Every drawl of my huskiness, and every flex is snapped into its rightful place, not as the demonstrable evidence of man, no. It is, the connectedness of my body to the soulish devices that have been there, all the while, and hadn’t had a palette.
"Walk on water", she said, and as I exorcise these demons of distortion, a phrase came to me, 'Discipline amidst the dysphoria equals Dissonance." A client sent me a free ticket to a Virtual Conference on Digital Technologies. She said she had a free ticket and she thought of me because of the newsletters that … Continue reading Discipline amidst the Dysphoria = Dissonance
You know, I sure have never seen the inside of the eye of the storm, but you've heard the stories, right? That…in the dead center, if you were to stand there, it is deathly calm, and there is a barricade of wind stopping the destruction from entering that very middle. I imagine that they call … Continue reading In The Eye of The Storm
I feel like the reason most people need to know whether you are a man or a woman is to know how to treat you..which biases to employ. The people that have seen me have felt me with their hearts - and used the eyes that aren’t on their face. I think from those eyes, perhaps everything looks gray, because you can always feel the tension between multiple perspectives of the same truth.
I am extremely grateful for the growth I’ve experienced in the last few months. It has made me more courageous and also more resilient. Best of all, I have become clearer and clearer about my intentions and desires, shaped in knowledge of self.Carnival is always a milestone for me, particularly J’ouvert. It is a time … Continue reading In my green
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