Do We Choose Love? or Does Love Chose Us?

Inspired by Toya Qualls-Barnette post, 11 things I know about love Accident or design Did you choose love or did love choose you? I think that love chooses us. We meet many people in the course of a day and over a lifetime. All of it by design. Sometimes there is a temporary exchange and then

Seeing You From the Inside Out

The longer I live, the more beauty I see I must say that I was kind of shallow when I was younger. I come from a culture where some shallowness is practiced. By that, I mean that you were treated well based on the amount of melanin you possessed, the texture and length of your hair,

The Centipede In My Shoe: A Biting Lesson About The Ill Effects of Procrastination

One morning before school, a slithering creature used my shoes as a shelter, then decided to bite me when I made claim to them. During childhood, most of us were lucky to have one pair of shoes. I know of many kids who walked several miles to school each day — bare feet! Altogether we walked four

A Time For Everything Under The Sun

Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash “Home is where our story begins…” — author unknown Faded dreams –Remnants of a life once lived Whenever I pass an old broken dilapidated home, I become pensive. I wonder about the people who once lived there. I wonder about their hopes, their dreams, their aspirations. I think about how excited they must

What We Leave Behind

When sorrow finds us Recently I lost a very dear family member. A man who loved everyone with all his heart. A man generous of spirit, one who gave his all to mankind. A truly evolved soul. I know I am not the only one who has lost loved ones. If this current time has

The Space in Which we Find Ourselves

Photo by Patrick Tomasso on Unsplash Today it is raining, cold and windy. The whistling of the winds reminds me so much of the book/movie Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. The story is based on a wild, passionate story of the intense love between Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff, a lad adopted by Catherine’s father. The English

The Shoulders Upon Which We Stand

Video copied from Facebook I found this profound, this phenomenal woman.  Stated here and more eloquently than I ever could, are some of the reasons why we have to pay it forward. I hope your take away is similar to mine. Be blessed and be well!

Summer’s End

Melancholy moments I don’t know why, but the end of each summer makes me feel melancholy. There is no specific triggering event that I can recall, no direct issues that I can associate them to, but that feeling happens each year. This year, of course, is no different and a few days ago I realized