Tag: keeplist
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Keep funding your dreams!
My destiny is mine. It has always been from the day I was named Isioma. It’s the reason why I resign from places and people who keep me stale. It’s the reason why dreaming is a form of resistance to me. See where you are obsessed with one grant or one class, I’m on to…
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Keep turning on your own, for your own!
More than once we take memories, those hard and true, those painful and fruitful, we take them all and use them to blossom like tall Iroko trees. We are woman. Ordinary, but woman. We are all of life, surrounded by the love for life. We are pictures, perfect, broken, but pictures capturing memories, of times…
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Keep being human!
There are good people. Everywhere. He said there are good people. Some even kind, some thoughtful, some considerate and some committed to the cause of these damn children. Find them, no matter how small. Find a group of people committed to our children and see how they change the world. We went to our first…
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Keep flying, this soul!
Today, this soul got a chance to fly. Beyond creatures seeped in vanity. This soul got a chance to fly. Beyond a past steeped in illusions. This soul got a chance to fly. Beyond all the things that once weighed it down. This soul got a chance to fly. Like a single blazing star, reaching…
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Keep the delights of life.
Today, I said hello to the moon, meditated with the sun and ran through green fields that reminded me of his grace. Keep these delights of life.
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Keep new beginnings!
The art of beginning. The terror and wonder of it. The wound it uncovers. The light it brings. Those who specialize in beginnings. All who worship at its miracle and dazzle at its droplets, earn my praise these days. They are like children swaying on crooked pine trees unafraid of what a fall may bring.…
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Keep soaring!
When the world is music and love and people, your ears would be open to people, their love and their music. I’m in a space where only listening to music will do. Only listening to those that birds play, and children sing, and heaven knows my soul needs to restore. We are also slowly setting…
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Keep love that lasts!
She was once invisible. Her love too, invisible. Though her presence had power. Her actions knew power. Her words too were full of power. Better than precious oils. Better than gracious soils. All she carried was startling from the beginning. Though they kept asking, what kind of love is this? They kept lying to taint…
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Keep dreams that rise!
When they tried to bury our dreams to the ground, the dreams dug their way out of the ground, and with the strength of howling winds, they rose to the skies, with arms outstretched, boldly declaring, that dreams never die, that there are no dreams higher, than dreams rising out of the ashes, dreams rising…
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Keep knowing our rights!
Even today, we had to take a walk to clear our head, about how we made this all happen. Our minds are clear. We are stronger. We are better. When we look back, we wonder how, how did we make it this far and still without losing anything? How did all the ruckus from the…
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Keep these wild blessing!
These blessings are wild. Like the palm of my hands, soft. We come in peace, dreaming, for this gift of understanding isn’t like us. We live life long like a star, bright, like a blaze of light, shines, for this thing called life. We whisper, even as soul shivers, this brilliance that floods us, begins,…
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Keep living.
JoAnne Epps was the interim president at Temple University. The idea of describing her with the word ‘was’ has me stumped and crying for a woman I didn’t even know existed until her death. Yesterday, while scrolling through Twitter, I came across this post that broke me down. I don’t know whether it was the…