Love Letter #70 | Has Cupid Forsaken Me?

My environment doesn’t suggest that it’s okay to be shot by Cupid. As far as I know, if I allow the cherub to shoot me, I run a high risk of being slapped by his fisted hand, shot by his gun, slashed by his machete or even stabbed by his knife.

Love Letter #69 | Hit the Snooze Button

The same way you set time for particular things in your calendar – same way you should set time for certain people. Do not give them complete access to you. Do not give them all of your time.

Love Letter #68 |Blackness

Our blackness goes way beyond our ancestors being enslaved. It goes way beyond the enslaved mentality. It goes way beyond our complexion. It is about honouring the past of hurt but it is also about embracing the talent, the artistry, the brilliance and the overall beauty of people who are black.

We are Queens and we are Kings and we are beautiful.

We must teach our children about more than just a laundry list of iconic black people. We owe it to them.

Love Letter #67 | Walk Out Of Those Sandals!

In stressful situations, find a positive response and keep it moving. The alternative response might not be ideal but it won’t last forever. Keep that in the back of your mind and be comforted.

Love Letter 63 | Raking Leaves in Wind

No matter how fool-proof your technique is, the wind can sway your efforts. It’s a matter of how you make your technique work for you despite the environment.

Love Letter #62 | I Almost Missed the Bus

Never become lazy because you know that other options are there. Work towards the first option first and then … if that doesn’t work, you consider the others.

Love Letter #61 | I Jumped Again

Believing in yourself is necessary and important. That belief is part of the reason you will jump. If you doubt your every being, you won’t ever move.

Love Letter #60 | Hot Soup

Multitasking is not efficient. All it does is segment the fullness of your attention and leaves you attempting to complete multiple tasks at once. If you focus on one thing at a time, your efficiency and productivity will improve.

Love Letter #59 | PTSD After Falling In the Pedestrian Crossing

As we start 2020, let us not focus on the negatives that slowed our progress. Let us, instead, focus on how we use trauma to push us into greater dealings.
May this new year find you or direct you in and towards greatness. May this new year see us conwuering fears, getting over hurdles and brushing that dirt off.

Let us not become victims of our hurt. Let us, instead, be triumphant.

Happy New Year.