Open Letter to My Father

Dear Daddy, My first day at school took you by complete surprise. I am told that while you dropped Nna off at school, I wandered into a class, sat, and refused to leave. You didn’t force me to come home with you and simply returned at the close of day. You have always known thisContinue reading “Open Letter to My Father”

Gloom in Spring

I’ve been feeling out of sorts lately. I can’t place my finger on it but it feels like my soul has withdrawn from me. I don’t quite know what that means but it is very quiet down there. Spring is in full bloom. The sun is out, the flowers are awake, and the trees sashayContinue reading “Gloom in Spring”

Stretch Marks, Cellulite, and Self-Confidence

It is a rainy Saturday morning in May. I get up, the lessons of the past day, fresh and resounding in my mind. I scrub my bathtub and sink, thinking and thanking my Creator for another chance at life. I offer my words and my life as a sacrifice and hope they please him. IContinue reading “Stretch Marks, Cellulite, and Self-Confidence”

Rain. Mist. Seas.

Flow but never lose your substance Bend through creeks, flow into lakes Cause floods, quench raging fires Carry thunder Clean, absolve, make new Renew broken spirits Refresh tired bodies Signal the beginning of a new season Cause life to flourish Sustain it Flow but never lose your substance   photo credit: Milo McDowell

7 Ideas For Your Next Self-Care Session

One of my favorite things to say is that one cannot pour from an empty jar. It is impossible to give what you do not have. In the course of our daily lives, we share, give, and do things constantly. At the end of any given day, it is essential that you recharge and refuel.Continue reading “7 Ideas For Your Next Self-Care Session”

Green Behind the Ears

“The sweet converse of an innocent mind… is my soul’s pleasure”- John Keats, Sonnet to Solitude I do not know how it happened but somehow, I began to see people rationalizing doing things for others only if they deserved or would appreciate them. Individuals promptly took to keeping their “circle” small and not trusting soContinue reading “Green Behind the Ears”

Roused by the Sounds of Morning

The apartment I share is situated by a long road that bends to the left and to the right. At the dawn of summer days, sunlight filters through the window and wakes me. On crisp September mornings, I hear the rustle of leaves carried by the wind. At night, it appears as though the carsContinue reading “Roused by the Sounds of Morning”