“I've had choices since the day that I was born There were voices that told me right from wrong If I had listened, no I wouldn't be here today Living and dying with the choices I've made” – George Jones At some point in our lives we all come to a crossroads. Where we must... Continue Reading →
A Love Letter of Love Letters I’ve loved before, I mean a million times it seems. But I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you. I’ve never craved anyone the way I crave you. I can sense your presence before you even walk through the door. I feel you, deeply within my being;... Continue Reading →
Good Morning ☀️ from the Royal Room💜 Life is too short to keep putting off living your purpose in life. God has placed a special calling, talent, skill or gift inside of you and it is the foundation to your purpose. The road to achieving your life’s purpose may not be easy and you may... Continue Reading →
Dear Black Sister, you are a Queen and you will forever be the heart and soul of the Revolution.
Dear Self I wanted to escape; to run and free myself from the bondage of who I was. I long to rip away the bandage and face the scars of my past. I wanted to be stronger. I desired to feel; to really feel alive. Wanted. Needed. I gave into despair and now I cringe.... Continue Reading →
If we raise our voices then they might hear our cry for equality the pain in our tears. For the voice of one might rattle a few, but the voice of us all now that will do. The work of our ancestors is evident today, but the work must continue if we want to win... Continue Reading →
Jealousy.... It has a way of tearing people apart and forcing space between family, friends and even strangers. One thing that really stands out to me is the level jealousy felt and given amongst African American women. Now, I have even found myself doing it. I catch myself all the time comparing the curves, the... Continue Reading →
My heart hurts for my people. My soul feels helpless, empty. I feel empty. You would think that after all these years and after so much bloodshed that this country, these people would understand. But, in all honesty, my concern is no longer for them and their understanding; my concern is simply for the longevity... Continue Reading →