Love…

The questionably obtainable but beautiful thing called love… It’s a feeling that heals, hurts, haunts, and hopes…the things we do for it, the memories it leaves chiseled on the soul; thoughts that coat the wall of the mind leaving you blind to only hope for peace beyond understanding. Experience it whatever IT is…the feel of… Continue reading Love…

What the world calls crossroads is really a cross on the road. Be encouraged not conflicted as God is our console.

l This morning I woke up with a million things in my head. Thanking God wasn’t the first idea of the day; however, we all know that it should. I’m at a crossroads; trying to figure out the best path to take or more honestly the least painful one. As my day continued I wasn’t… Continue reading What the world calls crossroads is really a cross on the road. Be encouraged not conflicted as God is our console.

It’s the mind that matters…

“If you’ve doubted your ability to survive, look where you came from. Don’t limit yourself to parents and grandparents, go all the way back to your roots. In your family line is the genius of those who were born into a barren land and built the pyramids. In the oasis of your minds is the consciousness of those who charted the stars, kept time by the sun and the moon. In the center of your being is the strength of those who planted crops, tilled the fields, and banqueted on what others discarded. In the light of your heart is the love of those who bore children who were sold away only to one day hang from a tree. In the cells of your bloodstream is the memory of those who weathered the voyage, stood on the blocks, found their way through the forest, and took their case to the Supreme Court. With what you’ve got going for you, what in the world are you worrying about?”

Daughters of the Dust by Julie Dash