I can't hear, "I love you" from folks who don't love themselves.
If you don't love you how can you love someone else?
I don't always get it right, but I love me some me
and this is just the way God wants it to be.
I love my face so round, brown and full,
I love my hair kinky curly as soft as lambs wool.
My brown eyes, my lips, my arms and legs
And all the joyful thoughts that run through my head.
I love me some you, brown, white or yellow,
I love me some you, all the girls and all the fellas
I want you to love you because your special it's
true. If you spend your time wanting to be someone else
who is going to be you?
Stop comparing yourself cause you can only do you
Learn to love yourself and others will learn to love you too.
And just incase they don't you are still fire all by yourself.
The secret to love is love yourself
and then you can love somebody else.
Written by Phat Mo.
Stilling myself today.
So much movement negative and
I need to know that these senseless
killings of innocent souls is not
norm. Singing soft songs to myself.
Sometimes so low that nobody else
can hear. I need to sing something
positive to deafen the aching soul
within. Why can't we just be?
We were created to be free. To love.
Teach me to love like you love
I want to love like you love.
My Client and friend Ms. Heidi B. Fuller will have a book that is coming out in December called,
" My Mama Taught Me Better Than That" 600 and somethin' quotes that will make you laugh and holler
out loud! Check out on Facebook @ Heidi B. Fuller on facebook.
Another long time blogger friend Rachel Ashe is sharing her awesome new project
Check it out!
Thinking about all my dear family and friends in Low Country
South Carolina, Beaufort,Sumter, Edisto Island,Charleston,
today who have lost so much due to the hurricane.
Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes
in the morning.
Praying for brighter days ahead.
Renee never thought of her job as work.
She got to fly to the most exotic places
and stay in gorgeous hotels. She was
only reminded when passing out peanuts,
liquor, and giving instruction in case
Have a great week everyone!
So I asked the little girl, "What happens when you close your eyes?"
She said, " In my dreams I am a princess trying to escape my palace room
where they make me stay all day and all night. I can only get away
when I close my eyes and fly. I fly right out of the window in the
dark blue night. Fluffy clouds swirl around me and bright blue stars
light up the nights sky. The air is light and I am
even lighter. My long braids fly in the soft wind like wings
taking me higher and higher. I feel God and the angels. They whisper
sweet healing words to me. I feel better. I feel like I don't
want to ever go back, but then He says,"You have a purpose and I
have a plan. Run to your destiny for you are safe in my hand.
Safe in my hand." When I wake I am back in my room safe and sound.
I have a good feeling inside my tummy. I know that everything
is going to be alright cause I have a purpose and He has a plan.
I will run to my destiny cause I am safe in His hand. I am safe
in His hand.
This is Bo and I need y'all to help me
find the rest of these sheep before Friday aight!
Cause I left them alone and they ain't come
home yet! I mean like, What up?? So like
holler at a little sistah if you see them aight.
My contribution for #Whimsical Wednesday
We always had the laying around. Playing underneath them and wrapping our little brown bodies in them to keep warm on cool Autumn nights. Pieces of left over history, dreams, stories, hand me downs and bits all stitched up together to make a quilt. They didn't make them for show. My Grandma would say, " Only the white women got to make dem kind. The real pretty ones with diamond and log cabin patches. Didn't nobody have time to make dem kinda ting." They made the kind that was called ," Necessary Quilts." My Grandma called them " "Nesasity" She was Gullah Geechee. The community of women would come together and work to create a quilt for each family. They would work on one and finish that one and start someone else's. They would sing songs and talk about the happening in the community and pray. Some used the quilts to hang up against the crack in the clap board houses to keep the cold out. Some to make a mattress for the family to sleep on. They even used them for storytelling, teaching the Bible and yes, even as maps to get to freedom. Now I am trying to learn how to make these quilts so that I might share them with my baby girl and leave a legacy for my family. This book is about a very talented woman named, "Harriet Powers". Harriet was a fantastic quilt maker artist. This book tells her amazing story and I got to do the artwork for. If you are quilter or would like to be one, or just like quilting stories, you are going to love this book. "Sewing Stories " By Barbara Herkert. Illustrated by your's truly. Coming soon! I'll keep you posted!
One little brown girl asking a question.
Why are there hundreds and hundreds of book with little to no
brown girls as princesses and queens?? Why are there no
books about Brown girls dreaming big? Why are there
no books about girls like me going to different places
in the world and having an adventure?
Why?? Can someone please tell me why??
Okay then, Ms.V Please write some books about
brown girls like me. Going places and having
an adventure and meeting people on the back of
a green elephant named Swasi.
Today, I'am thinking about Mother's all over the world.
Doesn't matter what color, race, language or village.
Mother's are very important and very powerful. It' more
than doing the laundry and feeding the child. It' more
than the buying of toys and PTA meeting. It's so much more
than just those things. It's a mother's heart and what she
puts into her children. The Love and the care she shows
them. The lessons taught and learned. These things will
last forever. Wishing you all a very Happy Mother's Day!
I love working digitally, but sometimes I just have to go
back to traditional paint and collage elements.
I have been so stressed recently and I find that when I
take the time to pull out my paintbox and collage papers
and glue, that it actually relaxes me in a way that
nothing else does. What do you do creatively that helps
mangage in your life. I'm interested??