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Because We Can-Turning Ugly Into Beauty.
When the Spirit moves in ways that are so clear and yet mysterious, all I can do is open my heart and my arms even more. I know in my bones that this is something that I was created to do… and I’m asking for guidance in how to make it the best .. So Read more
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One More Minute…
“Don’t focus on what you only have left because it could be one more minute or 50 more years.” I was messaging with my friend and colleague, Helen Patterson, about getting together soon and then we shared a little about what was happening in our lives and our businesses. I told her that I thought Read more
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In Search….. Pondering the words of C. Joybell C.
‘I am not in search of sanctity, sacredness, or purity. These things are found after this life, not in this life.” There was a time in my life when I struggled to be more like the other women I knew- pure, sacred, quiet and modest… In appearance, in action, in spirit., I wasn’t .. I Read more
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Describe
Can you describeThe feelingOf satin and laceOf your favorite well worn jeansOf the perfect pillowSand beneath your toes Can you explainThe feelingThat you just don’t belongThe outcastThird wheel Can you tell meWhat blue feels likeWhy does gray make me turn awayAnd how can red invite me in? What ever does love feel like?Does it wrap Read more
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She Dove First
There were times when she feltFearless and so strongOn top of the worldSure of who she wasBut once in awhile. She stumbled and fellInto the sea of doubtWhere waves of words threatened to make her drownSo she did what any wise one wouldShe dove downThrough all the wordsCame up for airOn the other sideAnd shook Read more
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Bow
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Her Body
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Book
she was like the bookthat was on the tablemeant to be readbut somehow, insteadthe pages were only glanced atthe secrets were hiddenthe treasures yet to be discoveredisn’t that such a shame?to have it allwithin reachyet never openthe cover? 👣❤️ Jeanna’ Mead 2.8.21. 5 36 a.m Read more
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Forgiveness…. Thoughts On My Journey
Today I read the words, “I will never forgive” and my heart aches for that writer.You see, I’ve learned something…forgiveness is a gift we give ourselves…it’s releasing the person’s grip on our spirits. By forgiving, we let go and allow love to come inside.Sometimes people just hang on so tight to the past that they Read more
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Time to Tell The Rest Of The Story
Two years ago I wrote a poem, Torn, Tattered Hearts, and now it’s time to tell about it. I was the kid that didn’t have any friends, the one that ate alone, that was bullied and shunned, and made fun of at every chance. My hearing impairment made me easy pickings and my glasses earned Read more
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