The Liar's Game

Dear Beloved,

Have you ever met a person where you question every word that falls off their lips?  If you have not keep living, but if you have I would like to ask you how you dealt with that person?  Did you just let them lie all the time?  Did you let them know you knew that they were lying? Did you break ties with them?  What did you do?

Me? Well, I have no tolerance for BS, so I let them know that I knew that they were lying.  I asked questions that would make them tell the truth or make them wonder how I knew something.  I just don’t see the point of having a liar for a friend.  Every word?  Come on.  There has to be some room for the truth in there.  Some people want others to believe that they have the inside scoop.  Some want to be liked, so they make it seem as though they are privy to information that other’s don’t have.  Some just lie for no reason at all.  Whatever the reason, how much of a tolerance should we have?  I say zero.  We all are going to fall prey to the liar’s game at some point, but we need real people in our mist that will not tolerate it.  This will spark our to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.  

What do you think about lying by omission? I think it’s still a lie.  If you purposely choose to withhold information that to me is still a lie.  You do not have to bare your truth to every person that presumes to know you and that is why we must know what spirits we are entertaining.  There is nothing wrong with being a private person just as there is nothing wrong with being a public person.  There is something wrong with not knowing what type of person you are or want to be. I’m secretive, but I realize that some secrets are lies too.  What do we do with those? Do what you feel.  Come clean or don’t but if the secret causes you to lie then what?  

Sometimes a person can tell the difference between the truth and a lie while we think we are getting away with murder.  Wouldn't it be grand to just spill the beans and give no power to the undeserving? 

There is always room for growth in our private and professional lives, so we can choose the day to come clean or we can choose the day to stay just as we are and with either choice we have to know that there are a set of circumstances that come with it.

Go forward.

Amen

NO MORE DRAMA

Dear Beloved,

Have you ever just wanted to erase certain people from your life simply because of the negativity that they bring?  I have and you know what I did?  I let them go.

I know that sometimes we think that we need friends and that certain people can do certain things for us.  Well, I’m here to tell you that while you think that  you have to deal with all the drama one person bring you just because they may be able to do something that you cannot, you can find a positive person to do that same thing with lots less drama.  I will no longer be subject to bull crap for a job, a man, a kid, a relative, a friend or anyone else.  Life is simply too short for all of that.  Either bring on the positivity or I will keep it moving.  

This lady told me one time that I need to let go of all the negative people in my life and just move on.  Well, she was right, but I don’t think that she knew that she was one of the negative people.  She was a person who kept up more hearsay drama then anyone I have ever met.  We talked because we worked the same hours and shared the same space, but she was not a friend and it took me moving on to realize just how negative a person she truly was.  Just like I add a number or email to my contacts I can certainly delete it.  No harm no foul.  I’m a straight no chaser type a chick and playing games is simply not my thing.  I can be a distant associate and speak from time to time or I can be a down to earth homegirl and check in with you on a daily basis.  I just don’t play the bull crap game.  

Saying that to say this, every now and then it is a good thing to go through your contacts name by name and delete people who you know mean you know earthly good.  When I do that and a number or email shows up from a person and there is no name associated with it I DO NOT REPLY.  I know from jump that this is not a person I want to talk to.  I don’t play games with myself either.  I delete the text as soon as I get it to keep  curiosity from killing my damn cat.  I’m just saying.  Know who you are and you will not need superficial people in your path blocking you from taking the next step toward the blessing that has been sat before you.

I believe that I am worthy of an honorable friendship.

Amen

Things Change

Things Change

Dear Beloved, 

I am coming to you with life changes today.  I wish I could tell you that January of 2012 was awe inspiring that everything that I sat out to do was done and that I had finally gotten that book deal that I so desperately seek. No, none of that, but I can tell you that January was like a dream.  It was like living and walking in bubble where the world does not see you.  I honestly cannot tell you how I got here.  I don’t know where some of the days went.  I don’t know how I made it through some of the days, but I can tell you that the Great I Am must have one hell of a plan for me.  I could not have imagined my own life in such disarray, but the Great I Am will never, ever give you more than you can take.  I finally believe that.  I have been to a different sort of mountain top, but like Dr. King I do have a dream today.  I have a dream that within our own race we can see unity and we can believe in each other as a people.  Sometimes we are so low down and cut throat toward each other that it doesn’t even make sense.  I no longer have a great deal of faith in people where doing the right thing is concerned and it would be hypocritcal for me to tell you that you should believe in such fruitless nature.

I will tell you in the words of my sister Oprah, What I know for sure and what I know for sure is that my gift will make room for me.  I know that the Great I Am is not aimless and that he did not give me the gift of creativity for it to sit unproductive within me.  The Great I am has a plan and in that plan our lives have been pre-destined to cross the paths of others and in that crossing is a great plan. In that crossing we are one step closer to the plan that the Great I Am has for us.  Our only job is to enhance our gift and put it in the way every chance that you get.  A wise woman told me once to not give my pearls to the swine and I don’t believe I truly knew what pearls she meant until this very moment sitting here typing this piece.  I believe that her wisdom allowed her to know that in life we will all come to a point where we wonder if we did the right thing. At the start of this I was there, but now I am sitting here knowing that I did the right thing.  That I did not allow myself to be bullied into subserviance based on circumstance.  To no man am I less than and no man is greater than I Am.  If we all remember that then we must know that it is our individuality that makes us all worthy of the kindness and respect of the other.  

Beloved, if you do nothing else be kind and be respectful.  That does not mean that you have to be used or that you have to give your goods away.  It just means that you never know who you are entertaining and that your blessing angel can come in any shape form or fashion.  

You stay strong and be blessed and I will do the same.  If you ever hear Destiny Child’s song “Survivor”, think of me because I will be thinking of you.  Pray on my child we got a home on high.

All

My

Energy

Notwithstanding

True Mother-A Poem

From the motherland
I stand tall bronzed and proud

I am American, Yorubian, Ghanaian and African
Long neck, pierced nose, dove eyed with a warriors stride

Proud I am to be the Queen I am mother of all human life
Some other nations react to that with strife

but it is not in me to hate or envy
I had to be taught those characteristics because my birthmark is to be all that I can be

My lips are thick because I can speak life into a dying soul

my eyes are far apart to accommodate the pyramid, third eye that sees how to make my people whole

From the motherland I come to another land
Forced by a foreign hand
to be something that I am not

I see a statue in the middle of the sea
they say she represents liberty
but yet she looks nothing like me

I have built and planted and grown
Agriculture, architecture, medicine, but I have nothing here to call my own

My back is arched not because the great I AM made a mistake
but it is for the sake
of my children
for within my womb
I carried the universe, the sun the stars and the moon

Everything that is in America had a beginning
but the trophy was not given to the winning
instead we were told forty acres and a mule
I shook my head with my hands on my hips and thought to myself
"I ain't no fool."

What About the Roses?

When they blossom in early spring
What about the tulips the beautiful smells they bring
What about the trees when leaves are bright and green

what about the ocean the clear water that runs free
what about the river and the lakes how conformed they must be
what about the rain when ti falls to nourish the tree

what about the bumblebee who feeds off honey sweet
what about the butterfly with colors pure and neat
what about the little ant scampering around on all of her feet

what about the newborn baby cooing in his mother's arms
what about the loving father with great wit and charm

what about the mother who will sacrifice her life
what about the sister who in fall becomes a wife
what about the grandmother who leaves here cherished advice

what about the preacher whose sermon rings a bell
what about the teacher who teaches, oh so well
what about the child you saved whose future almost fell

what about the roses?  Give them now so we can smell.

The Other Side of the Moon-A Poem

What do you think sits on the other side of the moon?
is it an Egyptian tomb?
A mother's womb?
or maybe sweet perfume?
Is it a town of green people wondering about us?
Or a land of milk and honey tarnished by lust
Could it be a flower garden or a Jimi Hendrix tune
I'm not sure, but I often wonder about the other side of the moon
What color is the sky over there?
Are people waiting to die and fly away over there?
Is that were the pot of gold sits at a rainbows end?
Over there I toss and throw heartache to the wind
Did it reach? My insecurities are they there
On the other side of the moon, because on this side I could not bare
Laughter that will be mine soon
I don't have to know for sure what's on the other side of the moon.

I Can See Clearly Now--Book Review for The Seer by Martha Harris-Dorrance Publishing

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I have to tell you that initially I wasn’t able to get into the book, but I stuck with it and I am glad that I did.  The book twists and turns and when it gets to the end  you are wanting more from Martha Harris.  I love books that trick you and this one defiantly makes you think and makes you want to read ahed, but don’t!  

Strong characters and an interesting plot make for a great read.  I have already recommended the book for the library book club.  

How do you believe in what you cannot do?  This is a challenge and Lance is battling guilt and other emotions that he is not sure how to deal with, so believing is the last thing that is on his mind.  Harris demonstrates a strong sense of the psyche in her characters and this also makes for a great read.  

Bobbi is spiritual in a way that I am not sure she even understands.  Not being able to accept a spiritual gift is always a challenge, but more so when that gift is not something that can ever really manifest into a tangible thing.  

The balance of the characters was great and I hope that Ms. Harris is working on her next novel because I will be waiting to read it.  http://store.yahoo.com/cgi-bin/clink?dorrance+7XZRvv+index.html