“Sistahs how yall feel? Fellas yall alright?” I was about 6 or 7 when I was introduced to a voice that was so soothing and comforting that I still remember that initial feeling after almost 20 years. I could not even understand at that moment that I was falling in love with music. It was … Continue reading Ode to Badu
This country has fumbled through history proclaiming freedom but practicing oppression. When was it ever great?
Time is something we don't have the luxury of keeping! Thank you for making this year absolutely fabulous!
What keeps you in control? For me it is music! Hello Fall, LIKE, SHARE, AND COMMENT
As I sit in front of this computer trying to formulate the words for my thoughts and feelings concerning the events of this past weekend. I say a special prayer for the family of Heather Heyer, and the other injured victims and their families. Please join me in keeping them in your thoughts. The blood … Continue reading Black Blood: Native Soil
I know you are looking at this title and thinking to yourself...I've read this story time and time again...redemption, deliverance, prosperity. and blessings.... This post will be a tad different because simply put...I am not there yet. This is not a post about this great blessing that I have received. There are still a number … Continue reading But Are God’s Eyes Watching Me?
I used to have a hard time being myself. I mean unapologetically me. Classical music is my favorite genre, you will rarely see with matching clothes, and I am currently experimenting with my natural hair texture and learning about what makes me tick. All things I should embrace right? It has not always been that easy. I … Continue reading March To The Beat Of Your Own Drum
I was a nerd, a geek, a long-legged, wide-smiling munchkin. I had glasses (which I thought were very cute). I loved to read, and I had a very active imagination. All of these characteristics meshed very well with my eccentric fourth grade teacher Ms. Ann Alokolaro. Now, to set the scene, I was in a … Continue reading Harry Potter, The Boy Who Inspired
As I typed the title for this post, it stung a little. Forgiveness and contentment are two things I struggle with and that I have to constantly pray about. Forgiveness is much easier said than done and I think we all know that from experience. But it is not impossible! No matter how deep the … Continue reading Forgiveness
When I was 14, I traveled to Denver for the first time to see the man who is partly responsible for my existence. It had been a few years since I last saw him, I was nervous and I did not know which emotion to pick (out of the many I experienced that day). But … Continue reading Thanks, Dad
I am kidding with this title right? I know, I know…I am guilty of this myself but we have to stop doing this! This morning, I wrote the serenity prayer about 10 times. I was just not in the mood for the inevitable foolishness that comes with any workday, also known as a day when … Continue reading Don’t Live For The Weekend