• I am Art

    I have yet to master the Art of Self-care. Yes, I identify it as Art because each of us are so different in many ways and our challenge is to be creative in defining  and mastering those skills of self-care to best fit our own needs. We create our lives through trial and error. I myself reflect heavily on my life every opportunity and I am always looking for ways to improve. I must say, there are times I don’t recognize that there is an issue until it’s brought to my attention. Making it another item to introduce to my needs improvement list. I am always working to create  a…

  • I’m Human.

    I feel like such a hypocrite as I put together the workshop on suicide prevention for my nonprofit. I was asked before whether or not I had thoughts of suicide. Each time I was asked this my answer was always “no” After watching a Ted Talk done by someone who attempted suicide I realized I shouldn’t be ashamed of my truth. That’s what I was ashamed. I remember in college when I was feeling helpless I sought a counselor. I admitted to a friend why I was seeing a counselor, and immediately he expressed how bad he felt, and each day he made sure to check in with me. I…

  • My Weekend of Silence

    There is this secret place I go to every year to do a mental reset. I know it’s selfish of me to write about a place that’s a secret, right? I’ve shared its location with a few people I thought would benefit from it. Have they gone? Of course not. I arrived at the retreat Friday evening with my curriculum guide and my book club novel. I had planned for this to be a weekend to get all of my work done in silence. I was mistaken. During orientation, the sister told us that we should not read and refrain from using our phones. She explained that reading would take our…

  • Who Will Protect Me Then?

    As I walked up the step to Union Square Park, I immediately thought I was in the wrong place. I scanned the crowd and couldn’t find anyone who looked like me. I had decided to head downtown to participate in the Vigil for those who suffered during the incident in Charlottesville Virginia just a few hours before. I continued to walk past the crowd pretending like I was walking through the park to get to the other street when I noticed a poster that read “white supremacy is terrorism”, I stopped and joined the crowd as the bowed their heads in prayer. I guess I wasn‘t the only person who…

  • Keep Talking to the Brick Wall

    Last night I received an unexpected phone call from one of the young women I mentor. It was my mini me. I had placed my phone on the charger in the back room so that I could focus on finishing my paper in another room. I needed to ask a classmate a question on the assignment so I went to get my phone. As I picked it up, I noticed a missed call from her. At the end of the school year, she refused to speak to me looking right through me as I walked through the hallway and greeted her one afternoon. She was upset, she felt betrayed by…

  • Miss Independent

    Yes. I enjoy my alone time. I love going out by myself as much as I enjoy spending time with family and friends. When I am interested in something I go for it even if it means doing it alone. Independent. Maybe I used the wrong word when my date asked me to describe something interesting about myself.  I was somewhat shocked when his response began with “well that’s a problem…” I thought to myself, being independent is a problem? You said just a few moments before that you would not date a woman if she wasn’t ambitious. Don’t the two go hand and hand. How can you be ambitious…