Dreams...

So I need to test whether or not I can blog from my phone. This my attempt...let's see if it works!

wake up!

"being angry at someone is like holding a hot coal in your hand with the intent of throwing it at them, in the end you get burned" -ghandi

i am red in a narrow dark tunnel

coated in face values and what needs to be done tomorrow

i sit and dream of where the grass is greener

and wonder why i am getting no where

not being young anymore leaves you with the disadvantage

of not having the time of day to get the bigger picture

read between the lines

analyze the means by which you achieve justice

wake up, wake up i am your new day

your child waits for you to move

wake up, wake up i am your new sunrise

your lover waits for you to immerse from the mignight hour

i am poet again, i am mother for once, i am meant to lead my soul to its destiny

be your own protector, protect that which glides from your heart to your tounge

believe in the ability of your own strenth, power and knowledge

watch over your community, your brothern your sister, your marganalized strangers

watch like a hawk watches over the horizon

remember the beauty of the whole

and never give up on the small

wake up i tell, wake up!

Waiting

Yesterday I laid in bed ready to tear off my poor husband’s head off…the anxiety of becoming a mother is something that has only been theoretical until now. The safety of the womb has not just been a comfort zone for my baby girl, but for my adolescent byproduct as well. No matter where you think you are in life, uncertainty is pail of cold water on a freezing day and it always comes right before you make your way up that stage. I’ve been creating life, pushing through the days, finding strength and patience when every moment seems more exhausting…but it hasn’t been more real until this moment. This moment when my on biology has already started to prepare me physically…my soul seems to be reaching out to prepare my courage as well.