This post may seem more like a journal entry than previous posts, so reader be warned! I am a 58-year old under-waged black woman. I have three degrees and over 40 years of professional work experiences. I have held a “side gig” for close to fifteen years that has never turned in to anything other… Continue reading Chasing Meaning
I know, I know. The popular saying is “Don’t quit your daydream,” and here I am saying the opposite: quit your daydream. No, I am not saying to give up on your hopes for your life. No, there is nothing wrong with wanting more and wanting to add more to the lives of others. I… Continue reading Time to Quit Your Daydream
Deirdre sat there, speaking rapidly and at times, seeming to forget to breathe. We were meeting to conduct an intake screening to see if she was eligible for services at the clinic where I worked. Doing what I could to keep the setting calm, I asked questions geared to help us get to the reason… Continue reading Jesus and Seroquel: Where Faith and Life Intersect
Why does the caged bird sing? Is she happy? Excited, although hers is a false security Is her song one of strength? Or, does she hum a tune that is truly blue? What may sound like singing May only be a song of resignation We think she is flapping her wings in exhilaration But maybe… Continue reading Why Does the Caged Bird Sing?