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Growth Brings About Death

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I felt compelled to share this illustration because even though and when we show up—even once we grow up, even while we are leveling up this does not mean we do so perfectly without any hurt, struggle, and pain. Sometimes (assuredly) we show up while there’s still a deficit in another area of our lives. We absolutely cannot wait until everything is fixed up, cleared up, and looking up if we want to see change in our individual or collective lives. The paradox of our humanity is that these stages, phases and conditions of our existence co-exist. I believe that one of the reasons that people experience “imposter syndrome” (and I dislike the concept) is because they are being celebrated and perhaps elevated while they know that every area of their life does not line up with their perceived “success” or promotion. So they feel hypocritical. But I believe if we are not doing or striving to do things that are uncomfortable but growth adjacent—if we are not feeling stretched beyond where we ...
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“A Whole New World & Fantastic Point of View”

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Abyss : the bottomless gulf, pit, or chaos of the old cosmogonies. (Definition & Meaning according to Merriam-Webster) I listened to a short clip from Pebo Bryson. It was a heartfelt message of gratitude to healthcare professionals, workers and providers. Firefighters, patient transport, emergency services, doctors, nurses and care technicians, etc.  He went on to say, “You don’t know how important they all are until you need them. They are the only ones standing between you and the abyss.”  That statement frazzled me a little. The choice of the word “abyss” felt taunting and daunting. I couldn’t wrap my brain around it. Consequently,  I responded audibly, though I was by myself in the room. I was struck by his reference of the “abyss”, especially while at the same time, I was looking at these absolutely amazing pictures of the most beautiful feline creatures that my daughter was looking at in real time at a zoo in Chicago. ( Shared here ). And I said, Abyss? Really?...
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The Last Sunday—2025

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  A s I sit here at my dining room table, writing this blog up in real-time—I ponder this being the last Sunday of December—the last Sunday of 2025. Oh my! What a year 2025 has been. And if my mind were to go only towards the “news”, and current state of affairs that we are experiencing collectively—I would be distracted from all that the year has entailed and been for me personally. Yet, if my mind were to go straight into all of the devastating loss of family this year—I would be completely overwhelmed and distracted from how even in the midst of it all —I have experienced literal miracles that are (otherwise) unexplainable, this year. Some of which are so deeply personal, that I can’t share here. And while I am of the mindset that our existences are intertwined—I am not in denial that we all have our own unique lives, problems, and crosses to bear. We, undoubtedly, will need to be prudent, good stewards, and creative concerning the year and future ahead—we can’t bury our heads i...
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Two Things Can Be True at Once…

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             W e buried another loved one today—my nephew. And needless say, my mind has been all over the place. And so have I. In the last 48 hours I made 6 round trips up and down 95 north and south. No real time to sit—process and think, but I found myself being extremely grateful as arrived home safely again today. Through my busyness and hurt —I am still grateful. Although I only slept 4 hours (to bed at 4:00am—up again at 8:00a, I felt compelled to walk through the community to help settle my mind a bit. It’s a slow pace—barely a stroll. And despite it all, I am grateful for the traveling mercies that I never take for granted. And my family—I am grateful for my family. And  like the contrast of these beautiful images along my slow stride —I too feel the symbolism of a weeping willow tree and yet the wonder of colorful brilliance of blossoms blooming . I often subscribe colors to the seasons of my life —and isn’t ironic that—this is what I h...
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Soundtrack: THE HEART IS A REAL PLACE

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In the past I have shared playlists that I listen to while writing for inspiration—and similarly I  listen to music when I am reading. So, this playlist is (for me) the soundtrack that was created as my story unfolded. It speaks to the heart-PLACEs of the characters—it embodies the spirit of the story, its characters, the highs, lows—ebbs and flows of growth and emotions that accompanied their journeys.  I am actually looking forward to listening to it again when I have my finished book in my hands—and I am reading it, for the first time, as a reader and not the author.🎶📖 📚  ✍🏾  And I hope you enjoy it and that it invites you into the future pages that will accompany it! THIARP Playlist: https://bit.ly/4meMZQo #THEHEARTISAREALPLACE #TheSoundtrackthatevolved #Cshaw #BEWHOYOUSAYYOUARE #ABETTERYOUISABETTERME🌹 #Writer_Author #WrtingCommunity
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LIFE Are Moments Where Joy & Pain Abide

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  “Image when you were a child playing on the “see-saw” that you were being introduced to a metaphor about LIFE.” A pril 16th —23rd I was traveling to—through—and from what was a delightful, exciting, time of exuberance and paradise ✈️ 🏝️🌴☀️       April 24th —I was just about to sit with a cup a tea at my laptop—and paused to answer an incoming call from my great-niece—all I remember is leaping from my laptop up stairs bellowing out what could only be described as wailing; surely a sound that reached the heart and ears of God. 💔        April 25th I was catapulted into a life altering reality—the death of my niece LaTosha—Haleemah.🕊️🕯️ M ay 11th I was attending the most exquisite, gorgeous Mother’s Day brunch befitting for a Queen. ☀️🌺🥂        May 16th I was seeing my one and only grandchild off to his senior prom—surreal. 🌟💙       May 18th I spent the day in a beautiful Maryland town —gathered for a...
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Grieving LaTosha

  LIFE is a complex melody—that can change  its rhythm just when you think you’ve mastered the dance. Life can swing its pendulum from sanctuary to sorrow right when you are making plans for tomorrow—taking you from plans cemented to life disoriented in a matter of seconds.  LIFE  has a way of teaching over and over again—it is a gift to you—and to see it—live it—handle it —and LOVE it accordingly.  I feel LIFE very, very differently in this moment from anything I have ever experienced or felt before. And I am questioning —how that’s even possible considering all the others before? And I don’t know what this means… but I do know that in the last 24–48 hours I went from sanctuary to sorrow —plans cemented are now disoriented. My vision is blurred literally and figuratively—my heart is shattered which feels literal even if it’s not—something in my stomach feels like it’s a knot.  LIFE is but a dream—that’s what they say—and maybe that’s what this is. So, ...
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Grieving Chronicles: LaTosha🌹

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Just as I was grabbing napkins to cover and dry my face of the downpour of tears that gushed out of nowhere this morning—while sitting at the restaurant table waiting on my meal—I received a text from a colleague—“I can feel your heart in this moment, and know that I am lifting you and your family up in prayer.” I thanked her and let her know that I needed and appreciated her prayers. The simultaneous text reminded me of the nearness of God that has always shown up for me.  And the depth of my “brokenheartedness”, in this moment is something with its own original intensity.  And I think I understand why that is. And perhaps understanding that will aid in my healing journey.        The morning before leaving Costa Rica —I sat at the breakfast table with a friend. And I tried to avoid telling her of the strange “feeling” of my baby brother Michael’s presence around me… I questioned why is this—literally what’s happening right now? Thinking, “Perhaps it’s beca...
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Grieving LaTosha Chronicles🕊️🕯️🤍

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  There’s this thin line of expression that we navigate right? …. especially with social media. I am admittedly the first to clutch pearls and teeth at over expressing (TMI)🙄 😬. Yet in a seemingly hypocritical swaying kind of way …. I do it too. Surely, as a writer—chronicler, podcaster, and blogger—I tend do so under those guises.        That said, someone shared with me that she recently muffled her expression of mourning over the loss of her mother because someone said to her, “You are not the only one to lose your mother and at some point you have to move on.” Which     is by far the most insulting and insensitive thing I’ve heard. But that’s not the emphasis here.          And of course there are researchers—largely psychology researchers that watch, assess, review and evaluate all of this stuff on social media platforms —around emotional content, virality, semantic space theory, and what helps predict social media post ...
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What are you reading? 📚

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S omeone will ask me this at least 2-3xs a year… So, thought I’d share a couple of the books that carried me through 2024–a couple will stay in rotation. Seemingly having no correlation with the other—but amazingly weaved together —and resided over—nurtured —and enveloped my heart, mind, soul—spirit—and body—this year like a  combination of 1000 thread count sheet—pillows—and comforter—like “The Comforter.” And for those of you that know that feeling—you know. But because I know how intricately woven I am by God—and how Intimately involved He is in the most minuscule matters of my life—He orchestrated the theme of my reading and writing—to culminate my years’ end—and arrival into this season of my life. I ’ ve grown   a lot over the years—but this past year I evolved with an awakening—awareness—and assignment that ONLY God could have orchestrated for me.  So…. ~ Dr. Anita Phillips’ - “A Garden Within” is a gift offering. Awakened my deepest heart-matters—and the revelatio...
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What Was Once Before Shall Be Again…

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  W hile navigating the many vicissitudes of womanhood… I often think of my mom and her sisters… and their mom (granny). My mother was born in February 1922–and in January 1922–“The Dyer Anti-Lynching Bill, the first of its kind, passes the U.S. House of Representatives in part due to the efforts of the NAACP.” She birthed me in 1964 when Dr. King was leading the cause for Civil Rights. Just a bit of trivia… In December’64 the month/year of my birth—“he made a stop in London for three days to preach at St. Paul's Cathedral and meet with leaders of the peace community.”       B ut prior to—and therein my mother—her mother—her sisters were Black women in an era when mostly all the freedoms, access and privileges that we enjoy(ed) today was denied them. But they somehow could see a brighter future—from where they began—and forge ahead with that hope. Religion, and hope going hand-in-hand in most instances—similarly today—and some pretty courageous leaders at the helm of...
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Familicide—Domestic Violence Against Women 🖤💜🌹

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💜💜           Image: BBC NEWS  T his past week at the health system and one of the entity hospitals that I work for—Alasia Janell Milburn, 25, died suffering from a gunshot inflicted by her boyfriend—marking the 2nd one this month. 💜      And while I don’t think it made a big splash on local news media cycles, although most of us tuned in obsessively to the 2024 Olympics, that Rebecca Cheptege—an Olympic long-distance runner was murdered in an act of domestic violence by her boyfriend. 💜      And I can only assume most of us saw the news about Amber Kelly of Sandy Springs, Georgia—killed by her boyfriend in May 2024. 💜      But so much is going on in our personal and global worlds right now that these happenings are merely antidotes of “news” and not anything we get to devote any attention to—even if we care to. But to me—it’s personal. 💜      That said, I am particularly grateful that October...
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