Pressing On - Volume 2: Words of Wisdom for 2009

Whenever I find myself looking over my shoulder I'm grateful God keeps me from turning into a pillar of salt.

Be careful of who and what you surround yourself with.
Be mindful of negativity, sometimes it is cloaked in kind faces.
The world is a sad place when everything is against you.
Be grateful for some things that have slipped away and always look to the hills from which cometh your help.

It's brighter on the horizon and it is hard to move forward looking backward.

"The secret is not to figure it out, just live." - A. McCray

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If I May

Listen to your inner voice ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ If I may The Devil gotta funny way of keeping the mind so preoccupied that you nev'a getta chance to really - think To really- sink deep down into the core of yourself so much so that you can hear that echo sound when no one else' around you feel yourself reverberate. Fate bounces of the walls of you soul and fills those holes you had your big car, plasma t.v., black card, and designer shoes in. Sometimes when you lose control, you really win. The devil gotta funny way of keeping the mind in a state of static shock keeping us locked and in awe of what we ought and ain't got When we really ought to be glad we got at all Static nev'a changing The Devil is funny that way.

The Artist By Nikki Giovanni, from "Bicycles"

And so it comes To this The sun beating Down The people indifferently passing And we ... out Of breath In a pool of salty Sweat Laughing Happy In each other’s Trust That once again We gentled the stone All the way down And will now Push it back up But we will wait Until the sun sets We will wait Until the stores Close We will wait While they put their garbage bags In the streets We will wait Until the dogs and rats Sniff their choices We will wait Until the street cleaners Push their brooms And the women offer their wares We will hope The men are kind We are Sisyphus We write the poems We paint the portraits We sculpt the statues We quilt the blankets We set the tables We make the beds We wipe the tears We rock the anger We hold on to tomorrow We push the rock up And we gently bring it down We were promised Only a gift of light You keep me From being Lonely

After Effects

I wrote this blog after watching a preview of the movie 12 Years a Slave. hosted by Sojourners Wednesday, October 9, 2013. It was an amazing movie, I wanted to record the personal impact it had upon me while my feelings were fresh and raw. I realized that it served as a catalyst in surprising ways. Ironically on yesterday, I checked my mail and in the box was a letter from Sojourner’s magazine--reminding me that it was time to “Renew.” How could they be so right? **************************************************************************** I woke up like any other day this morning but somehow I am different. Tonight I feel a lot of elements coming together and congealing like water droplets across a Teflon pan. For one thing, I learned that I am an organizer--it doesn't matter what I’m organizing or for what cause, it’s what I do. And, I haven’t done it in a while. For two, I have learned that life sometimes takes you full circle. You’ll find yourself at a crossroads that you onc...

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