My days in the city,though short lived,were experienced fully.With the thrill of Broadway, living my way,days and nights, echoes and lights.Yet I could always find the silence in the chaos.For me, it provided the best of both worlds. The heat of the summer,and the wind through my hair, as I rode the Staten Island Ferry […]My NYC
Dancingon myaimlesshead.Stardustsprinklesswiftlyshed. Grippingrelieffrom olddread.Dustywishesquicklyspread. Whisperedsoft cluesmy mindsaid,instantknowledgemy soulread. Runningon thethinnestthread.Lightingpathwaysas stepstread. – Grace Y. Estevez – ReddyBright Idea
Odilon Redon, Orpheus Ask the moon what her whispers mean—dreamtime longing, the after-ache of shadows that slide or slink, glide, or make us thinkof what was–the ghosts of yearning seek the light. I watch, and if I can’t recalleach pink-petaled spring or purple rain, I see them all—the symphony that glows and lingers,or hides in […]The Dreams, or What You See
© Makiko Kudo, Stage Curtain, 2011 She Dwelt among the Untrodden Ways by William Wordsworth She dwelt among the untrodden waysBeside the springs of Dove,A Maid whom there were none to praiseAnd very few to love: A violet by a mossy stoneHalf hidden from the eye!—Fair as a star, when only oneIs shining in the […]Spotlight Poetry – She Dwelt among the Untrodden Ways – A poem by William Wordsworth
I watched my words fly awayThat wounded my heart and my wayI waited for them to return again – Jan @jahnavigouriWriter’s block
The Temple of Poseidon sits atop Cape Sounion at the southern tip of the Attica Peninsula. It is only about 40 miles (70km) south of Athens. I visited the site in October 2021 on an afternoon small-group tour from Athens. The Athenian Riviera Getting to Cape Sounion from central Athens involves a 60-90 minute drive […]The Temple Of Poseidon – Cape Sounion, Greece
I know it isn’t easy for you, I believe, I need therapy too! For the life, I sculpted myself, from love and tenderness. The terrific past I could see, from my actions and outcomes that I feel, isn’t me. I could see my outrage is something I was unapologetic about, now my moon scars are […]I need therapy too
Blogging extricates us from real life. At least for a little while… Today’s Word: Extricate 1.To free or remove from an entanglement or difficulty More about the word. Don’t forget to leave your six word reply in the comments because I always love reading them or simply stop by and say hi! If you enjoyed […]Six Word Story #144
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels “We may define therapy as a search for value.” Abraham Maslow The Baggage Handler I paid her for the letting go, those harboured thoughts pushed down, now surfacing again. She listened from her somber chair to my every grief, her silent compassion a soft incise carefully drawn. My many wounds released, those neatly […]The Baggage Handler – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Through the lens of the dog… Oh Man! You are the dumbest species I have seen. Your insensitive attitude towards your home, your planet continues to baffle me. You build vast technology driven systems, things work at the press of a button, yet you seem to have lost the connect with your life. The buildings […]Will you ever learn?
Gossping, gathering teeth and lips chatteringwitchlike they whisperwhile watching, and gossiping wait for some dread new scandal,some news they can handlewhile witchlike they cackleand curse, spreading rumour and hate. It’s not just the women,the men play their hand inthis murderous gossip and gallop to town with the news: ‘Old so-and-so’s flounderedhis morals have foundered!’Like demons they demonstrate they […]Galloping Gossips #poetry #dVerse
As a single mother I often felt guilty wondering if I was neglecting my children by working so much. Looking back, I some how managed to always have the weekends off and fortunate enough to keep a schedule during their school hours which meant having dinner together every evening as a family. Once my oldest became a freshman in high school she was enthusiastic about being envolved with extra curricular activities, in addition to advanced prep classes keeping her extremely busy resulting in many days of making it home as the sun began to set.
We were living in a tiny suburb of Sacramento, California known as North Highlands. Our apartment was just off Watt Avenue, a main street that stretched over several areas of Sacramento. From our upstairs living room window there was a clear view across a neglected dry field of chest…
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Note: The following story, along with several of my other works are featured in Our Black Mothers: Brave, Bold & Beautiful. This is a piece I’m extremely passionate about for various reasons. During my first few readings I was overwhelmed with joy by how it touched and resonated with the audience, resulting in future invitations to read and or speak from the heart regarding my experiences as a mother and what I’ve learned. I’d like to now share with you. (Tim’esa is shown in the above image of the book cover on the top row and far right with the beautiful smile).
My mom left me to believe I had the flu when I was 17 and had been hanging around the house for over a week vomiting, but the reality was that I’d soon become a mommy myself. Although, I wasn’t quite sure what a “mommy” was because I’d…
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Most of us, when hearing the word “fear” think of certain types of phobias like claustrophobia or arachnophobia. My personal fear has always been acrophobia (fear of heights) and aerophobia (fear of flying) which I’m slowly overcoming. The type of fear I’ll be writing about today however, I don’t believe is considered as an actual phobia. My fear is more of a “fearallacy” (a made-up word of the day borrowed from a follower, thanks ShiraDest ) meaning: A fear based on false, incorrect or mistaken reasoning. During my childhood, hearing stories in the news about babies being kidnapped, dying fron SIDS, not to mention my own personal experiences of abuse in general, I told myself I would never become a mother and until my teenage years the very thought of being a parent had been my greatest fear.
I destinctly remember a time in my life when that fear turned…
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I’m certain that at some point we’ve all heard the phrase “never judge a book by it’s cover”, which is great advice I’ve always tried to stay mindful of, especially regarding people. However, that was not the case when I stumbled upon the books featured here today. As I recall the time I came across them in my haste and excitement at a yard sale, my thoughts were not only that I was getting a great bargain for $1, but I was also intrigued by the covers which sparked my curiosity. In this particular one shown above, my hope was that it would reveal information that may be useful later in life. I’m not sure what I may have been going through at that time. I was obviously still young as well as a bit naïve perhaps. The second book (shown below), well let’s just say by the cover alone…
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There is this little fable about a spider that starved because its web was too wide. It starved not because it wouldn’t have been able to reach the far end of its web but because it got confused by the sheer mass of incoming signals. It just couldn’t differentiate between important and unimportant anymore.
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I often babysit the neighbor’s kids or they babysit me -however you want to look at it- and there is a lot I learned from watching babies, toddlers and yes, even teenagers. I wondered if I am the only one who looks at it that way. Does not being a parent make me more of a pushover or perhaps more observant?
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Husband and wife who had been separated see each other again, and they fall into each other’s arms. They exchange a passionate kiss, they hug and hold on to each other, then they walk into the sunset, holding hands, happy to be reunited again. That’s how it would be in the movies or in books. The perfect scenario of a married couple still being in love after so many years.
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Being an entrepreneur brings many challenges along with its many benefits. One challenge in particular involves your business mindset and recognizing if you’re setting yourself up for success or failure.
Figuring out what mindset you have involves using your common sense. If you’re afraid to fail, chances are that’s what will happen because you won’t want to take any risks so you won’t take any action. However, it IS possible to shift this mindset; so instead of being afraid, you become determined to make your business work. Which scenario do you prefer: Being determined and taking action or being afraid and cowering in a corner, doing nothing?
Here are some other common mindsets that may negatively affect your business:
1. A negative mindset can affect your confidence. How do you react if a boss or client says you made a mistake or they’re not happy with your final product?…
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