It is hard to watch when our Good Will snaps. When the Rocky storms of life collide come in like a flood agitating pain and fueling ego-informed decisions.
Excerpt: "May the person named reclaim that they and the generations that are to come are free and can continue to live from a place of liberation, health, love, prosperity and bountiful joy."
What you couldn’t comprehend was the fact that those very same flames were the very exact same ones my Ancestors taught me to tame.
On this day, the day before we honor the life and legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and all those that fought with him, re-member the relationship between justice, liberation and love (and the fact that all 3 start at home).
Thank you for the kind responses to my last reflections on my mother’s life. I greatly appreciate each of you for being a part of this virtual transformative learning circle wherever you may be in the world. My hope is that by sharing my learnings (and unlearnings) I am supporting the reflective process of our …
My mom...did not come to this world filled with fear. However, when her purpose, joy & talents were constantly undermined...She could no longer access that thing hidden deep down in her soul that others could not see & only she & the Divine cultivated.
What happens when the warmth of a new day, a new joy, a new will emerges? Emerges and re-minds and re-members and re-calls us back to love? Re-news our minds and re-minds us that we are loved?
As I hear Tupac’s truth through his beautiful metaphor of the rose that grew from concrete, while taking in both Nikki’s associated poem and the quote about change; I am led to the only question I have for us: What are the stories of your petals?
Maya Angelou’s words found me when I was 15-years-old and have traveled life with me for more than three decades. I have long admired her brilliance with words. However, it was the way she was able to write herself back into her personhood (while living a very colorful and well textured life) that made me love her all the more.
Do you have any idea of how much power your story holds? Your story may be just what someone needs to hear to get through a trying time, go to the next level, or allow themselves to dream again.
And maybe that person is you.