A little bit of love, peppered with individualism topped with acceptance...goes a long way. Enjoy. by Khali
I grew up listening to Roberta Flack and memorizing every word to every song. At the time...for me, she was a mirror image of all African American women, especially my mother.
posted by Khali at
24.4.08
My transition to Texas has been a real challenge. For the most part, I have had to create my environment, my atmosphere, my interest, my pursuit, my quest and at times my DIVERSION. Anywhere can be a lonely place when your entire family is on the other side of the map. A friend once told me, “if you want a friend, show yourself friendly.” Well...sometimes that only works when you’re vibin’ on affirmations. So, with that in mind, I started this blog as part of my journey to finding a more fruitful life, when it’s just you. I'm hoping this blog will become more from me and from you. This is only the beginning. Maybe you’ll take a trip on my journey to more fruitful days & splendid getaways. Maybe it will give you the courage to be with yourself…by yourself and rediscover yourself. I will share with you the vacations & staycations gone by and the one's to come. It may even help some of you in your transition from the place you now call home or maybe just help you start enjoying where you are, right now or just for now. (Please do not make copies of my photos. If you would like a photo to print or post, just email me. Please enjoy and leave comments).
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I grew up without an image to be inspired by. I grew up with the need to just escape from my damn life. I wanted to be anywhere and anyone that wasn't me. so I'm still looking for a person. Instead my inspirations are sunrises and sunsets. Beginnings and endings. Always forward movement...
The image that inspires me is the thought of a whole race of people...chained, compacted and seasick aboard a slave ship.
Through the grace of GOD only a few survived to make it ashore.
After that my people were persecuted, ridiculed, killed and treated unfairly as a whole and yet able to survive. I feel proud to be of African descent.
And I feel that this sacrifice cannot be taken for granted. What excuse do I have for not thriving and being successful in this life? Do I face the same obstacles? NO.
My great-grandfather had a farm with 20 acres...13 kids and a restroom inside is home. Out of those 13 childreb at least 6 were college graduates.
That's what inspires me! - NUPE84
wow nupe84, that inspires me. thnx for the reminder that we all didn't get this far alone!
thnx brother!
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