Author: Juliet Iwelunmor, PhD
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Keep imagination like STL City Foundry!
Imagination is a transformative force. It enhances, sustains, and frees mind hungry to unleash their dreams. I have been hungry for awhile. Imagination has been filling my soul. It has helped and continues to help me rethink all I thought I knew about a people, their ways, their heritage, even their landscape fully and freely.…
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Keep knowing that the sky is not a limit!
I am raising a boy whose on the spectrum. He is becoming more than I ever dreamed of. More than I ever hoped for. More than I ever thought he would become. He is also doing it his way. Sometimes his ways are out of sight. We are all astound. Here is a boy that…
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Keep voicing unpleasant truths about the pandemic!
Let no one silence or suppress your truth. Whether unpleasant or uncomfortable. May no one stifle or suffocate your significance or shared responsibilities. Scam or strangle your sensibilities or collective senses with lies. As you strive for uncomfortable representations beyond unpleasant shadows. Rather may you continue to connect and commune. Reveal and reveal. Every unpleasant…
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Keep writing!
Like many, I have been reading and rereading all the bell hooks books I have in my possession. I have been struck with how urgent her work is for those desperate for word work that awakens us all to our possibilities. bell hooks was a prolific writer. As I looked through her writings, I gathered…
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Keep the eternal gifts of bell hooks!
Sixty-nine seems like a very odd age to rest. My dad left at sixty-nine. I have never felt completely at ease with it. We are all supposed to have 70 years. 80 years if we are strong. So leaving at 69 just doesn’t sit right with me. bell hooks left at 69. I am sure…
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Keep vespers (II) or an evening prayer for bell hooks!
I took my time to write this. Good people are remembered as a blessing. So I wanted to take my time to remember your blessings. For you have indeed blessed us all bell. Your blessings give life like a fountain of water. So I knew I had to take my time to write this. I…
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Keep flying like birds in in skies.
We told our son that he is a bird. Free to fly far and wide as he chooses. His teacher told him he is terrific. Free to reach for space and beyond. Now I watch as birds reach for outer spaces. I watch as my son becomes a bird.
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Keep memories that linger!
Some memories linger on like melodies that ring, long after memories are gone. Some people linger on, touching everything, your life, your work, your clothes, your mind, touching you like air. Today we closed a chapter to sweet memories that will forever linger, long after the times in Saint Louis come to an end. Today…
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Keep digging up your light!
It has been a hazy week for me. Like the terrible fog we saw this morning in STL. I started the week in stride, with great news and almost immediately, bad news followed. I imagine this is what happens when you let the bad in. They reflect no stars and can keep you down, if…
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Keep planting seeds for people’s health!
Langston Hughes has a poem of how a seed planted at the right time, produces flower, that go on to become more than the seed ever imagined. Imagine if the path of the pandemic was like a seed. Imagine how we will blossom when we become flower. All because we took the time to first…
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Keep knowing the path out of the pandemic is hopeless until we center the people in public health!
Langston Hughes has a poem of how a seed at the right time, produces flower, which goes on to become more than the seed ever imagined. Imagine if the path out of the pandemic was like a seed. Imagine how we will blossom when we become flowers. All because we took the time to first…
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Keep blessed boys.
There he is. My son. My blessed son. His brother Olisa takes cares for him. And together they are blessed. I am blessed just reading this. The universe keeps opening and my son’s keep receiving. Keep blessed sons, blessed boys who are loved and ready to take on the world.
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 