Day 1 Mindfulness Journal

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Journey Into Mindfulness
A Daily Practice
In Poetry and Prose

Let go of the stress
Live in the moment.
Bring your awareness
To the sounds.

Focus on the hear and now.
Rather pain or pleasure
Go into the now.

Bring a loving awareness,
Do not run away
Or medicate.
Feel in.
Watch it
Like staring into the clouds.

Observe from a distance
See, hear, feel.
Awash in your senses
Makes you truly alive.

As the storm subside.
Make sense of what you’ve experienced,
With clarity and wisdom.

Learn to live in the pain
Rather that focus
On it all of the time.

Self-Inquiry

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Inquiring into the Nature of my being
and the nature of “God”.
One single thing.

I wake to the sounds of the dog
Scratching at the bars of his cage.

For a moment
I lie in darkness
Tiny lights flicker from a statue.
So I can see.

What time is it?
I always wonder
Feeling better if I’ve slept
A full night.

No, it’s three in the morning.

Before I get out of bed
I slink back into myself
Like a turtle back into his shell.

Thoughts flood my mind
Like the moonlight
On a dark starless night.

I’m everything.
The words come from a place
Deep inside of me.

I’m Oprah, Obama,
Dr King,
Daishiki,
Even Trump.
These thoughts lay gently within me.

Into the arena of Inquiry
I ascend.

A search for the truth
As it appears to me,
Raw and naked
Open and unashamed.

This life is one single thing,
Expressed as everything.

The left and the right of my brain merge into a whole.
I see God at work in everything.

I open my eyes
Wake from the hypnosis and conditioning
Let the dog out of his cage.

We step into the crisp morning air
So we both can feel a sense of relief.

Self Aware

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SELF AWARE

I’m not this body
These thoughts
This skin.

I’m not what you call me
Or think of me.

I’m not your property
Do not belong to the State.

Then who am
I
What
Am
I?

I am.
I observe.

Like watching a movie on the screen.
For a moment,
I’m enthralled,
Think I am the actor
Experiencing the scene.

When the movie is over
I’m thinking
About the characters.
I really did like that movie.

I know it was just a character
Not me.

Then who am I?
Lost without a fixed state.

I would be nothing
Without this body, money
This car or home.

Homeless without a room.
Leaves me feeling empty and all alone
Fear takes over
I cannot tolerate this feeling.

I run and hide,
Escape into alcohol, drugs, sex,
Anything to elevate this feeling
Like I am about die.

I can choose to ride this wave.
Hold onto the moment.
Ground myself in the tingling in my toes.

Soon the wave subsides.
I’m a little closer to
Letting go
Of this attachment
To the body and old.

Coming Into Wholeness

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COMING INTO WHOLENESS

@ A Spiritual Retreat

I’ve come to the awareness

Of where I am,

How I got here,

The decision I made.

The actions I took.

I accept my life.

 

My words

Have come from a place

Inside of me.

I accept my life.

My experiences

Have been my choice.

I accept my life.

Every word

Every deed

The stories I told myself

I am responsible for.

I accept my life.

I’ve taken the task of

Coming to this life.

Every obstacle,

A test.

To bring me to the

Awareness of the Self.

A nature that has been

Silent in the background.

Watching,

Listening,

Observing,

Experiencing,

Everything thing in life.

The joy,

The sorrow,

The heartache,

Is complete!

I accept my life.

I take the lead

And guide me to…

Wholeness.

Acceptance.

Compassion for myself.

I love and accept my life!

 

The Soil Beneath Your Feet

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This is the Time
To reconnect to the food you eat
The very source of life.
The substance that sustains
Your well being.
Let us reconnect to the soil,
Put our fingers in the dirt.
Feel the ground below our feet.
The air on our cheeks.
Let the wind rustle in the trees.
Blow leaves
That fall to the ground.
Remember the source,
From which you came.
Crawling on four,
Then your two feet.
It is time to honor
The earth.
Everything
Comes from the soil.
The green leaves
That nourishes your soul.

The Social Status of Women

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The W.E.N. Network In Poetry and Prose
PRESENTS…P.E.P. Talks
The Social Status of Women and the problems we face
and the inherent tribulations of following the Status Quo.
The life we live is a direct result of
generations of conditions that have worked together to
make the woman physically weak, mentally narrow and politically powerless.
It happens in the three systems that govern our lives.
Public Education; Criminal Justice and lastly Government.
What is the role Black Women will play?
What are the responsibilities to her community?
And lastly What type of leadership will emerge that will-restore Humanity?
I want you during this series to question the bigger mission for your life.                                                                             It will help you find happiness and discover peace and tranquility.
During the last twenty-five years in public education, I searched for a way to express myself and contribute to society. What I found as I began to unearth the source of my suffering was a darkness and abyss so bleak that every time I looked in I would quiver and quake. I looked down into the darkness and dove in heart first to find meaning and purpose and quiet my restless heart.
Searching for a PANACEA to solve the deep-seated problems that plagued my happiness, Seven tools were revealed to me in the wee hours of the morning one day.
The Seven tools will awaken the deeper dimension of the self as you discover a more enlightened way of relating to life. We, Black women, are empowered through the feminine aspect of life. Learn to let go and let the life inside you unfold.
Listen with me as the Great Story of Woman is told, We write the history and tell the tale of woman’s rise to her natural state. We are empowered as women and mothers as we guide the world through story writing and conversation. Join me in building a New Human Community,

A Spiritual Transformation

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HOW TO EVOLVE YOUR RELATIONSHIP TO GOD

We are an extension of the source.

A force that aligns with!

A part of the Human Family

An unbroken chain.

Since time beginning

An invisible force

Molecules hover across ,

A vortex

Pulling intentions

In it’s wake.

Awake to your wonderous life!

Creating,

Dancing

Dreaming

Of a New World

Spinning on an invisible axis

Believe in the Magic of

Your Life.

MY STORY

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It was 1987 I had just graduated from the University of Louisville with a BS in Guidance/Counseling with no prospects for the future. I enrolled in Graduate school and continued my studies but soon my plan to spend my life studying at the University come to an end. I had to find a job.

My search for employment leads me to volunteer at the Crisis Center in Louisville, KY as a phone counselor. Soon thereafter, I came to realize how my environment mirrored my emotional and mental state. Oftentimes my pain and anger hid behind walls of shame and guilt.

I did manage to find a job as a Camp Counselor for emotionally disturbed girls, but it was in Brooksville, Florida  I left my daughter for over two years with her father’s family that would prove to be a costly mistake that at another time and post I will address.

The camp was in a wilderness setting. Living there afforded me the opportunity for enough quiet time to journal. It was there that I got in touch my own emotions scars whilst I helped the campers through their own problems using Reality Therapy.

Poetry was how I expressed my truth. It put me in touch with my deepest pain and my greatest joy. This was a pivotal point in my life that helped me to discover my passion for Education.

Realizing an Outward Sense of Purpose

I returned home after spending two and a half years in Florida. All I could think about was how I was going to open a program or a home for the emotionally disturbed girl. This never happened. I had to find a way to make a living, education opened to me. I also married the man of my dreams and spent five years in bliss, but this too failed to quiet my restless heart.

I had completed my studies in Louisville a few years prior at the School of Education but teaching was never on my radar. Suddenly I was in the education teaching in public schools. I invested over one hundred percent of my time and effort to make it work. It proved fruitless.

I was an elementary school teacher. Every year I changed classrooms trying to find my niche. I found no camaraderie with my peers or principal. However, there were bright moments in my nine years as a classroom teacher as my practice of Buddhism flourished.

It was within the Buddhist practice that I found meaning and a sense of purpose. I attended two Educational conferences in Florida. There I found a sense of hope. We discussed a renewed purpose for education. It was determined that the single most important factor in changing the world was the educator. This gave me confidence. I returned to school only to be met with resistance and a business as usual attitude.

Disillusionment and the Perfect Storm as I searched for Purpose and Meaning

What I found in education was the opposite of what I learned at the conferences. Education took on a new meaning. Teaching children to take a test was the purpose of education. Giving difficult teaching assignments to new teachers was the protocol. Making children wear uniforms during times of war and insisting on a nationalist agenda went against all that I thought was the purpose of education. This was not the place for me.

                            Two Thousand One was the Year of the Perfect Storm!

I walked away from my career as a teacher; from my marriage to the man that I always loved; and the faith organization where I had dedicated over fifteen years of my life.

Sitting at home looking for a way to express my grief, poetry and writing open the floodgates to my sorrow. It would flow for many years. Stories, articles, and poetry found its’ way on empty pages. Still, I did not have a way to find meaning and purpose for my life. This would begin another search but I would be more focused and inner-directed.

Realizing an Authentic Sense of Purpose

Thirteen years later, my Blog and now this book I am writing expresses my deepest hope for humanity. I write to express my Humanity and to restore my Emotional and Mental Wellbeing. Writing helps me to make sense of the world. Book Talks are how I will continue with my love for teaching.

I write to reconstruct my life. Writing helped me to discover the Seven Keys to Life. The Keys are a PANACEA for achieving Optimum Emotional and Mental Wellbeing. This is how I will make a difference in the world and fulfill my highest potential as a Human Being.