she thanked God for all of it…
i make long lists of all the things i’m grateful for
i live quietly and love my small circle of loved ones ferociously
i thank God for all of it
wearing my father’s old military jacket
Adorned with my mother’s old pin,
her mother’s old pin,
And a pin of my own that maybe my daughter will wear on her father’s old jacket one day i smile wide as this beautiful man snaps my picture just before the concert begins
she thanked God for all of it…
I sketched myself as Virgin de Guadalupe and wrote this poem in September. Better late then never player.
As it thundered and stormed
she prepared to leave
all-weather she was
Come inside! yelled the fretful
You won’t survive! yelled the fearful
like an owl her head turned to face them one last time
is this what you call living?
resting fearfully on the periphery of your so called humanity
Inside these boxes – surviving
this could be your last September she said to them all
silence weighed heavy on the moment
nothing was the same
they could never go back
true colors had been shown
from the lessons she had grown
You can live this life faithfully or live it fearfully
not my business either way she said with a smile
good luck in this lifetime
Now it’s time for me to live mine
stepping into the storm she became one
with the wind
the rain
the pain
and burst into golden light
Transcending the bullshit
Hello October
Are you ready to start over?
heart silence is louder then mind chatter
balance found between sight and sound
between light and profound
between words of wisdom and works of wisdom
heart silences the chattering mouth of mind
now body sleeps
as spirit creeps
into every
auricle and ventricle
cell and seam
free wheeling healing and making space for clarity’s gifts
heart silence is louder then mind chatter
There is nothing more horrifiying, frustrating, and anxiety inducing than having your privacy violated.
In my 333 years on Earth I have been recorded without permission, stalked, had my emails hacked, and, I square to Bob, had a drone flying in my backyard.
Now the drone thing was around the holiday and could have been some man child playing with a new electronic.
I have never ever been a fan of email or social media.
Shit, to keep it 5000 I have never been a fan of computers.
The virtual mask is an especially wily one. People create stories about you and themselves and then act from this cloudy space in the real world.
Janky.
About 4-5 years ago I linked up with someone my people ALWAYS told me NOT to speak to or deal with since I was a teenager.
There is nothing like a flock of older Jamaicans who don’t like somebody.
Laughs
Shout out to y’all-I was hard headed- I am sorry.
Listen to the wise older individuals you trust in your life. They know.
Dealing with this individual cost me about $2k and who knows how much emotionally and mentally. It was the beginning of a spiral of bad vibes.
I was embarrassed, ashamed, and hurt.
I didn’t want to tell anyone for a while about all that happened – but holding on to negative emotions, thoughts, and stories is a recipe for disaster.
Things got a lot worst before they got better.
They began to get better when I sought out healthy help.
Today, as I was going through my emails his full ass name popped up on some one travel thing to redeem points (?)- just seeing his name made me want to throw up – why he would even be utilizing my email address is beyond me.
Beyond.
All that shame resurfaced but not for long- because I have the tools now to deal.
I thank God for Brené Brown because I am now unafraid to face shame.
I caught my thoughts before they spiraled – I called and spoke to the right people and have a plan of action.
Shame is the illest silencer-
DO NOT LET SHAME SILENCE YOU.
SPEAK UP.
USE YOUR VOICE.
GET ASSISTANCE.
Don’t let anyone harass you quietly behind a screen or to your face.
God didn’t give any of us a spirit of fear and anybody trying to scare you is working for the other side of things.
You feel me?
We are protected and connected.
Writer’s Note: Sir(s) this is a public request to leave me alone. It is all peace here and we would like to keep it that way.
retreating into silence
leaving it all behind
i wait patiently for my soul to speak
my spirit has God on the mainline
i soothe my uncertainties and fortify my foundation with faith
messages flow in
blessings rain down
prayers of thanks go up
i am listening
receiving in the silence
thank you
eyes to the skies
toes to the ground
don’t know who i am praying too but i believe in you
God
Transmuted Jesus
Universe
A chorus of Angels
A ratchet ass entity that chose divinity after a change of heart/ fresh start
As they prey for me and pray for me you stay with me
On this walk
This journey
Many thanks i give
eyes to the sky
toes to the ground
I appreciate it all so much
I mean how couldn’t I
Sincerity
Honesty
Peace
Persistence
Freedom
Thank you times a thousand
