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.
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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 #66 |Use Your Soapbox and Speak Into the Microphone!
We operate from a place of fear and the second we witness a situation that warrants our voices be heard, we watch but we don’t see – we hear but we don’t listen – we say we’ll fight against wrong doings but our actions demonstrate otherwise.
But…
Despite your size, age, gender – never think that your voice doesn’t have power. You are powerful and so is your voice.
Love Letter #65 | Shaken Not Stirred
Being shaken and not stirred allows for one to remain level headed and hold the ability to handle the frictions at fault lines in our life.
Love Letter #64 | Endure Pain
Like anything else, painful experiences last for the moments they were made for only to be replaced by another experience. And, that other experience will be replaced by another and the replacement will continue until pain is the order of the day again.
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.
