Drama Queen. Baby Mama Drama. Overdramatic. Over the top. Soap Opera Drama. A Book. A Movie. All these things describe my life. It's dramatic and it always has been dramatic. However, nothing has ever been as dramatic as the past ten months. I've been going through quietly but it's time for me to come out.
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Deepak and Oprah- Day One
Who am I? A divine soul. I am the woman that my ancestors prayed to be. I am earth, brown and round and soft and fertile. I am an able and willing vessel for God to use for His Glory. I am God's Glory. I am the twinkle in God's smile. I am the sunlight after the rain. I have traveled through storms to give a glimpse of the harvest that comes afterwards. I am Cleopatra and Nefertiti. I am a Mountain beside a stream. I am the Koi fish in the pond. Longevity, crafty, witty, a survivalist and a survivor. I am an artist, sculptor, a co-pilot witnessing God's miracles. I am macaroni and cheese at Grandmama's house. I am sofisticated soul. I am an allegory within an algorithm. I am my own knight in shining armour. A night in my own shining arms. I am the hug after the skinned knee. I am everything. I am nothingness, stillness, infinite space. I am a paradoxical paradigm. I am magical madness. I am the sowet, the planter and the gatherer. I am the sift wind and the hurricane. I am a brick house. A lighthouse. A birdhouse. A Traphouse. A Greenhouse. A spaceship, a yatcht, a garden, a refuse, a blueprint. I am. I was. I will always be. You.
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