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Here we are again, standing at a divide in the road. On one hand, the advancement of technology in the modern world is great. It helps the average Joe to have a plethora of knowledge at their fingertips. It helps in the creative capacity too. There have been quite a few times when I have […]

When I think of staying in one’s lane, multiple thoughts come to mind. Of course, the most obvious use of the saying is “Safe and conscientious driving.” But over the past few years, staying in your lane has taken on the meaning of knowing one’s place and minding one’s business. Most times, it’s safe and

I once told a friend to imagine that GOD gives us 50 seeds each to plant throughout our lifetime. I then asked her, “Where would you plant your seeds?” She didn’t answer the question, but I could tell from her facial expression that she had thought about it. I reflected on that question recently and

How is it when you’re trying to focus on a task, a gnat comes in to distract you? That’s what I’m experiencing right now, distractions…minus the gnat. I can’t seem to focus on the task at hand. Believe it or not, this is the fourth topic I’m trying to write today. I’m blaming my inability

As America celebrates a very special holiday today, Juneteenth, I can’t help but think about all the people throughout history who fought for freedom. Speaking out at a time when one was told to keep quiet must have been nerve-wracking, but their resilience and fight for justice were stronger than the consequences they might have

Yeah, it took me a while to get to this point, but I’m here now, and I am so grateful. It’s hard to walk away from the old and familiar, but there came a point when I had to choose to either stay uncomfortable where I was or deal with the discomfort of trying something

I’m having one of those days when I feel like anything is possible. In this world, it’s so easy to get discouraged, but every once in a while, hope creeps in, and one’s perspective changes, even if just briefly. Today, I’m riding the wave of hope. I don’t have all the answers…(Heck, I don’t even

I know what it feels like to go through rough times, and man, when I was going through those times, things seemed dreadful. I just remember trying to survive day-to-day. My flight, fight, freeze, fawn, fine, flock, and flop trauma responses became a constant state of my being (especially the flight, fight, and fine responses).

I guess in retrospect, I’ve worn masks before to conceal who I really am. The earliest I remember wearing a mask was in elementary school. I was really nervous about being introduced to a new class halfway through my fourth-grade year, so I put on the ol’ innocent lost-child act when the teacher introduced me

I wonder what people think when they meet me for the first time? I wonder what impression I leave them with? Don’t misunderstand me; what people think about me does not keep me up at night, but I wonder if people have a sense of who I really am deep down inside? (If they do,