#EvolutionofaHolyBadAss
I found a therapist who feels like a smart best friend. She understands my context and my subtext, and as a writer, there are few things more profound. 2022 has been the hardest year I can remember...the year that everyone died, or at least it seemed that way. 2022 soundly kicked my ass. Slayed me. …
I wake up every morning feeling fragile. I do not obsess over my mortality; rather, I am grateful to a larger extent each day the gift that my life, health, and strength are. I Do Not Take Life For Granted. Still, I stride boldly into each day, chin out. It's a farce, but it works. …
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Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil. This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones.Proverbs …
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Until recently, I would get upset with people for not appreciating the knots I insisted on tying myself into on their behalf. Ma'am, Who Asked You To? I was socialized to self-sacrifice. I would give, expecting balance. Not quid pro quo, but certainly not what I got. What I received in response was entitlement. Additionally, …
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Four days to watch a miracle unfold. It is not my story to tell, but it is my praise to offer. None but God could've moved these mountains. I look now and say "what mountains?" There Were Never Any There.
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.
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.
Your inner child, the God in you, has always been right, and right there, waiting for you to say, "Yes."
I don't trust your drive-by prayers
Chelle A Wilson 
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