Tears Flood the Garden. {Poetry}
This garden of tropical flowers, plants, trees and sunlight, with its fractured shadows dancing on the lanai, comforts me as I grieve.
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Why White People Will Never Fully Understand Racism.
White people can empathize with this terrifying reality. But we cannot be inside the lived reality that forms for a Black man when the police approach.
The Story of My Tears.
Sometimes these tears hold the disappointment in the knowledge that you and I seem to want two completely different things when it comes to love.
Once Upon a Tide of Tears. {poetry}
We don’t cry after years of absorbing others’ fears that we’ll never stop or we’ll go mad.
But madness lies in the very lies that choke our cries so we can go with the 'Fine' status quo.
Get Wet: Crash with Force into Your Purpose.
I often envision catching the tears of others in a beautiful bowl, and when the crying is done, I throw the tears to the heavens. They fly like diamond-drops to the angels, who grasp them and transform them into light. The angels beam that light right back into the original hearts. The heart is ...
You Find Yourself There, Again. {poetry}
The summit gazes down mockingly
Knowing that despite all your might
You cannot just skip to the top
Grief: The Devastating Truths Behind The Tears.
And we ask, what’s wrong with me that I feel this way? What’s wrong with me that I see these things others don’t see, that I can’t accept what they accept? What’s wrong with me that I couldn’t fix it, couldn’t explain it, couldn’t stop it, didn’t protest, cried alone? You say, what if they had ...
We Are One And The Same.
I heard you cry out the night she left for the first time, and the last. I heard you cry and the sound was too much for me to bear, so I taught you to rock yourself back to sleep. Every night I taught you this, for centuries.
I Dare You to Listen to Your Divinity Within the Tears of Letting Go.
What do I have to offer the Universe? How can I serve? What do I want to create in this world? How committed am I to the things I tell the Universe I truly want?