Remember God is within you
Friday, July 31, 2020
Thursday, July 30, 2020
SONG OF THE WEEK
This song reminds me to hold on and know that I am undefeatable https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e5iqtQLm-BM
Wednesday, July 29, 2020
Tuesday, July 28, 2020
I’M LIKING IT
I always giggle
when I see a McDonald’s ad
that says
I’m loving it.
it reminds me of how powerful
my words and attitude are.
I am not where I can say
I’m loving it
about everything,
but I can say
I’m liking it.
Whatever the weather
I’m liking it.
Whatever the diagnosis
I’m liking it.
Whether I have a job or not
I’m liking it.
Whether others are loving me or not
I’m liking it.
what I have come to know is that
it is not about others attitudes
it is about mine
and I’m liking it.
I like that I am positive.
I like it that I look for the light in others.
I like that I never give up.
I like that I am a believer.
I like that I am an achiever.
I like that when I look at myself
in the mirror, I can say
I’m liking it.
I hope you can as well.
when I see a McDonald’s ad
that says
I’m loving it.
it reminds me of how powerful
my words and attitude are.
I am not where I can say
I’m loving it
about everything,
but I can say
I’m liking it.
Whatever the weather
I’m liking it.
Whatever the diagnosis
I’m liking it.
Whether I have a job or not
I’m liking it.
Whether others are loving me or not
I’m liking it.
what I have come to know is that
it is not about others attitudes
it is about mine
and I’m liking it.
I like that I am positive.
I like it that I look for the light in others.
I like that I never give up.
I like that I am a believer.
I like that I am an achiever.
I like that when I look at myself
in the mirror, I can say
I’m liking it.
I hope you can as well.
Monday, July 27, 2020
Sunday, July 26, 2020
Saturday, July 25, 2020
Friday, July 24, 2020
KNOTS AND BRIDGES
I was a little girl
when my Bubby taught
me that being me
meant I had to learn how to
tie knots and build bridges.
It meant I was always supposed to be
hospitable,
whether I wanted to or not.
it wasn’t about being nice or kind,
it was about being the one
who tied knots and built bridges.
when my Bubby taught
me that being me
meant I had to learn how to
tie knots and build bridges.
It meant I was always supposed to be
hospitable,
whether I wanted to or not.
it wasn’t about being nice or kind,
it was about being the one
who tied knots and built bridges.
it was about me moving
outside my comfort zones
and helping others move beyond theirs.
It was about helping start conversations
between lose threads
and building bridges
where opposing sides
could safely meet.
outside my comfort zones
and helping others move beyond theirs.
It was about helping start conversations
between lose threads
and building bridges
where opposing sides
could safely meet.
Your job is
to tie knots and build bridges.
to tie knots and build bridges.
It is about you finding that
wholeness and peace
within yourself
and allowing others to
see and understand
you have and are
tying knots and building bridges
in your own life.
wholeness and peace
within yourself
and allowing others to
see and understand
you have and are
tying knots and building bridges
in your own life.
This is why I named you
Sarah Bella, she said
beautiful princess.
Your mission is to
unify the world
in your own way
as only you can
by tying knots and building bridges.
Sarah Bella, she said
beautiful princess.
Your mission is to
unify the world
in your own way
as only you can
by tying knots and building bridges.
Thursday, July 23, 2020
SONG OF THE WEEK
This song made me cry. We all need to know we belong. This song reminds me how blessed I am that my parents found me and told me I belonged to their family. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O7bq62Z_cN0
Wednesday, July 22, 2020
THREE THINGS
There are 2 things you must do
Pat Parker said
in a poem,
which lives with me today
White people, if you want to be my friend,
there are two things you must do.
First, you must forget that I am black.
Second, you must never forget that I am black.
It is that dance between
remembering and forgetting
which opens us up to
knowing people for who they are
in a way we are not
always mindful of.
So who ever you are
if you really want to be my friend
you have to forget all the things
you think you know about me
you have to stop dressing me
in the stories, stereotypes, and discourse
about the identities you dress me in.
At the same time
don’t forget any of those identities
because they have shaped my life
and continue to do so
whether I want them to or not.
While all of that is who I appear to be
I am more than any of that
and the me that is rarely seen
is the one who I am
when I am alone with
my private dancer.
That dance is where
I grow and evolve,
allowing myself to
become one with the one
who knows my soul
and teaches me how
to radiate love
to all as I teach them
to dance with me.
So if you want to be my friend
really be my friend,
there are three things you must do.
First, forget all the identities you dress me in.
Second, never forget those identities you dress me in.
Finally, remember that like a dance,
I am never the same person twice.
Pat Parker said
in a poem,
which lives with me today
White people, if you want to be my friend,
there are two things you must do.
First, you must forget that I am black.
Second, you must never forget that I am black.
It is that dance between
remembering and forgetting
which opens us up to
knowing people for who they are
in a way we are not
always mindful of.
So who ever you are
if you really want to be my friend
you have to forget all the things
you think you know about me
you have to stop dressing me
in the stories, stereotypes, and discourse
about the identities you dress me in.
At the same time
don’t forget any of those identities
because they have shaped my life
and continue to do so
whether I want them to or not.
While all of that is who I appear to be
I am more than any of that
and the me that is rarely seen
is the one who I am
when I am alone with
my private dancer.
That dance is where
I grow and evolve,
allowing myself to
become one with the one
who knows my soul
and teaches me how
to radiate love
to all as I teach them
to dance with me.
So if you want to be my friend
really be my friend,
there are three things you must do.
First, forget all the identities you dress me in.
Second, never forget those identities you dress me in.
Finally, remember that like a dance,
I am never the same person twice.
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
Giving thanks to the one who blesses you daily is what brings us closer in our relationships with that source
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Monday, July 20, 2020
EMBRACING THE SITUATION
Recently someone told me
If I were in your situation
I would want to die.
I remember saying
I guess it’s a good thing
I am not you.
You see I have embraced my situation.
I give thanks for it.
I give thanks for
the ways it has helped me grown.
I came to realize that
I can either embrace something and grow
or stay hurting, angry, and frustrated.
So I embrace life and grow.
I work to embrace
what I cannot change.
I embrace the crabgrass in my life
because it is easier to change my attitude
then to spend energy
hating what I cannot change.
So I embrace that which challenges me
and give thanks for the gifts
If I were in your situation
I would want to die.
I remember saying
I guess it’s a good thing
I am not you.
You see I have embraced my situation.
I give thanks for it.
I give thanks for
the ways it has helped me grown.
I came to realize that
I can either embrace something and grow
or stay hurting, angry, and frustrated.
So I embrace life and grow.
I work to embrace
what I cannot change.
I embrace the crabgrass in my life
because it is easier to change my attitude
then to spend energy
hating what I cannot change.
So I embrace that which challenges me
and give thanks for the gifts
Sunday, July 19, 2020
Saturday, July 18, 2020
Friday, July 17, 2020
MY TEARS
My tears
they roll down my face
and sometimes
when I am having a good cry
they moisten the ground
because the pain flowing
out of my heart is so power
and so intense.
Like the Native Americans
of days gone by
I leave a trail of tear.
These tears are a trail
that pre pare me for the future.
My tears are like rain,
they keep the soil most
so growth can happen.
My tears
keep my heart moist
so it never becomes
hard and uncaring.
My tears
keep me humble
and help me give
thanks for all I have
not had to endure in my life.
My tears
keep me connected
to humanity and
allow me to empathize
with their pain.
My tears
enable me to give thanks
to the universe
for the pain and suffering
without which
I would not be me.
they roll down my face
and sometimes
when I am having a good cry
they moisten the ground
because the pain flowing
out of my heart is so power
and so intense.
Like the Native Americans
of days gone by
I leave a trail of tear.
These tears are a trail
that pre pare me for the future.
My tears are like rain,
they keep the soil most
so growth can happen.
My tears
keep my heart moist
so it never becomes
hard and uncaring.
My tears
keep me humble
and help me give
thanks for all I have
not had to endure in my life.
My tears
keep me connected
to humanity and
allow me to empathize
with their pain.
My tears
enable me to give thanks
to the universe
for the pain and suffering
without which
I would not be me.
Thursday, July 16, 2020
song of the week
This song reminds me of something I always say. I am grateful for the storms because they help me appreciate the sun. It is the challenges that remind us to appreciate the other side. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3h-5quw8sm4
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
No matter what happens, we are always succeeding as we move forward in our journey
Wednesday, July 15, 2020
Tuesday, July 14, 2020
Monday, July 13, 2020
IT'S NOT A LUXURY
It’s not a luxury,
Audre Lorde once wrote.
It’s not.
I truly get it.
I know what it’s like to have
words which are fighting to come out
and speak their truth,
tell their story,
and ask to be heard,
and honored
respected,
and understood.
Being heard is not a luxury.
It is something we all want,
even if others do not understand,
we want to be heard,
to be recognized,
even if others recognize our truths
as different.
Poetry is a way of singing.
It is a way of sharing our heart,
our deepest thoughts,
and the truth we know
from our relationship
with the one who loves us
and knows us in a way
only poetry can communicate.
Audre Lorde once wrote.
It’s not.
I truly get it.
I know what it’s like to have
words which are fighting to come out
and speak their truth,
tell their story,
and ask to be heard,
and honored
respected,
and understood.
Being heard is not a luxury.
It is something we all want,
even if others do not understand,
we want to be heard,
to be recognized,
even if others recognize our truths
as different.
Poetry is a way of singing.
It is a way of sharing our heart,
our deepest thoughts,
and the truth we know
from our relationship
with the one who loves us
and knows us in a way
only poetry can communicate.
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