Tag: journey
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Keep every restful opportunity by an ocean!
At the edge of the ocean, my soul remembered that time we rested. Now once again, we rest.
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Keep the bright sides of 2024!
My son on the spectrum was kicked out of school when he was two. And so began a journey into an existence I never knew existed. He is 10 years old now and yesterday he was one of the three wise men in his school’s Christmas play. Shortly after he was kicked out of school,…
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Keep soaring this soul!
Yesterday, this soul got a chance to fly. Like a single blazing star, reaching high to the skies above. Kissing distant shores, touching gentle streams. This soul got a chance to fly. We had a small talk, with the right people about our plans, visions too for a new year. The talk helped my soul…
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Keep these beginnings!
These days I remember the way we begin. I also remember the way we die. When you have seen a life, seen it dissolve to the earth, then memories are like the air we breathe. Angie was her name. I say it in memory of her spirit, her voice, her love, her life. We are…
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Keep those who understand you!
About 2 years ago, I held a misunderstanding, with the one whose name is like mine. We didn’t speak for months, barely said hello or good bye. Then we met again, just as the sun turned around the earth, in a place where I once rested my head. We met to remember just how we…
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Keep blooming like a rose!
When time is up, and the fruits of your labor emerge, and faded memories linger, and faces and voices creep further away, and the ripples that form disappear, leaving behind a blunt-edge sword, and something to live for, when all the truth of your days are known may nothing but stillness and enduring horizons find…
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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 being a revolution or doing what Nikki Giovanni says!
Her words were power. I lived by them. The idea for example of living militant dreams of showing folks how things should be done is at the heart of why I write here every day. Part distraction, part invitation, all a reflection that my story will always be mine, always unfold in ways that are…
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Keep your growth rings!
Picture this, a woman strange, small, very small, and hidden as if keeping a secret all to herself. Except the secret is not a secret and her ways are small and strange. Every year they say a tree full of life, adds a growth ring to the wood in its trunk, because it has to…
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Keep these days!
When I think of Crystal City, think of the people we meet, think of the lessons we learn, the stories we hear, I get restless and get up, to meet more people, learn more lessons, and hear more stories, until like our lives, things crystal shimmer everywhere. Keep these days.
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Keep being light!
If my work ever became a houseboy, allowing people to enter a party to which they had not been invited, I would stop. If I speak my mind eloquently, determined not to be distracted, yet discover that I only attract dust, I will stop. If what I do is not owned by whomever wanted to…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 