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Inspiration, Lifestyle

Not all those who wander are lost

October 11, 2012 • By


There are certain unpleasant truths in life.  Racism is one of them because it refuses to die a natural death and can and will live on forever into eternity if left unchecked.  Many would have us believe that it’s unfashionable or gauche to declare this fact.  I suppose it’s because it’s uncomfortable for them to acknowledge it and it’s easier to either to deny or ignore the damage that it causes to the ones it’s aimed at and the one who doing the aiming.  As long as it is marginalized and not dealt with forthrightly, it will continue.  But it doesn’t have to.

A travel blogger friend of mine was relating how she’s constantly refused taxi service in Indonesia.  Of course, there will be the requisite declarations about how difficult everyone has it.  It’s one thing to suffer from the mere state of being human.  It’s another to suffer because of preconceived notions about your status as a human being.

There is an old saying, “Your blues ain’t like mine”.  It’s not meant to minimize anyone’s personal journey.  It is meant to illustrate the difficulty and the ridiculousness of being made to pay for a deficit that exists only in the mind of the person holding false truths about someone.  I’ve always felt that I can’t make everyone love me, nor would I want to.  But I  refuse to tolerate blatant disrespect that I’ve never earned.  This same friend has been notified by her broker that the owner doesn’t want black people living in the apartment that she’s paid for six months in advance.

 “Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.” – Maya Angelou


Inspiration, Lifestyle

5 Of My Favorite Poems Of All Time!

July 18, 2012 • By

Day 18 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge!!  Thanks to those of you who have stuck with me from the beginning and as we come to the home stretch, it’s getting a little more (to borrow a phrase) Challenging!!  Anyways……I have a deep and abiding love for poetry.  It can be melodic, gut-wrenching, soul searching, powerful, melodramatic, seething or heartwarming.  I love it because it expresses so much in its simplest form and gets down to the heart of the matter.  I wanted to share my favorites and in turn, perhaps you can share yours with me!

Here are five poems that I’ve loved for years because each has taught me lessons that I needed to learn during a particular time of crisis or happiness in my life……

1. Nikki Giovanni’s “I wrote a good Omelet”

I wrote a good omelet…and ate a hot poem…
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Sitting Here Thinking Of…..

July 16, 2012 • By

Arghh….this challenge is catching up with me.  The show doesn’t end until Wednesday, so I really don’t have as much time as I would like to participate…  Today is day 16….I will make another post today.  This is a poem that I wrote about a woman is recalling various scenes from her life as a young married.  I hope that you enjoy it.

Sometimes when I lie in the bed alone
Imagining you beside me
Like you used to be
And still catching a whiff of paco rabonne cologne on
Your pillow brings


Why We Didn’t Work | What I Learned From Love

July 14, 2012 • By

Ultimate Blog Challenge – Day 14 and I have to post twice today due to my crazy schedule yesterday!   No worries.  My first post is about love relationships….and how monumental they seem when you are young and why it hurts when you come to the realization that love sometimes isn’t enough.

We were both 17 year olds who thought we had it all and that love would bind us forever.

Youth allowed us to perennially live in the moment by convincing ourselves that time would never end and neither would we.

We imagined that no one had ever loved as deeply or as completely and that the world revolved around the cocoon that we’d built together which would never be penetrated by outsiders.


To Be Reborn In The Morning

July 12, 2012 • By


Day 12 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge!!   This is something that I wrote as an homage as to how the elderly are sometimes forgotten and disregarded.   I grew up watching these ladies tending their gardens, they were out usually before the sun and took immense pleasure in their handiwork.  Most were widows and received very little company except for active little children like me who often managed to toss wayward balls into their yards but were never admonished.  I think that few seconds where we interacted was the longest time most had spoke to another human being now that they had gotten too old.  I hope that we never forget how much a gentle smile, a warm embrace and a pleasant conversation can mean to another person.READ MORE


Our Golden Anniversary

July 6, 2012 • By

WARNING: This post has music, so please scroll to the bottom to mute if this will cause problems! lol This is day 6 of the July 2012 Ultimate Blog Challenge! Today’s post is a tribute to the power of romantic love. It’s the kind of love that spans decades and carries you through the highs and lows of life but stays steadfast, like the love that my parents shared. For some, true love only comes once, for others it lasts a lifetime. If we’re lucky, we get both.


He cradled her delicate hand into his and leaned in to whisper as he kissed it, “I told you if you stick with me, I’d take you places”, he grinned. Her bright eyes looked up at him as she smiled that effervescent smile that had always melted his heart. “You haven’t broken a promise yet.”, she said wistfully. Their old house, which welcomed the young lovers to a new life of domestic tranquility a half a century ago, bore witness to every joy that they experienced and today was no different. It was full of the laughter of young and old, the chatter of long estranged relatives recalling old times, the singing of an impromptu do-wop quartet trying to best one another on a Temptations song and the distant sound of children playing double dutch outside.READ MORE


How Traveling Improves Your Quality of Life

March 20, 2011 • By

Way back when during prehistoric times, one of my best friends in high school and I were talking about what the future would hold for us one day. She happened to mention that one of her desires was to leave Alabama. Having never traveled more than 20 miles from her birthplace, she figured it was time for a change. At the time, it seemed incredulous to me that she had never crossed state lines, so I fully supported that wish.


Long story short, she never left. I believe that she had wanted to, but didn’t know how to put her plan into action. I think that there are many people like her who feel stuck and in a rut, so their solution is to do nothing. Many years later, she still hasn’t and attributes her previous lamentations to youthful flights of fancy.

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