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Keep all ways you close a door!
Do not lose sight of those who dream, those who begin, next to coconut trees they drink at their will. Pain they already know, joy they know too, yet still they begin even if with their dreams again. Some mornings they will begin with a dance, those full of pride for the day, those in…
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Keep this joy!
The joy of so many days by the ocean, have burrowed deeply within my soul. And my heart is so full of grace and gratitude, so full of blaze, so full of grace and gratitude, for dreams, so deeply fought, so dazzling in display, are like these days by the ocean. I have been staring…
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Keep this simple word for single dose HPV vaccines, It works!
I plucked these words in a room full of powerful women and men this week. It works. A single dose. Like a tree with a million roots. A simple word, is the shortest distance between minds. It works. A single dose. The truth of today. Ripe for tomorrow. For an eternity of dreams. Like seeds…
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Keep the voices of communities!
A friend once said, eyes are how we begin conversations, begin to deeply speak, a friend whose deepest wish was to connect, whose highest dream was community, their voices vividly clear, yet many ignore the thing passing in the sky, thick clouds gathering in sky, eyes blind see nothing, people who claim to fight for…
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Keep “this voice from I don’t know where” or felicity for 1000 blog notes!
If I was to listen to all the voices within from all the places that I don’t know where, if I were to share all the lessons keeping words have taught me, as I crossed the 1000 notes threshold yesterday, the word felicity would come to mind. Yes, because I just finished reading Mary Oliver’s…
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Keep treading softly in a place where the skies are grey and look out for places where the skies are blue!
My heart lingers in a place where the skies are grey. My head lingers in a space where the skies are grey. The days are grey. The people I meet are grey. I live through days with people who wear masks and the skies are grey. Come, come see my heart. Some may wonder, is…
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Keep the hope and stillness you see with Eastern pinecones.
They say there are no finer tree with roots firmly planted, with evergreen needles and pinecone, and the praise of wild birds and wild air, like the Eastern pinecone, with it stillness and clarity like the passing wind. Hope is in its pinecone, wild like air, wild like birds gliding across the skies. We went…
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Keep creativity with healing!
They say the main function of anyone who writes or performs art is, to imagine a different world, to do so in awe of the possibilities of what can happen when we begin with our imagination. I was in a room this evening where panelists spoke of imaginations and dreams and what it can do…
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Keep looking on the bright side or happy 10th birthday Chiwetel!
Exactly 10 years ago, at around 5:30am, we gave birth to a boy whom we would later name our gift from God. Chiwetel was as beautiful as any sunny day. Lotanna and mama visited us later that morning. I still vividly recall Lotanna in her pink dress and pink tights, with spiky threaded hair, the…
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Keep change!
We accept change without reason, for good or bad or wise. We accept it even if we never understand. We accept it when questions still remain. Like drops of rain, that fall unrehearsed, like a fragrance that clings to air, like joy that evolves over time, we accept change, day by day like the silence…
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Keep this gratitude for the first ever megadesignathon multi-disease health campaign!
This is the way I would like to dream, with a team as tall as evergreen palm trees. A community as deep as any stream of water. I’d like to dream while the day is young, the skies are clear and our feet are planted as we dance near streams of water. They say gratitude…
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Keep the days of Temi
Things are clear. Things are starting to fall in place with grace like a gazelle. We heard of dreams, those full of shields for communities, those steady and easy. Those of hero’s, those unboxed, many with substance and hue, playlets and blues. Now, our dreams boom, they do so with the wind, do so as…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 