#EvolutionofaHolyBadAss
You don't need to do anything. Your joy alone will strengthen your witness and you will have the capacity to change someone else’s life. Even when I believe I have little else, I never lose mt joy for long.
He shepherded me out of a broken career and into the light of the writing-life I was born to live, so of course, many of my best stories were about him.
A repost from a while ago. Often, it's experiencing your own words through someone else's lens that makes them fresh again.
The key to this game of life is loving all of yourself, even as you continually evolve. Yeah, not only am I a grown woman, I am a grown-ass African-descended Queen, beloved of an Omnipotent God.
I became quiet, waiting for a word. I waited, far longer than I believed I’d need to, and then it came. Self-care was a commitment I tried making to myself.
I jumped, praying that the ground would rise beneath me, or at least that mmt winds would erupt. Either way, I did not fall.
Requiem; Here and Gone I've said often, my grandmother lives in me. In many ways, I am more like my mother than my Granny, but Lucille lives in me. I Love Fiercely It was always clear to us that we were sheltered. We were bathed in the glow of her pride, the warmth of her …
Instead of imagining all that could go wrong, let's celebrate all that is already good.
Chelle A Wilson 
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