"Pack light." -Erykah Badu Friday morning, I packed a bag of clothes from a past lover. These items were given to me, but per his request for a return of favorite shorts, I decided to give back everything. For years I’ve held on to gifts and pieces of clothing from past relationships, but for the first time ever, I’m ready to clear my space and let go. Releasing has been a common theme over the last couple years, so much so that when I hear Erykah Badu’s “Bag Lady,” the words
Life has been poetic for me this year. It’s been full of melodies, structure, and prominent devices like repetition. Repetition in life is just as meaningful as it is in any poem. There are lessons, messages, and patterns on repeat, and I honestly believe it’s God’s way of getting our attention. He’s been trying to get mine over the past year in all three ways. Lessons: At this point I firmly believe we will face an obstacle until we learn how to overcome it. It’s no secret t
A year ago I went part-time at work to pursue my writing career after a year of getting paid monthly to host and perform. The month after telling my job I wouldn’t be returning full time, my performance opportunities subsided. I knew I was walking in purpose, but life had not gone according to plan. With more people choosing to pursue purpose, it’s necessary to talk about the realities of entrepreneurial life. Because I still have a lot to learn myself, I’ve tapped into some
I’m currently unemployed. I started working part-time last year as a teacher which means I no longer get paid in the summer. However, I chose not to find summer work so I could focus on my writing and non-profit. The dream chasing part of this plan is fulfilling and admirable, but the financial reality can be sobering. For me, it’s a test of faith and a shaping of discipline. It also has me wavering between thoughts of “You’re on the right track,” and “You need to be doing mo
For over a year now, I’ve been shedding. I’ve watched habits fall off and people drift away. Sometimes it hurt. At times it’s caused confusion, but it always worked out in the end. Maybe we’re similar to caterpillars. We are meant to transform, and with growth, we are constantly shedding. At a certain point, we sit alone and undergo our own process of transformation. We can’t really explain what’s happening, but if we disturb it, we could affect the results. At first, I didn'
I spent the last three months trying to make the perfect greens. My first two attempts fell short of expectation, but the batch for Thanksgiving was perfect. (Ask my family for proof.) In hindsight, there was one key element that changed the outcome of my greens drastically, and I’m learning that the plans I’m cooking up in my own life require this same ingredient. In my family, everyone has mastered certain dishes and mine are greens and apple pie. While I had been strugglin
The season finale of Insecure was set up for success until both Issa and Molly took ten steps back to something that was comfortable and previously hurtful. Given the decisions that were being made all season, this wasn’t surprising, and it’s easy to be angry at them for making the “wrong” decisions yet again. However, while these characters are dramatized, how many times do we find ourselves in the same situation over and over again, with slow progress in between? These wome