Save my Soul

Writing is important for my soul. Four years ago I was lost. I picked up pencil and began to write again. I dug out my journals and notebooks and began to look through them. I wrote a poem that clearly describes why I write and what writing means to me. I have a profound love for the art of writing and I am thankful to God that He blessed me with the gift of words. It isn't as important as my prayer time in my closet but somehow it continues to sooth me.


Writing to Save my Soul
I am writing to save my soul
writing to hold on to control
to stay whole
I'm writing to remain
Sane
Writing to eliminate the mundane
events of life
I'm writing to acquire more happiness
I'm writing to endure the pains and strife
I'm writing to show the girl inside the limitless possibilities of an educated mind
I'm writing to remind her to share the gifts God has given her with all man kind
I want to encourage her to think and challenge status quo
I'm writing to show her how the mind can grow
I'm writing to remind myself of what I already know
but most of all
I am writing to save my soul

Likes/Dislikes

LIKES


my Samsung Galaxy
Real Artists who Make Real Music

Louis Farrakhan speaks truth, regardless

humility

gospel music  and it's best

patiently waiting for the Saints to pull it together

reaching my goals
rather die on my feet, than live on my knees mentality

avoiding drama at all costs
DISLIKES


Ray Allen in a Heat uniform
Tyler Perry's latest Madea film

letting my temper get the best of me
I really need a vacation but it's not in sight
this song  

one-sided conversations

60 degree weather

people who refuse to mind their own business

Summer Olympic Recap

LIKES

• The Opening Ceremonies
• Usain Bolt is Half Man Half Amazing
• Athlete Profiles
• Michael Phelps...the man!
• Track and Field...every bit of it
• BBC Coverage
• The Thrill of Victory

DISLIKES

• Fake nationlism
• Who will test postive?
• US Medal winners taxed thousands by the IRS
• Gabby hair controversy
• NBC's horrible delayed coverage
• The agony of defeat

The Boys are off to school

I feel very disconnected...many things on my plate but I can't even think of one...I miss them terribly already.

Ambition

Ambition is priceless
It’s something that’s in your veins
And I put that on my name
For my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition

Everynow and then a song comes along that fits my life, my mood, my cardio...my walk....
The gon love me for my Ambition...easy to dream a dream...

I push so hard during my workouts. I look at my sons and I wish that I could shrink myself into their bodies and give all the dedication, desire, fire and committment tha I have in me to them, so they will never know what it would be like to have regret of not giving their all.  I want the world to love them for their ambition.

And now, I begin the restart of my walk towards my ambition....easy to dream a dream though it's harder to live it.

Passion

I initially did it just to be doing something.
True enough I still do it, but, as of late, it serves a far greater purpose.
Don't get me wrong. Beforehand, as I received more than my share of pleasure, I offered absolutely no complaints. Everything was everything. Though part of me quietly wondered why I failed to possess the intensity required in order to push it to the limit.

It was during such reflection that I quickly realized something was missing. A key ingredient, if you will. I ultimately found there to be no passion involved. Which, in my case, proved to be the difference between having love and being in love.

A hopeless romantic; I would rather be in love, as if I cannot live without.

In an effort to understand why I lacked this much needed emotion, and perhaps obtain it, I slowly turned my attention towards other things in life. Or, whatever it took for me to see things for what they really are.
They say - in order to find something, sometimes you have to stop looking, and allow it to find you. Of course there were other things which captured my interest, yet none of which left me captivated.

That is, until one day I reached deep within and discovered feelings that had been overlooked, unknown beforehand. In that invaluable moment, not only had I mastered the ability to transform raw emotion, but I also developed the spirit to read between the lines; finish sentences; add exclamation.
Eventually, I found myself unable to live without it.
So, nowadays, whether laid back in my bed, or stretched across the couch or drifting off while thoroughly engaged, one can find me with my face hurled off into the act itself.

In other words, there is no question whatsoever - writing is my passion.

Song In My Head

I may just a foolish dreamer, but I don't care.

Random Stuff

Jordan, Twin B, youngest of the twins is an interesting character. Has about 500 twitter followers. Constantly puts of his random thoughts. Little scary how many of his thoughts are relatable. Words cannot describe the joy I feel when I lay and talk to him and little to what an amazing kid he is. He has transformed into a man before my very eyes. I love all of my children and they all have unique personalities and traits but he is...different. His thoughts and analogies are entirely to mature for a young man of his age.

Words of Wisdom from mom - There will be women who will love you, but I am the only one who will love you from beginning to end.

Every so often you hear a song that takes you back...makes you feel perfectly innocent and relights your childhood.  I can close my eyes to EVERY single Maze song and just feel good. This is above all one of my favorites.

Whenever I am pumping gas and the numbers are moving extra slow, I feel like I have no choice but to stand there and suffer the wait (I'm usually in a huge hurry). I wonder if this is considered an exercise in patience.