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Day 28 #WritingMyselfWhole: Freedom

I’m right where I’m supposed to be and this is what freedom feels like

Day24 #WritingMyselfWhole: If Nothing Else I’m Still Here

I almost didn’t write today. I almost allowed my distractions to get the best of me. I almost felt like giving up was the answer. However giving up is never the answer.  So I came back to the page. I came back to the place of hope. I came back to try again. I came back to say, I’m still here. I’m still writing. I’m still trying.

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In the words of Toni Morrison “Freeing yourself was one thing claiming ownership of the freed self was another.” If nothing else I claim myself worthy of being free. I claim myself worthy to come again and again to the page.

Having You There Makes the Difference: In other words – We Need You to Imagine…

Re-imagining myself as a writer, by grace, I am alive. Writing the script of my life -sifting through warm, dark, soil. Tending to the lumps that shape pages, where I’ve been, where I’m headed, how I’m still changing.

On the morning of discover,

I am the afro-haired girl

with friends of freedom,

we are soulmates,

in good company, we are miracles of change,

aggrandized gold, sprouting through the cracks

bountiful seedlings, dancing across the Alantic,

arising, gas-lighting stars bursting with higher thinking

bursting outside, with ladders of forgiveness.

kindness is our resource,

love is, its native power

hope is our brother

wisdom is our Mother

riding on the wings of the Cardinal