As the clouds blanket the sky, it serves as a reminder to shield and preserve the embers of hope in my heart. Not everyone earns the merit of such illustriousness as rekindling the flame that was smothered with complete abhor.
The blanket begins to dissolve right before my eyes as I open myself and allow quantums in. This is done with countenance and solicitude just as you would when starting a fire.
The flames of hope ignite with fervor. Ravaging and defacing the diffidence and dubiety which had built up over the years. Hope burned that day with ardor. The usurper no longer had grapple or sovereignty, for hope regained her kingdom. Hope embellished herself with the crown she so ever deserved.
How long must I sit here and ruminate? What seems like a century in and of itself, has only been 8 years. The pain has gotten better with time, yet it still haunts my never-ending thoughts. The songs that play invoke the memories of what once was, which brings about anger and fear. What was once beautiful, seems like a dusty dull painting. When will the pastels turn vibrant once more? As I search for the right pallet once again, I am met with more grays and reds. I add more white to soften the hue, yet it burns brighter. Perhaps if I paint this picture, it will stop invading my dreams.
Memories turn into flickers of what once was as they fade into the abyss. A learned pattern of black painting over the ugliness in an attempt to erase the unwanted panorama. However, we all know that even underneath the darkness, the strokes that make it so, are still there. It still exists in our gallery, even if no one sees it anymore. Is that sufficient enough to change our history? As hopes turn into distant dreams, newer brighter ones trickle in. I search desperately to find that perfect spot to paint what could be, ever exploring. The possibilities are endless! Will they see what I see as I paint my future?
I find the perfect pallet and start a new, a fresh canvas is hard to come by. The blank stark white staring back at me, creates the infinite dreams and desires I once had. There’s no more darkness, yet it still is always behind me waiting for the opportune moment to engulf me again. Shine from within and look for the stars. Stock up on those blank canvases and the perfect pallets, I am going to need them. Instead, paint it all black, turn it into something beautiful. Beauty is in fact everywhere. Add some light to the darkness, paint the night sky. There is always something bright to look at, you just have to look hard enough.
As days go by the colors fade once again. I slip back into the black and white dull monotony of life and wonder, is it really worth searching for those colors… again?!?! Maybe if I just turn off the lights and let my rods take over, the pain won’t have to return. I try and try without ceasing to keep the colors at bay, albeit little by little they start to bleed through. Small blips of color pop and the seething red and orange come back if only for a nanosecond. As time passes, the duration of the pops diminishes and I attempt to return to the black and white. All the while I hear “Don’t give in, why don’t you use more color?”
I try and fail at letting other opinions of my paintings rule the roost. Until I finally snap back and realize once more, this is my painting and I wield the brush. So I paint my picture just as I like, only this time, its not as dark as you think. What once was dim now shines even brighter a second time and a third time, even the fourth time. Finally, I see the masterpiece, and let it dry. As I spray the sealant on, I feel the relief washing over me, this canvas is finished. While the painting dries, I pack up my colors for safe keeping. Maybe one day I’ll use those colors again, but for now I lock them up and throw away the key. As beautiful as the painting is, I never want to see these colors again.
Sometimes we lose sight of what really matters around this time of year. The lust for material objects takes over and we are quick to forget the importance of family and the time we spend together. I know by now you guys are sick of spending time with the people in your house and you just want to be left alone, am I right? I really hope not! I believe that this situation happened to teach us how to be humble and show others humility. We have been so wrapped up in the digital age with the “I want it now” attitude, that we forget what the world around us has to offer. When’s the last time you went out for a walk on a nice nature trail, or the last time you just sat on your porch reading an actual book? What about just watching your children play? It has been tough to step away from technology during this time because of how things are going, and the being forced to work from home and adapting our ways of communication. Maybe someone you know is stuck at home, isolated because of their high-risk category… If you know someone like this, I suggest bringing the world to them. Grab your phone and go take pictures of the world around you have them printed and mail them to that person. Call your local nursing home and ask if you can mail a card to someone stuck inside? Let’s help each other out of this funk, you never know what being humble can bring you! Perhaps you can make a new friend that you wouldn’t have thought of. This is so important especially now with the lot of us feeling isolated socially. Did you know that the suicide and mental illness rate is growing along with the number of positive cases? It’s such a shame! Be the person who saves someone from this fate, duo someone or simply send them a card. Let’s prevent this number from growing, because it is equally as important as the positive cases we see increasing by the day. Mental Health Matters!
If you or someone you know is suffering and needs someone to talk to here are some resources below.
SAMHSA Hotline: 1-800-622-4357
Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-800-273-8255
I know it can be an arduous journey with even the simplest of tasks. This Monday definitely felt like a Monday if you know what I mean. Sometimes your plate is so full, even your fridge is overpacked with leftovers. Honestly, that’s okay as long as you know how to play Tetris. Meaning, buy that cute planner with all the stickers and organize. If you’re like me that can be daunting and moot. I try and try to keep up with everything, be it my planner or outlook calendar with all those pretty colors and tasks. What about that new feature, Project Mocha? Once again ADD sets in and you try and try to focus and do your best but you just feel like the piles of food gets higher and higher. I’m not even hungry! You might think to yourself as it grows exponentially. Do not fret, the semester is almost over and there is a long-awaited break on the horizon. Keep pushing forward, it’s okay to fall just don’t ever give up. Don’t be that survivor everyone is talking about. Be a thriver! Take care of yourself, you deserve it you beautiful soul!
This week I have had the opportunity to see many friends and family members virtually via zoom and google duo. Its been such a blessing to be able to connect with people that we sadly forget about in our day to day lives. I couldn’t help but wonder what if we didn’t have the technology like this, imagine if we didn’t have this blessing and we were stuck sending letters the old fashioned way or even worse we weren’t able to order our groceries for delivery or curbside pickup. There are so many blessings that we take for granted every day. In this storm of thought, I realized that the little things matter greatly, and we need to appreciate them.
I have started a list of people to send Christmas cards to, in the hopes of spreading some Christmas cheer and some positivity. It doesn’t cost much to run to the dollar store and pick up a pack of Christmas cards or some candy to throw in the envelope too. Let’s be thankful for what we do have and spread the blessings we have that others might not have. I saw a startling article on Facebook today that really saddened me. A surprising number of people will be losing their homes because of the unfortunate events that caused them to lose their jobs earlier this year. I encourage you to participate if you can, in the Christmas card mailing. An old tradition worth saving in these times. Spread your blessings and positivity it might be the only thing someone has this year.
If you don’t want to send out cards, think of another way you can spread the light. Maybe you go buy lunch for someone whether it be pay for the car behind you in the drive thru, buying a gift card to a restaurant and giving it to a homeless person, put together a toiletry kit from the dollar store and give it to someone living in the cold, buy them a blanket from Walmart, help a family that has lost or is about to lose their home with Christmas for their kids….Anything! There is already so much negativity and loss of hope, we need to turn it around! So in closing I ask that this holiday season, you give back in anyway you can. It’s not about the bragging rights or how good it makes you look. It’s about the humility and humbleness, the love and the hope that you spread to others.
Love and Hope,
In these times of uncertainty it’s important to focus on the positives. This year has been a struggle for all of us, so I am wanting to spread hope and inspiration today.
In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I want to share this poem with you.
A Thanksgiving Poem
Paul Laurence Dunbar – 1872-1906
The sun hath shed its kindly light,
Our harvesting is gladly o’er
Our fields have felt no killing blight,
Our bins are filled with goodly store.
From pestilence, fire, flood, and sword
We have been spared by thy decree,
And now with humble hearts, O Lord,
We come to pay our thanks to thee.
We feel that had our merits been
The measure of thy gifts to us,
We erring children, born of sin,
Might not now be rejoicing thus.
No deed of our hath brought us grace;
When thou were nigh our sight was dull,
We hid in trembling from thy face,
But thou, O God, wert merciful.
Thy mighty hand o’er all the land
Hath still been open to bestow
Those blessings which our wants demand
From heaven, whence all blessings flow.
Thou hast, with ever watchful eye,
Looked down on us with holy care,
And from thy storehouse in the sky
Hast scattered plenty everywhere.
Then lift we up our songs of praise
To thee, O Father, good and kind;
To thee we consecrate our days;
Be thine the temple of each mind.
With incense sweet our thanks ascend;
Before thy works our powers pall;
Though we should strive years without end,
We could not thank thee for them all.
“Paul Laurence Dunbar, born in 1872 and the author of numerous collections of poetry and prose, was one of the first African American poets to gain national recognition.”
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!
I wish you many blessings and happy memories made.
Please share what you are thankful for in the comments! Let’s spread love, blessings, and peace this Thanksgiving!
Making changes to recipes was a task but got easier as time went on. One of my favorite dishes is pumpkin soufflé. Here is my version of knock-off pumpkin pie. You can easily substitute pumpkin with roasted carrots, yams, acorn squash, or butternut squash. This was also a great way for me to get my kids to eat vegetables, I would bake it in ramekins and call it their special cake.
Serves: 4-6 Main Ingredient: Pumpkin Prep Time: 15 minutes Cook Time: 1 hour Temperature: 350F
- 16 Oz. Unsweetened Pumpkin Puree
- 2 eggs
- ½ cup Sugar
- ½ teaspoon Nutmeg
- ½ teaspoon Cinnamon
- ½ teaspoon Salt
- 1 teaspoon Vanilla Extract
- 3 tablespoon Gluten Free Flour (I use Pamela’s Gluten Free Flour)
- 1 teaspoon Cream of Tartar
If you are using another vegetable besides pumpkin, be sure to roast, steam, or boil them until mushy for best mixing results. Mix all of the ingredients together until it’s a nice batter consistency. Then pour it into a pre-oiled baking pan and bake for 1 hour at 350F. Remember, DO NOT OPEN the oven until the soufflé is done cooking. Opening it early can prevent the soufflé from being light and fluffy.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do! Comment or message me and let me know how it turned out!