Within her a life-decision stretches the walls of her heart. Yet strong she is in her conviction to balance a choice, that to her, grounds the very person she is as well as the spiritual outlook she strives to live by. A palpable essence that all so real in meeting her is one that testifies … Read more Of Her Light
I waited a little apprehensive, even nervous, as I anticipated their arrival; two individuals of global visibility who, as entertainers and advocates for the betterment of society, carry a monumental list of life accomplishments; so as the new guy on the block of outreach, yea, the thought of meeting them left me somewhat weak kneed. … Read more Beyond Their IMDB
So there I was, scraping the tiredness out of my eyes as I she pulled me to the truck st op cooler. Her sugar-laced beauty whispered a sweetly terrible taste as the simple thought of her awakened me. Her magic crushing my reasoning, I submitted to the anticipation of her promise. She was my compulsion, … Read more She And The Unknown Voice
I reflect on the good and bad of my father. A good man, yet for all his positives, he was equally flawed. We all have histories, and as living #humans, experience ranging from great joy to deep pain. No one is exempt, not ourselves, not our parents, nor their parents and on and on. Some … Read more Fathers, Mothers, and Us
I’ll just call her Aunty, and there we were, two people from drastically different backgrounds, sitting together in her living room. Around us walls filled with a mix of photographs, recognitions, tribal masks and musical instruments that symbolically told of African roots and her 81 years of life as a black American…
The echoes of snores and other embarrassing body sounds bounced off the granite walls, as all around me hundreds of families huddled into makeshift homesteads. The clock struck 12:03 am, and with the second announcement of what seemed a boarding school inspired lights out, I wiggled to find any comfortable sleeping position. A sadly impossible … Read more Echoes Of Her Footprint
Rikki was her name,and in reviewing her narration, it seemed she tapped into a most personal and intimidating question: WHAT IS OUR PURPOSE?