Life comes at you fast. You have to be flexible enough to find solutions to emerging problems. Just like clenched cheeks and squeezed big toes, you must be able to contract and relax accordingly. Relaxing in grave situations might not be the wisest decision and contracting at the right time can offer the ultimate relief. Strike that balance.
Go for those goals and live your dreams. The dreams probably won’t pop on the first or second try and you may burn a certain vision of your dreams by allowing it to stay on the same rotating surface.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Despite your size, age, gender – never think that your voice doesn’t have power. You are powerful and so is your voice.
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.
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.
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.
There will come a time when you’ll fall and hurt yourself. It’s just a matter of if you get back up, get away from the situation, heal and make more movements.
Time and thyme are not to be played with. Your thyme is precious!
Consider a sprig of thyme equivalent to a minute of your time. Let no one use up your thyme recklessly.
We all have a “something” that we search for. We may or may not find it. But the fact remains that in our search, we will learn about ourselves.
Pain, in its many forms, is inevitable.
What we do with the experience of pain will determine how we move forward.
And if you’re one of those people who laugh at or shrug at a woman experiencing the pains of her period, stop it.
The pain is real and so is the blood. Show a bit more compassion and understanding. If we writhe in pain or our clothes get a period bloodstain, be mature about it and help.
Eggs fall and break all the time. You decide if you’re gonna leave the mess or if you’re gonna clean it up and try again.
In the end, you are the one who will have to jump. No one can jump for you. Yes, your encouragers can jump with you but unlocking your awesomeness is your responsibility.
After being man handled, wrangled and crumpled, I’ll have to regain my strength. I’ll build my capacity to ride the flow of the wind at any strength. I’ll endure the heat as I bask in the sun. In the end, i’ll be fit to handle other rounds in the struggles life throw my way. I’ll be clean and refreshed.
No, this isn’t some miracle revelation about flawless skin. Like, I still have an uneven skin tone, I still have some pimples and I still have hyper-pigmentation. However, your girl has seen improvement within the short time of exfoliation. Now I know, some habits take a while to develop. For me it just so happened that using a brush, a facial scrub, a body scrub,a pumice stone or a loofah takes some getting used to. The point is, I’m trying dammit!
This is for my friend Trudi – Ann. Material possessions can always be replaced, A life; not so much. Dear World, Your thieving natives irk the very essence of my heart and soul. About two weeks ago, I received news that my childhood friend was attacked from behind and robbed by a very “scabbylicious” thief…