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Keep this fall, this rise.
If there is one thing I am keeping today, it’s to be like the iron man. We also know to fall. For how we begin, few know. If we are quiet, pray. Where we come from, no one knows. How far we have worked. That’s for us too. How we are built. Still we will…
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Keep nurturing you!
If you nurture all the grows within you. Carefully tend to what makes you live this one life you have. The universe itself will marvel at all you become. They will open up for you and gift you the moon and all you need for your journey through life. These days, I am seeing the…
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Keep imagining them oooh….
Imagine being among creatures of vanity. Imagine wondering what do they even know. Imagine their blindness to a single blazing star, even though they belong to a pleading sky. Now imagine how they must the feel, the exhilaration of a cup that overflows, of moments they see reaching high to the bare cliff edge. For…
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Keep moments where cup overflows!
Not quite 12 noon, when the notion of revisiting old pains strikes me deep. We rise from the office view of Forest Park, and go to another suite we call our own, where offices of our own are lined up in their neat and clean way. How time files. We chose one door, the one…
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Keep reflecting!
Oppression hoped that I would not have a community. Hoped that I would not have a legion. Hoped that I would be all alone. Yet a community and a legion meant that I didn’t do this alone. I joined a reflexive writing group this evening. My first. I have been writing reflexively here for the…
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Keep women who write!
When you write, when you write about all of you, you will see the day you were born, vivid and clear. I have been writing now, consistently for almost 4 years, for myself first and the world second. I write in this way to be free, my way. You can take every thing from me.…
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Keep scarves…
I was born with a scarf on my head. My shoulders too. Like my mother and her mother too. We were born wearing scarves, handwoven with threads, or hand-dyed with care, silent and golden. A generation of pride crowned the top of our heads with every scarf. I have worn scarves older than the day…
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Keep the beauty of falling snow.
Outside our window, everywhere was covered in snow. The cold air and falling snow, spoke eloquently to us, promising nothing, only a reminder of how we have no business waiting time. Not today. Not when snow is falling and the skies are still as they seem. The skies are still as they seem. Our time…
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Keep what you see even if a frog!
What you see outside, typically reflects who you are inside. These days I marvel at all I see along this journey called life. For what does anyone know about who you are, without the depths of your sight. How can they feel what you feel, like when you are along the edges of a cliff,…
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Keep being confident in your worth black women in academia like red maple trees in winter!
We live, my family and I, in a village surrounded by trees. Almost all of them are naked and bare in winter. When the days are cold and the wind pushes only cold air, these trees stand confidently, only shedding dead leaves and branches unable to survive the air, they breathe. There is a red…
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Keep dreams alive in 2024…
We begin again, creating again, as if without form again, from memories still somber and gray again. We begin as if a raging ocean again, covered in total darkness again, still moving as if over water again. We begin again only this time with light again. We are commanding light to still reign over us…
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Keep love still for 2023!
When this captivating year final closes, when its power comes to an end, when you are finally not daunted by its experience, when you are full of gratitude for the simple fruits it planted, then and only then will you hold the year in reverence. You will find yourself saying a decade of rosary. 5…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 