Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

If you ever find yourself, unafraid of the coming storm, prepare then to thunder, waken up senses, burrow roots unshaken, even as life moves in disarray. Then take a deep breath, remember dreams, then begin, only this time, with more love and light deepening. 

I shared my dreams with four people today. All of them seemed surprised. The dreams are wild and I am like the sea and all its craziness. Of course there are moments when the dreams seems smooth, then you recall all that it will entail, and wonder why now. There are also times when the dreams seems like it would disturb peace, double everything, and leave being an incoming frenzy of never ending failures. Then I remember the promise of tomorrow. It belongs to no one. I too will fail, even with dreams dreamt so eloquently, and so no doubt, for this new dreams, we begin…