all of them. I have my health, my family, a home and a warm bed. I got good food and great friends, a steady job and a working vehicle. I read … More Grateful for the Grit
