Language, thoughts, life

In the past month since I’ve posted, I’ve been elated with joy and beauty and then disheveled and broken. I’ve felt every emotion from love, angry, betrayal, denial, sadness, loneliness… so many emotions.

There is one thing that I’ve been paying attention to, maybe not perfectly, but paying attention to nonetheless; the words I use.

I found it terribly important to speak what I meant, and communicate in a manner that did not tear another soul down. So often insults and hate filled speech roll off our tongues and we don’t even blink an eye to them.

What does my opinion of someone have to do with ANYTHING to the point where I would speak negatively about them? Could you imagine if we got a wrinkle each time we speak badly of someone? Or gained a pound of weight?

I think in a way, we do. We send that energy, those vibrations out into the world, never to come back, only to radiate. But because we said it, we acknowledge it and we live it. That’s the problem. Why live in a world where your words tear others down? Why think negatively of someone? Especially when it’s superficial or opinions about someone?

Before you start gossiping about someone, before you start tearing another person down think of what those words could mean to you if you. Why do you feel that way about the person in the first place? Why do you believe that what you are saying is O.K. to be spoken?

Negative thoughts can enter our consciousness, but it is each of us who allow them to become thoughts and words. Think of how you could turn that language around to words that could encourage that person, or words that could change your perspective about that person.

Or, you could simply worry about yourself. You could deal with the negative thoughts and words that you create about yourself.

There’s that.

If what you said about someone else would make you furious if you heard someone say it about your child/mother/brother/father/husband/wife, maybe you shouldn’t say it at all.

Speak love into the world. Speak light into the world.

One word at a time.


With love and gratitude,



What it look like….

Haven’t written anything on here in a while. I decided to share some words I’m working through. What do you think? It’s called “What it look like” 
y’know what freedom looks like?

Freedom is wearing sneakers onstage when everyone thinks you should wear heels.
Freedom is not wearing make-up.
Freedom is wearing make-up.
Freedom is wearing what you want no matter what size.
Freedom is exploring your sexuality honestly.
Freedom is opening up your heart.
Freedom is art.
Freedom is curly hair in a straight haired world.
Freedom is pink lipstick with yellow teeth.
Freedom is pursuing your happiness while respecting anothers’ pursuit.
Freedom is a hopeful heart.
Freedom is security.
Freedom is risk taking.
Freedom is loving
Freedom is bravery.
Freedom is courage.
Freedom is being uncomfortable.
Freedom is


Culture: noun 1. the quality in a person or society that arises from a concern for what is regarded as excellent in arts, letters, manners, scholarly pursuits, etc. 2. that which is excellent in the arts, manners, etc. 3. a particular form or stage of civilization, as that of a certain nation or period: Greek culture. 4. development or improvement of the mind by education or training. 5. the behaviors and beliefs characteristic of a particular social, ethnic, or age group: the youth culture; the drug culture. 6. Anthropology. the sum total of ways of living built up by a group of human beings and transmitted from one generation to another. When I think of culture in the United States, I unfortunately do not see this as much as I’d … Continue reading

It’s about that time…

     I am a follower of Jesus Christ. I am not perfect, which is why I lean on the Son of God to help me each and everyday. Jesus was a leader, whether you believe in him being the Messiah, he was a leader who wanted to spread his agenda for the sake of the people. Jesus wanted nothing but for us to live in love and do as his Father told us to do. It was not about his power, it was not about his wealth, or fame or fortune. Why has this style of person gone out of style? My lenten covenant is to stop comparing my life with others and live gratefully. I want to live in MY lane, live in my gifts and blessings, and not live comparatively to someone else in their journey.
     As we approach the end of Black History Month, the past behind us, the future before us and the present in our midst, I want to acknowledge something; The individual is powerful. The sum of the whole is less than the sum of it’s parts in terms of the people vs. the governing structure. Governing structure does not only deal with our politics and government, but trickles down to our entertainment and education as well. When the power of the individual is met with the power of community, we begin to see results. Governing bodies have always wanted it their way to uphold their comfort while in power. But, what is this “power”? It feels as if we have been “trained” to believe that we have no voice, no say. The reason why we have hip hop today was because people didn’t want to be invisible and silent any longer, they couldn’t be, their lives depended on speaking up.
     Now’s the time. As we walk each and everyday into the future, we have to look and make choices. What community do we stand with? What do we believe? What is it, that, while we are alone, fuels us to get out of bed another day? Then we continue this conversation with ourselves, as we reflect, read, research and listen. I do not want to tell you how to think, just to think. I do not want to sway your view any way other than simply opening your eyes to a view that is not your own.
     So what do you think? What lane are you in? Where do you believe we should be? What are your gifts and blessings that could push us closer to that place?