The art of living · you rise, truer
Supremacy
Not winning. Arriving. The slow rising into your truer, wiser, more grounded self — the one you were always growing toward, even on the days you couldn’t feel it. And then, gently, the line carries you back toward the next storm. We keep becoming.
Latest Supremacy
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Keep eyes open!
We are taking the best dreams, and the best ideas, and a girl whose mama’s name is Onyelo to open eyes and her grandma who knew Onyelo to tender carefully this little light of hers and here she comes, isioma, an Onicha-ugbo treasure, Celestine’s Obi and may the art in the love that framed you,…
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Keep everything!
If for your daily life, you live, moment by moment, I hope in the end, you keep the little things, the sight of blue jays, the love for new days, endless tears, falling rain.
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Keep the idea of delegating however hard with your grants!
I had a meeting yesterday with a dear friend that was checking into my grant submission goals for the year. They are of course a lot and insane and we are so ready to dream. One thing she noted was that I needed to delegate. I said if you have been burned like me, like…
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Keep knowing you belong here!
You belong here, as do the ocean, your children, your husband, your hopes, your hurdles, your dreams, your desires, the legs that walk this earth, the eyes that see these trees, you belong here, next to things that challenge you, next to moments we face our fears, next to one particular harbor, next to a…
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Keep the cycle of grant writers!
I’m always in a circle. Always beginning just when I thought I was finished. The function, the very true function of an artist is to dance to a different beat. So goes a grant writer. We write grants because we are always drumming a new tune differently. Grants invariable rebel against what is norm. If…
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Keep Nkolika, Nkemjika, Nkiruka, or a time for everything!
Something reminded me, something, that there is time for everything, and at the right time, even if time seemed like never ending dips, or whether once upon a time you stood at the edge of a cliff, and tipped over, everything will seem like ripples on a pond, and your eyes will see, your mind…
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Keep this day of eliminating cervical cancer.
I have known something of the fight some speak off. I still remember what it’s like to be called Osodieme. I knew once we heard those words, this fight would be more than personal. That day is forever etched in my mind like something of the dark people speak off. It’s not that eyes can’t…
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Keep this meaning of life!
For the freedom of your dreams, future joys and open eyes, live. Through ways silent and wise, the seed of your spirit and undiscovered roads, learn. When things happen and everything changes, pray. Through time and life, through the best and worst in souls, love. The above are from Ben Okri. My mood for this…
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Keep leaning not on your own!
October of another year and I still see eyes, wide that mirror my soul. I am still daring heights with wonder and dreams still nestle in my soul. I know hope is a thing you never do alone, even if you die alone. I keep finding it all the way down in myself, where it…
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Keep following your path!
The insides of my thoughts, after a dizzying season of grant writing goes like this: what’s the next one? any other one? how about another one? surely there must be another one. We follow these thoughts down the path where ideas go to labor, we peek, we pry, we resolve instead to not sit and cry,…
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Keep moments where you begin again!
Yesterday I returned home after being away for a week. The past one month, I have been on a rollercoaster ride of my own doing, that slowly came to a halt yesterday in the middle of the Atlantic, somewhere on the journey from Amsterdam to Detroit. I took the time to reflect on what can…