Baring it all? Or barely ?

To my superwomen & supermen, have you ever gone by that saying? – that – “God won’t put more on my plate than what I can bare.” Certainly, you have, but I hope you’re also asking yourself whether He put it there in the 1st place! Too often we use this idiom to justify a vast majority of “multitasking” we habitually find ourselves in. We like to be saviors and superheroes saving the day. Many of us carry the weight of the world & a pathology that deduces that “well if it’s here on my plate then God must have put it there” but my darlings, that’s not always the case. There are some things that God put there for you and there are others which are disguised distractions. Learn to wean the distractions out. Know your plate. Know your portions and know which ones to push away. Discernment is key. How clear is your vision?

If Valentine’s Day Annoys You…

“Falling in love with yourself 1st does not make you vain or selfish. It makes you indestructible.”

– unknown

Granted Valentine’s Day, is a rather socially superficial holiday. However my hope is that in the essence of love of that you take advantage of the hyperawareness of love of Valentine’s Day and orient that overwhelming love and awareness towards yourself! You are the most deserving of your own energy and attention. Before you can ever truly connect or simply acknowledge another person you must first acknowledge yourself. You are worth loving & knowing, and no one can love you, or desire you, or work on you, as passionately as you can – for yourself. So love on to every aspect of you…The light and the dark. Acknowledging the complexity of your good and bad makes you all the more beautiful and strong. Remember that in order for the light to shine so brightly that there has to be darkness & that this recognization and tuning into is due to you. So this is me advocating for you- so that you would take advantage of the day- so that super strong energy of hate and aggravation is manifested into something more beautiful and valuable. I’m not disclaiming how annoying the day can be- especially the superficiality. I definitely understand your sentiment; but channel that energy towards yourself in a more conducive way that will actually do you some good. Why expend your energy on someone or something else when you can be spending it on loving you!?? Think about that. I love you all✨🔥😻😽💫

Ever told a person that they’re overthinking it? Well what if they’re just feelin it?

Never be lazy about your feelings. If you feel them, then explore them! Try and tuck them away if you want to & They’ll be your worse nightmares… So what’s more frightening – the conditional fright of facing and feeling what you’re uncertain of or disabling yourself into emotional paralysis, where you force yourself to feel nothing at all? …. I am sensationally passionate and sometimes hypersensitive, but that’s how I know I’m alive. I might overthink something but I’ll never “over feel” because There’s no such thing. My feelings are uncapped and what I feel is valid. This is a superpower and “in my feelings” is honestly the best place for me to be! Just my thoughts.

“In my feelings”

An Open Letter of Love to Black Students: #BlackLivesMatter

Originally posted on Black Space:

IMG_5465 Black students and professors, Beaumont Tower, Michigan State University, December 6, 2014. photo by Darryl Quinton Evans

We are Black professors.

We are daughters, sons, brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, nephews, godchildren, grandfathers, grandmothers, fathers, and mothers.

We’re writing to tell you we see you and hear you.

We know the stories of dolls hanging by nooses, nigger written on dry erase boards and walls, stories of nigger said casually at parties by White students too drunk to know their own names but who know their place well enough to know nothing will happen if they call you out your name, stories of nigger said stone sober, stories of them calling you nigger using every other word except what they really mean to call you, stories of you having to explain your experience in classrooms—your language, your dress, your hair, your music, your skin—yourself, of you having to fight for all…

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Potentially Sleep


At first sight
My eyes went beyond your surface level
I sized up the circumference of your lips & the deep of your feet
I gave consideration to the Grand possibility
That Perhaps You’d be everything I Wanted you to be
But Too bad those big tallies could never truly estimate
what I hoped you had potential to be
In my mind you Alone possessed the potential
Of the culmination of being both you AND me
And somewhere along the lines of my mind I persuaded
your potential into being my alleged reality …
Yes- In my mind I signed up for make believe
that you were already right there with me
Like really Psyched myself out into dreaming and day walking into imagining things
And all the While in my beautiful slumber
You looked at things soooo so differently
Per say- an Opportunity to conquer me sexually
And successful ? Well, Yea maybe
But u see that was JUST the tip of the ice burg
Look up Sir- you only went knee deep
And so It’s crazy how we were always together
YET you were never actually really with me
In my mind I was on something better
but the whole time I was actually asleep
Unless Your goal was to tip off the ice burg
Know that Your conquest was incomplete
In the future- you should try something better
Like diving in for the soul’s deep
But you struggle at holding your head above water
And so All the while I was imagining things


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