Today we remember our past.
Reminiscing on all the times we shared –some bad.
But for the most part – good!
Refreshing. Stirring. Thrilling. Delighting.
We collectively as one unit exist because of those before us beginning a dream.
And look what it turned out to become.
A family.
And I am honored to be apart of one.
As a worker proud of a day’s work.
Or a mother seeing her child for the very first time.
Similar to a student earning all A’s for the semester.
Equal to the rising of the sun as it gazes over the earth time and time again.
We are all here by choice.
Though unexpected.
Time will reveal the spirit of our being,
Predestined to fulfill the acts of our ancestors.
To live happily. Freely. Abundantly. And with more.
Never unyielding the blueprint of life.
We are all part of a bigger picture.
Worth more than a thousand words.
Worth more than silver or gold.
Worth more than all the richest of the world.
Building upon and continuously pursuing onward.
As we redefine the links circling the bonds which hold us together.
We exist.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Discovery
Today, I write humbly to avail the inner thoughts weighing on me.
As I release my compassion for others.
I thirst for the same devotion, extol, and rumination.
It is in this moment of reflection that I am exhausted due to my over commitment to something beyond me.
Beyond you.
Though I struggle with this very thought.
It is that I am…. acknowledging….
It is that I am…..
It is that I am acknowledging my own deception.
My own defeat.
But I feel as though I must prove you wrong. There has got to be some solution to all this lunacy. To all this that I am struggling with.
Where is my balance?
As I solve this equation.
As I complete my puzzle.
As I come to this the end of my travels.
My map has concluded.
My treasure unfound.
My discovery begins once again.
As I release my compassion for others.
I thirst for the same devotion, extol, and rumination.
It is in this moment of reflection that I am exhausted due to my over commitment to something beyond me.
Beyond you.
Though I struggle with this very thought.
It is that I am…. acknowledging….
It is that I am…..
It is that I am acknowledging my own deception.
My own defeat.
But I feel as though I must prove you wrong. There has got to be some solution to all this lunacy. To all this that I am struggling with.
Where is my balance?
As I solve this equation.
As I complete my puzzle.
As I come to this the end of my travels.
My map has concluded.
My treasure unfound.
My discovery begins once again.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Childhood Thoughts
I begin this post in a melancholy state.
Searching the seven seas for some peace of mind.
I wonder. I ponder. I meander.
Into periods of time where life was just fine.
Living was easy. Young and naïve.
Happiness could be found at the end of each rainbow.
Streetlights were avoided as the sunsets reminded us of a day’s journey.
Learning. Growing. Changing was inevitable.
We dreamed of the future. So distant.
We imagined love. And how it may look. Or how it may grow.
Did it smell sweet? As it blossoms right before our very eyes.
Life was good, as we knew it. Time stood still.
Yet we took it for granted, as days appeared endless.
Oblivious to what our future would hold and how each day dramatically changed our course.
It’s scary how things change.
How dreams become realities.
And how the person we have become is not an articulated mirror image.
Today I realized life in its fullness.
The dreams of yesterday are still the dreams of tomorrow.
Dreaming is Believing. Becoming. And holding true to those things that make life happy.
Just as they did in our youth.
The future still so distant.
I continue to dream like when I was a child. Young and naïve.
And hopeful to the idea, what shall be will BE.
Searching the seven seas for some peace of mind.
I wonder. I ponder. I meander.
Into periods of time where life was just fine.
Living was easy. Young and naïve.
Happiness could be found at the end of each rainbow.
Streetlights were avoided as the sunsets reminded us of a day’s journey.
Learning. Growing. Changing was inevitable.
We dreamed of the future. So distant.
We imagined love. And how it may look. Or how it may grow.
Did it smell sweet? As it blossoms right before our very eyes.
Life was good, as we knew it. Time stood still.
Yet we took it for granted, as days appeared endless.
Oblivious to what our future would hold and how each day dramatically changed our course.
It’s scary how things change.
How dreams become realities.
And how the person we have become is not an articulated mirror image.
Today I realized life in its fullness.
The dreams of yesterday are still the dreams of tomorrow.
Dreaming is Believing. Becoming. And holding true to those things that make life happy.
Just as they did in our youth.
The future still so distant.
I continue to dream like when I was a child. Young and naïve.
And hopeful to the idea, what shall be will BE.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
iBelieve
I received a note today.
It wasn’t expected but indeed a random act of kindness.
Solicitous, rousing, and sympathetic in release.
Its timing was indispensable.
As I read.
Charily.
Line by Line.
Word for word across the page.
Till the very end.
Renewed by the content.
I find joy in what has emerged.
The pursuit of happiness.
Success.
Love.
And the desire to dare the unattainable.
As life continues to flourish right before our eyes.
We only hope for the best.
We only dream of tomorrow.
But what we hold dear mirrors a puzzle yet to be completed.
A lesson unlearned.
Strangers naïve to their predestined amity.
Which leads to discovery?
iBelieve.
It wasn’t expected but indeed a random act of kindness.
Solicitous, rousing, and sympathetic in release.
Its timing was indispensable.
As I read.
Charily.
Line by Line.
Word for word across the page.
Till the very end.
Renewed by the content.
I find joy in what has emerged.
The pursuit of happiness.
Success.
Love.
And the desire to dare the unattainable.
As life continues to flourish right before our eyes.
We only hope for the best.
We only dream of tomorrow.
But what we hold dear mirrors a puzzle yet to be completed.
A lesson unlearned.
Strangers naïve to their predestined amity.
Which leads to discovery?
iBelieve.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Simply Put
As usual I am full of passion.
Trying to make sense of everything is quite a convoluted task.
I muse whether it is even worthwhile.
Who knows.
One day maybe it will all make sense.
My life.
My purpose.
My calling is mind-boggling.
I cogitate if I’m going through the motions or carrying out my duty and responsibility (breathe in, exhale) which is to love.
Though broad in array and unspecific in detail, it fabricates an interesting reflecting of my identity.
Simply put, Love is me.
Trying to make sense of everything is quite a convoluted task.
I muse whether it is even worthwhile.
Who knows.
One day maybe it will all make sense.
My life.
My purpose.
My calling is mind-boggling.
I cogitate if I’m going through the motions or carrying out my duty and responsibility (breathe in, exhale) which is to love.
Though broad in array and unspecific in detail, it fabricates an interesting reflecting of my identity.
Simply put, Love is me.
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Here I Stand
Yesterday I celebrated yet another birthday.
I woke up feeling bad, depressed, and lonely but as the day evolved my mood shifted and I was doing aiight.
It is interesting how moods can change easily but people do, too.
Life is hard.
This statement is true but limited.
I choose to believe we all have choices.
And sometimes we find ourselves in a mess or floored with joy.
With this in mind, it is I who constructs a canvas exhibiting my sequence.
I am a light.
Exemplifying hurt and pain but radiant with passion –truth.
My bad day is my good day.
Sickness surrenders to wellness.
Hate shadows love.
Yesterday turns into today.
Mistakes are gems.
You can’t rush perfection.
So be.
Happy.
Love more.
Give.
Smile.
Practice patience.
Help your neighbor.
Live in the moments.
Express Honesty.
Breathe.
Do the impossible.
BECOME.
I say all this because life can be short.
We never know where life will take us.
But what we can do is make the most of what we have and that is life.
I look forward to my next birthday.
I choose to believe I will wake up more superior than when I woke up yesterday.
I woke up feeling bad, depressed, and lonely but as the day evolved my mood shifted and I was doing aiight.
It is interesting how moods can change easily but people do, too.
Life is hard.
This statement is true but limited.
I choose to believe we all have choices.
And sometimes we find ourselves in a mess or floored with joy.
With this in mind, it is I who constructs a canvas exhibiting my sequence.
I am a light.
Exemplifying hurt and pain but radiant with passion –truth.
My bad day is my good day.
Sickness surrenders to wellness.
Hate shadows love.
Yesterday turns into today.
Mistakes are gems.
You can’t rush perfection.
So be.
Happy.
Love more.
Give.
Smile.
Practice patience.
Help your neighbor.
Live in the moments.
Express Honesty.
Breathe.
Do the impossible.
BECOME.
I say all this because life can be short.
We never know where life will take us.
But what we can do is make the most of what we have and that is life.
I look forward to my next birthday.
I choose to believe I will wake up more superior than when I woke up yesterday.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
An Investment
I have endowed my interest in the lives of lost souls,
Or a drought of cleanliness on my part.
Wavering away the shackles placed upon my heart.
To love you.
A friend indeed of merits.
Deliberate in my endeavor to consult your affirmation.
But can it be seen?
Do you notice me?
Pronounce me dead.
For this hurt I cannot bare.
Force me into exile.
So my worth is not in vain.
Loyalty is what I ask.
But not yielded in the fruits that I sow.
The reaping of my decisions has become known.
Caught up in an emotion and acting upon it with clear intentions.
Deceit hunts the soul.
As I imitate my own delusion.
Truth is. I am hurting.
Shadowed in smiles.
A plea.
A cry.
Listen.
I hold on further.
Bestowed by faith.
Carrying out the battle to exist in your world,
As I covet to hear from me today, tomorrow, and yesterday.
Optimism abides within.
Or a drought of cleanliness on my part.
Wavering away the shackles placed upon my heart.
To love you.
A friend indeed of merits.
Deliberate in my endeavor to consult your affirmation.
But can it be seen?
Do you notice me?
Pronounce me dead.
For this hurt I cannot bare.
Force me into exile.
So my worth is not in vain.
Loyalty is what I ask.
But not yielded in the fruits that I sow.
The reaping of my decisions has become known.
Caught up in an emotion and acting upon it with clear intentions.
Deceit hunts the soul.
As I imitate my own delusion.
Truth is. I am hurting.
Shadowed in smiles.
A plea.
A cry.
Listen.
I hold on further.
Bestowed by faith.
Carrying out the battle to exist in your world,
As I covet to hear from me today, tomorrow, and yesterday.
Optimism abides within.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Voices in my head
The season ends and the air we once grew accustomed is Fresher, Aged -refined.
I inhale only to realize a glimpse of me.
Not wanting to acknowledge the hurt, the pain, the guilt, the disgust.
I move on.
Life happens.
Does it not?
I write polished.
I write optimistic.
I write emotional.
I write stronger.
A new one begins.
Wow!
Where did all the time transcend?
Did I live in the moment?
Anonymous.
Dimmed by the unknown.
How does one remain content and focused without losing eye to the very thing that is important to their existence?
When will I know?
Or do you just know?
Carrying all my baggage.
Reality is now.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
A Movement
You ask much of me,
Though I am hunted by the lack of,
An allusion shattered by hope.
Survivor of my past, my now, my existing,
Better than before.
A precursor to tenacity, perseveration, illuminating by touch.
I was born to be about reformation,
Congregations form at the sound of my voice,
Alarmed by their conscious woo of a stranger.
Unconscious and unaware,
Immune to their current state,
My being is through them.
Surround yourself with truth,
Stand alone and need not me to be your guide,
Rather a collective surrogate of one.
A movement is what I am,
Involved, Engaged, Activistism is what you see,
Authentic by actions. Realism at best.
Do comment or make notions,
Your perception is not my veracity,
Naked by virtue and unashamed.
Beat me. Corrupt me. Hang me.
I surpass your inhibition,
Because I live progressively.
A movement is what I am.
Though I am hunted by the lack of,
An allusion shattered by hope.
Survivor of my past, my now, my existing,
Better than before.
A precursor to tenacity, perseveration, illuminating by touch.
I was born to be about reformation,
Congregations form at the sound of my voice,
Alarmed by their conscious woo of a stranger.
Unconscious and unaware,
Immune to their current state,
My being is through them.
Surround yourself with truth,
Stand alone and need not me to be your guide,
Rather a collective surrogate of one.
A movement is what I am,
Involved, Engaged, Activistism is what you see,
Authentic by actions. Realism at best.
Do comment or make notions,
Your perception is not my veracity,
Naked by virtue and unashamed.
Beat me. Corrupt me. Hang me.
I surpass your inhibition,
Because I live progressively.
A movement is what I am.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Atonement
As I move from my left to my right,
Hurt and pain dwells within,
Pulsating my desire, my silent plea,
For love.
A hug,
A kiss,
A call,
A touch,
Is needed now.
As they signify your existence,
In my world, thoughts, and breathe,
My air,
My hope is in you,
I exist!
And though I am alone,
You are close,
Near,
I sense you,
Whispering sweet sentiments,
Your smell is apparent,
I exhale and hold on.
Remembering our past,
Futuristically unknown,
Foggy and unpredictable,
I am bitter.
Unfresh, spoiled, and stale,
Leftovers from yesterday,
I have been forgotten,
Feeling blue,
I am no longer self.
As I await,
Your arrival is pertinent,
To your succession,
Happiness is through me,
I am you!
Hurt and pain dwells within,
Pulsating my desire, my silent plea,
For love.
A hug,
A kiss,
A call,
A touch,
Is needed now.
As they signify your existence,
In my world, thoughts, and breathe,
My air,
My hope is in you,
I exist!
And though I am alone,
You are close,
Near,
I sense you,
Whispering sweet sentiments,
Your smell is apparent,
I exhale and hold on.
Remembering our past,
Futuristically unknown,
Foggy and unpredictable,
I am bitter.
Unfresh, spoiled, and stale,
Leftovers from yesterday,
I have been forgotten,
Feeling blue,
I am no longer self.
As I await,
Your arrival is pertinent,
To your succession,
Happiness is through me,
I am you!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Baffled!!
Baffled!
As a result of my writing drought,
It had been a minute and it’s not my first,
Seen this moment before.
Befuddled, because I losed a piece of me.
Confusedly figuring out my way,
Only to better today!
I dodge the better sense of me,
Upset, Because I am afraid of my result,
My growth ignored.
Failing to innovate.
Struggle is needed.
What is my plan?
Though this constant sequence of reoccurrences maintained.
I am removed.
Removing myself away from reality and focused on a fantasy.
An allusion. A fake. A phoney.
An actor with no role.
I suggest erect a purpose, a goal, an objective,
Which configures a premeditated plan of outcome.
I question me?
And how inquisitively I want to change, evolve or recreate.
Riddance of this stagnant iniquity
And become, progressive!
As a result of my writing drought,
It had been a minute and it’s not my first,
Seen this moment before.
Befuddled, because I losed a piece of me.
Confusedly figuring out my way,
Only to better today!
I dodge the better sense of me,
Upset, Because I am afraid of my result,
My growth ignored.
Failing to innovate.
Struggle is needed.
What is my plan?
Though this constant sequence of reoccurrences maintained.
I am removed.
Removing myself away from reality and focused on a fantasy.
An allusion. A fake. A phoney.
An actor with no role.
I suggest erect a purpose, a goal, an objective,
Which configures a premeditated plan of outcome.
I question me?
And how inquisitively I want to change, evolve or recreate.
Riddance of this stagnant iniquity
And become, progressive!
Monday, January 07, 2008
I AM FULL
I AM FULL.
I am full right now!
Full off of life,
Full off of God, and
Full off of blessings.
In my last writing, I talked about needing a moment. Well it has surpassed and I have arrived. Who knows whether or not if it shall return, but who cares, I am grabbing this – what I have right now and running with it. I am thankful to be here in my life and I could not have asked for the lessons I have learned from my past. Memorizes are imperative in this recollection as they aid me in the transformation to be BETTER, GREATER, STRONGER, and WISER. I AM AS I AM because of them.
I am appreciative to those who has aided in this process. I only hope and pray that I can stay where I am and not fall. But I am not dwelling on becoming dethroned because in my eyes this reign shall and will forever last. I am a KING. Noble, wise, confident, and READY. God send me and WHOM SHALL I FEAR? NO ONE BUT ME.
Get FREE YALL and ENJOY this life that we have. There is so much to be thankful for and I AM EMBRACING MINE. RIGHT NOW. I am living and this is the best TIME.
I AM FULL.
I am full right now!
Full off of life,
Full off of God, and
Full off of blessings.
In my last writing, I talked about needing a moment. Well it has surpassed and I have arrived. Who knows whether or not if it shall return, but who cares, I am grabbing this – what I have right now and running with it. I am thankful to be here in my life and I could not have asked for the lessons I have learned from my past. Memorizes are imperative in this recollection as they aid me in the transformation to be BETTER, GREATER, STRONGER, and WISER. I AM AS I AM because of them.
I am appreciative to those who has aided in this process. I only hope and pray that I can stay where I am and not fall. But I am not dwelling on becoming dethroned because in my eyes this reign shall and will forever last. I am a KING. Noble, wise, confident, and READY. God send me and WHOM SHALL I FEAR? NO ONE BUT ME.
Get FREE YALL and ENJOY this life that we have. There is so much to be thankful for and I AM EMBRACING MINE. RIGHT NOW. I am living and this is the best TIME.
I AM FULL.
Friday, January 04, 2008
I need a moment
It has been an extremely long time since I had the opportunity to sit down, think, and reflect. Once we lose these opportunities apart of us dies and we can no longer recapture those brief and meaningful moments to catch up and see where we are and what we need to do to make ourselves better.
This previous semester has been long and stressful. I cannot say much about my growth but what I can do from here is learn for my past mistakes and use them as a piece to complete my puzzle. Life is hard. No one ever said it would be easy. We, as a people, all go through the same struggles and setbacks. I am so glad to have these moments of adversity but its getting through them which makes us stronger, better, and wiser. It takes a true and genuine person to stand up during this time to admit to self and others – hey I am weak right now and I going through some things. I need a moment. A moment to REFLECT and get myself back on top!
So, for the break I am using this time to tell everyone – I am going through some things and I need this time to REFLECT. Get back at me later!
This previous semester has been long and stressful. I cannot say much about my growth but what I can do from here is learn for my past mistakes and use them as a piece to complete my puzzle. Life is hard. No one ever said it would be easy. We, as a people, all go through the same struggles and setbacks. I am so glad to have these moments of adversity but its getting through them which makes us stronger, better, and wiser. It takes a true and genuine person to stand up during this time to admit to self and others – hey I am weak right now and I going through some things. I need a moment. A moment to REFLECT and get myself back on top!
So, for the break I am using this time to tell everyone – I am going through some things and I need this time to REFLECT. Get back at me later!
Monday, October 15, 2007
...Love Thoughts...
I am giving you my love in this very thought.
Pushing it through with all my existence,
Hoping, wishing, and praying that you will notice
But all I find is just another text, just another call, just another wasteful moment
That I must realize you will never been mine.
Consistently, I ask for your love or at least I shadow it with what I think is love,
I feel for you.
I think of you.
I ask of you to do the same.
Feel for me.
Think of me.
Ask of me of what you will have of me as I commit to you.
And only you.
But I am understanding this as just another conversation,
Of which I have had to many times before,
And I’m becoming aged in it.
Either I am lost in love or it has yet to find me.
Somewhere looming in the midst of all my woes.
I Breathe in. I Exhale.
I take another step, two, four, and back one more.
But I am progressing further.
Though I still ponder your love.
Pushing it through with all my existence,
Hoping, wishing, and praying that you will notice
But all I find is just another text, just another call, just another wasteful moment
That I must realize you will never been mine.
Consistently, I ask for your love or at least I shadow it with what I think is love,
I feel for you.
I think of you.
I ask of you to do the same.
Feel for me.
Think of me.
Ask of me of what you will have of me as I commit to you.
And only you.
But I am understanding this as just another conversation,
Of which I have had to many times before,
And I’m becoming aged in it.
Either I am lost in love or it has yet to find me.
Somewhere looming in the midst of all my woes.
I Breathe in. I Exhale.
I take another step, two, four, and back one more.
But I am progressing further.
Though I still ponder your love.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Some Things Never Change!
It has been a long time since I wrote. Laziness is something to overcome and I have not quite mastered that part my life. I apologize to all of my fans out there who have missed out on whats been going on with me. Life has had its ups-and-downs since I last wrote but with each new day we grow stronger, wiser and a new being. Today, I present you to me!
Yesterday, I began yet another semester at WKU. A bittersweet moment as this will be my last semester as a grad. student at Western.. One class to finish and I am looking forward to my graduation day and something a little bit different.
As I walked around campus, I noticed some things never change. You can point out your freshmen students, upperclassmen students, super senior students, and those students who cannot wait to get away from this place. With all the anxiety and high hopes of aspiration, college is still all the same. You have the Student Center full of people trying to encourage students to GO GREEK or GET INVOLVED.. and of course you have to mention the poster sales. What would the first week be like if such things do not exist? I have called college my home for the past 7 years and this year I must say I want to call home somewhere else. I guess my old age is sneeking up on me - finally!
But I look forward to this last semester of mine. I look forward to class discussions. I look forward to job searching. I look forward to all the activities and events I will plan and attend. I look forward to my learning, growth, and development. I look forward to meeting new people. I look forward to starting a new journey. I look forward to life and most of all I look forward to a new ME.
Yesterday, I began yet another semester at WKU. A bittersweet moment as this will be my last semester as a grad. student at Western.. One class to finish and I am looking forward to my graduation day and something a little bit different.
As I walked around campus, I noticed some things never change. You can point out your freshmen students, upperclassmen students, super senior students, and those students who cannot wait to get away from this place. With all the anxiety and high hopes of aspiration, college is still all the same. You have the Student Center full of people trying to encourage students to GO GREEK or GET INVOLVED.. and of course you have to mention the poster sales. What would the first week be like if such things do not exist? I have called college my home for the past 7 years and this year I must say I want to call home somewhere else. I guess my old age is sneeking up on me - finally!
But I look forward to this last semester of mine. I look forward to class discussions. I look forward to job searching. I look forward to all the activities and events I will plan and attend. I look forward to my learning, growth, and development. I look forward to meeting new people. I look forward to starting a new journey. I look forward to life and most of all I look forward to a new ME.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Tick Tock.
The clock inside my head has begun to start ticking.
Tick Tock.
Time for me is of the essence.
Whether to turn left or go to my right.
I am a mess or at least I know I am not my best.
Understanding what I need to do to begin this process called life,
I am behind my time.
My arrival has long been delayed.
Tick Tock.
We will begin boarding momentarily.
And so I wait.
Waiting for me to live up to my expectations and the better part of me speaks volumes of truth, wisdom, and knowledge.
I am fearless.
Tick Tock.
Now boarding all passengers, but I cannot board just yet.
I am lost, afraid, and unwilling because I know my outlook is not good.
Not right now in the midst of all this turmoil.
Confusion consumes me.
Tick Tock.
Final boarding call.
But I find myself still sitting.
Wondering, daydreaming, and caught off guard by my own irresponsibility, carelessness, and lack of fulfillment.
Tick. Tock.
My timing is off.
I see a brighter day ahead realizing that I am too late.
My gates have been locked and all opportunities are forgone.
I have arrived.
Tick Tock.
Time for me is of the essence.
Whether to turn left or go to my right.
I am a mess or at least I know I am not my best.
Understanding what I need to do to begin this process called life,
I am behind my time.
My arrival has long been delayed.
Tick Tock.
We will begin boarding momentarily.
And so I wait.
Waiting for me to live up to my expectations and the better part of me speaks volumes of truth, wisdom, and knowledge.
I am fearless.
Tick Tock.
Now boarding all passengers, but I cannot board just yet.
I am lost, afraid, and unwilling because I know my outlook is not good.
Not right now in the midst of all this turmoil.
Confusion consumes me.
Tick Tock.
Final boarding call.
But I find myself still sitting.
Wondering, daydreaming, and caught off guard by my own irresponsibility, carelessness, and lack of fulfillment.
Tick. Tock.
My timing is off.
I see a brighter day ahead realizing that I am too late.
My gates have been locked and all opportunities are forgone.
I have arrived.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Nine Days and Counting!
So, my Boise Real World Experience is about to come to an end. WOW, how the summer has flown by. There are so many things I want to learn and explore, but as the saying goes, "Make the most of every experience." And I guess if I had only not took a nap or facebooked until I could not any longer. But hey, "LIFE IS LIFE." I have no regrets. My experience here as been rewarding, challenging, and FUN. I have met some amazing people and learned a lot from our interactions with one another.
The first week I got here I must say was a trying time for me - a cultural shock and unfamilar territory. But GOD will never put more on you than you can bear. I stuck through this race and can see the finish line. Who would have thunk?- a favorite saying of mine - but BOISE, IDAHO? Ha! I came, saw, and CONQUERED!
As this once never ending journey comes to a closure in my life and reality begins to unfold, I am thankful to my new buddies which I have made - Mary, Josh, Dawn, and Rese. I have honestly learned a lot from each of you and I hope and wish you all the best in your future endeavors. I am a better person because of you!
The first week I got here I must say was a trying time for me - a cultural shock and unfamilar territory. But GOD will never put more on you than you can bear. I stuck through this race and can see the finish line. Who would have thunk?- a favorite saying of mine - but BOISE, IDAHO? Ha! I came, saw, and CONQUERED!
As this once never ending journey comes to a closure in my life and reality begins to unfold, I am thankful to my new buddies which I have made - Mary, Josh, Dawn, and Rese. I have honestly learned a lot from each of you and I hope and wish you all the best in your future endeavors. I am a better person because of you!
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
It's Amazing How Time Flies!
Just three days ago, I celebrated another birthday. This year I spent my birthday in Yellowstone National Park camping out in "Bear Country." A little apprehensive to my first real camping experience and sleeping in a tent, I grew to realize much about the road ahead of me... thus the creation of a new blog post. Buckle up!
I ran across a job posting at my undergraduate institution and thoroughly considered about applying for the position. I must say, I was eager and excited to go back to a place I called home for 5 years. Miss State was a place I learned a lot about me. Every chance I get the opportunity to go back and visit, I am in awe of the continous progress and the memorizes of my time there. It's amazing how time flies!
As a senior in highschool, I will admit I did not do my homework. I did not assertively apply for scholarships and invest time in looking into different colleges. Yes, I did sign up on a scholarship website but was too lazy to take a proactive stance on my educational pursuit. I knew without a doubt I would major in education. I received different materials in the mail from various schools and came to the conclusion out-of-state schools would not be an option - I did not want to run into to debt paying for my education.
As time for h.s. graduation approached, one of my good friends and I decided to both go to Delta State for their excellent education program. We went to visit campus and learn more about the opportunities available. I was not impressed at all. Despite my experience, I applied and was accepted. Man, did things change in a short amount of time. As a member of FBLA, my teacher wanted the class to take a trip her alma mater -Miss. State- for a visit. Like love at first sight, the first time I sat food on campus I knew it was HOME. I would not trade my MAROON and WHITE experience for the WORLD.
So know as I ponder my future ambitions and next steps, I wonder if I am ready to go back and explore a place which means a lot to me? Or should I explore other avenues and keep those memorizes of what I once had where they are - in the past? Or maybe begin to create new ones? Um... there is much to think about...
I ran across a job posting at my undergraduate institution and thoroughly considered about applying for the position. I must say, I was eager and excited to go back to a place I called home for 5 years. Miss State was a place I learned a lot about me. Every chance I get the opportunity to go back and visit, I am in awe of the continous progress and the memorizes of my time there. It's amazing how time flies!
As a senior in highschool, I will admit I did not do my homework. I did not assertively apply for scholarships and invest time in looking into different colleges. Yes, I did sign up on a scholarship website but was too lazy to take a proactive stance on my educational pursuit. I knew without a doubt I would major in education. I received different materials in the mail from various schools and came to the conclusion out-of-state schools would not be an option - I did not want to run into to debt paying for my education.
As time for h.s. graduation approached, one of my good friends and I decided to both go to Delta State for their excellent education program. We went to visit campus and learn more about the opportunities available. I was not impressed at all. Despite my experience, I applied and was accepted. Man, did things change in a short amount of time. As a member of FBLA, my teacher wanted the class to take a trip her alma mater -Miss. State- for a visit. Like love at first sight, the first time I sat food on campus I knew it was HOME. I would not trade my MAROON and WHITE experience for the WORLD.
So know as I ponder my future ambitions and next steps, I wonder if I am ready to go back and explore a place which means a lot to me? Or should I explore other avenues and keep those memorizes of what I once had where they are - in the past? Or maybe begin to create new ones? Um... there is much to think about...
Friday, July 06, 2007
What about yo Friends!
Today, I came to the realization of what it means to be a friend. Life's can be crazy! But through the thick and thin its great to know you have some people who support you in every endeavor. In every phase of life, every season change, and the moments you find the most critical, who do you lean or call on during these circumstances? These people are what I call friends. Sometimes you lose them and sometimes you win them. I can say that I have had a lot of friends over the course of my existence. Most of my friendships from childhood till now have cease to last but I have gained valuable tokens as a result. Friends are not meant to last forever. Just like fashion, what may be considered "IN" loses its appeal the next season, but never fear it could eventually come back in style later.
The notion of meeting your "REAL FRIENDS" in college can be true for some and differ for others. What about those individuals who never go to college? Regardless of if they went to college with you are not, I've come to the conclusion that your closest friends are the ones who share in your struggles, who dream with you, who support you when you fall and who pick you up after such shortcomings! Friendship does not require a phone call every day or every week! But its does suggest being there for each another. Friendship is the equivalent of love - in my opinion. As the scripture goes:
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking. It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. I Corinthians 13:4-8."
Yes, I can admit that I tried to make some friendships work. But in the end, it was just an effort gone to waste in certain circumstances. Yes, you grow from these experiences and relationships can become stronger. I just encourage you to not become a fool in the midst. Be honest with yourself -thats most important. Is the friendship really going anywhere? I don't like a lot a baggage. Get rid of what you can. You be the judge! I am reminded of a song by TLC, "What about yo FRIENDS."
And just when you thought the friendship was over, look at what the rain brought in!
The notion of meeting your "REAL FRIENDS" in college can be true for some and differ for others. What about those individuals who never go to college? Regardless of if they went to college with you are not, I've come to the conclusion that your closest friends are the ones who share in your struggles, who dream with you, who support you when you fall and who pick you up after such shortcomings! Friendship does not require a phone call every day or every week! But its does suggest being there for each another. Friendship is the equivalent of love - in my opinion. As the scripture goes:
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking. It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. I Corinthians 13:4-8."
Yes, I can admit that I tried to make some friendships work. But in the end, it was just an effort gone to waste in certain circumstances. Yes, you grow from these experiences and relationships can become stronger. I just encourage you to not become a fool in the midst. Be honest with yourself -thats most important. Is the friendship really going anywhere? I don't like a lot a baggage. Get rid of what you can. You be the judge! I am reminded of a song by TLC, "What about yo FRIENDS."
And just when you thought the friendship was over, look at what the rain brought in!
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Today is Independence Day!
All around the United States you will find its citizens full of Pride and Patriotism celebrating their Independence from Great Britain on July 4, 1776. What a great day in the history of this Nation. I ponder though constantly if this day fully represents all so-called Americans independence - I feel as though it does not.
These words spoken by Fredrick Douglass on July 5, 1852 give resonance to why I feel as such:
"What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July? I answer; a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are, to Him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy-a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States, at this very hour. "
http://www.historyisaweapon.org/defcon1/douglassjuly4.html
These words give depth to our American history, a past so full of deceit and lies. A past full of pain that I cannot fully commit to feeling free! Happy Memorial Day - a recollection of how slavery, oppression, and discrimination is still present in our country. How I do not feel as equal as most of my colleagues and how we are still enslaved socioeconomically - in our education, in our jobs, and in our very own communities.
Though I celebrate the Fourth of July every year. For me, it is a different day of remembrance -a different day of pride and patriotism. This day is a memoir to my ancestors -whom I must always pay tribute. There is still a war going on and a fight for Human Rights and Civility. I represent those individuals in spirit and truth. And though I celebrate my independence I carry on their dreams and hopes for a better day ahead. Today is Independence Day! I am ready to see the fireworks.
These words spoken by Fredrick Douglass on July 5, 1852 give resonance to why I feel as such:
"What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July? I answer; a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are, to Him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy-a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States, at this very hour. "
http://www.historyisaweapon.org/defcon1/douglassjuly4.html
These words give depth to our American history, a past so full of deceit and lies. A past full of pain that I cannot fully commit to feeling free! Happy Memorial Day - a recollection of how slavery, oppression, and discrimination is still present in our country. How I do not feel as equal as most of my colleagues and how we are still enslaved socioeconomically - in our education, in our jobs, and in our very own communities.
Though I celebrate the Fourth of July every year. For me, it is a different day of remembrance -a different day of pride and patriotism. This day is a memoir to my ancestors -whom I must always pay tribute. There is still a war going on and a fight for Human Rights and Civility. I represent those individuals in spirit and truth. And though I celebrate my independence I carry on their dreams and hopes for a better day ahead. Today is Independence Day! I am ready to see the fireworks.
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