This morning, I read a Chinese proverb that reminded me that "one joy scatters a hundred griefs." My next thought was, "what can I do today to bring myself joy? I ask that question every morning. I will ask it, upon rising in gratitude, each morning for the balance of my days. I suggest you do the same.
This is the last day I'll ever be 55. I'm leaving the speed limit behind. As the song says, it's time to "Take the Limits Off."
I Almost Forgot it was Thursday 1. Hooray for me. I did 31 Days. It wasn't the grind it was last time because Discipline. 2. I gave myself a week off. Now it's book proposal writing time. 3. I'm in a transitional season, and no, this isn't my idea of fun. However… 4. Imposter Syndrome …
I jumped, praying that the ground would rise beneath me, or at least that mmt winds would erupt. Either way, I did not fall.
“You know what I learned about fig trees? The roots are tenacious, even invasive. They do not give up. There’s a testimony there.”
"when you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy."
Sometimes loving someone means you do so at arms length. Sometimes there is so much stuff between you, the chasm grows too wide. Sometimes somebody is unable to receive what you offer. Love anyway.
It's a new season...
Not Perfect, but Oh So Good Edition. I have entered a new season. I do not know all I will encounter here, but I do well know the me walking into it, boldly. Hella faithful, hella Black. I am an inherited pearls-wearing, locs-tossing, liberation-theology professing, African Queen. Mama & Daddy said so. I am beloved …
My ancestors, my loves, and my prayers are gathered safely behind a sturdy wooden door. This place is my soul's center.