God and Wine

"But there's something in me birthing on the horizon and nobody wants to hear me lament about the contractions I'm experiencing." One of the reasons why I hate engaging with new people (besides the fact that I'm an introvert) is that, predictably, the "What do you do for a living?" question pops up. Sometimes it's camouflaged as, "What brought you to the city?" or "What industry are you in?" The answer to those questions is so complex, so layered, and so multi-faceted that I have to take 3 seconds to chose whether I want to tell the long story or the more acceptable abridged version of my life events. I often don't know where to start. Do I lead with my career as a professional performer, going into detail about my extensive acting, singing, and dancing training? Do I give them the modified "I'm a teaching artist who sometimes performs Off-Broadway" schpill? Or do I tell them that I actually make thousands of...

[ Read "Way to Freedom" HERE ] I had a conversation with myself last night, re-imagining a previous conversation I had with God about 2 years ago. God was like, "I'm gonna sit here with my arms wide open, while you seek refuge in people and things that were not meant to shelter you, and I'll wait patiently for you to come back home to me." That moment with God 2 years ago was the beginning of my real relationship with God and my relationship with my purpose(s). As I watched things fall into place, in awe of the matchless moves of the universe pushing me toward my purpose (or myself), I never quite committed to the purpose; I never quite committed to God. I walked around God--around my purpose, around myself--but never stepped in. Maybe this is you. This has been your life for years...going in and out of the revolving door that is God's arms. And God still loves, even when you're outside of the door. God still loves, even when your head is pressed ...

[Read the Dating Chronicles: Part VII Here] Hey y'all! So I don't usually Vlog, but I'm trying my hand at it for this topic. Dating the "Church Girl" is one of the many conversations I have with myself, especially when preparing to have "that talk" with a man who's interested in me but not quite sure what he's getting in to. Hope you enjoy and do comment below if you feel it in your spirit. :)

[Read The Dating Chronicles Part VI Here] Note: I think it's important to note that the experiences I write/tweet/blog/instagram about are a collection of experiences that have happened to me, and others, over time (so not just yesterday). If I've dated you and you're reading this, feel some type of way if you want. As I always say, "If the shoe fits..."-Thanks, management. In dating, I've often encountered the guy who's like, "you're so sweet, but..." or "you're such a phenomenal woman, but..." It took me a while to realize that the "but" was not about me. I mean I've heard the list: "You're amazing," "you're awesome," "you're incredibly intelligent and sexy," "you're talented and beautiful," BUT... It even goes beyond dating and into our professional lives. And most times the "but" is not about us. The "but," a powerful conjunction that ...

You've been sleeping for years. It's time to wake up and go somewhere. It's funny how success can disguise your slumber. When you're not doing what you've been called to do, it never quite feels right.

Every once in a while I need to remind myself (and others) why I blog. I'm a writer, a facilitator, an artist. I post things about my life and it's not a cry for help or an invitation for prayer from others. I post my truths with the hope that my vulnerability will give way to someone else's breakthrough--that my humanness will let someone else know that they are not alone in this amazingly tumultuous journey called LIFE. Be well folks.

[ Read The Dating Chronicles: V here ] Note: I think it's important to note that the experiences I write/tweet/blog/instagram about are a collection of experiences that have happened to me, and others, over time (so not just yesterday). If I've dated you and you're reading this, feel some type of way if you want. As I always say, "If the shoe fits..." -Thanks, management. ---- So today (yes, June 1, 2015), I was walking down the street in my neighborhood (Harlem) and a man with a long white tee on (we'll deal with his fashion in another blog...I just can't) started walking beside me. Him: Pretty as you is, I'm sure you gotta boyfriend. Me: Uh...Yea (lying, as usual. You know how we do, ladies. I haven't had a "boyfriend" since I ended things with my ex-whatever months ago, but moving on). Him: I know you gotta someone special. Me: Yea. He proceeded to walk beside me, attempting to make small talk about how the police car tha...