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****note to BP Fam...Although I truly love My Brothers, and I'm flattered for your compliments and kindnesses .. I must be honest..I am not the COUGAR-type and though age may be only a number to some, if you are 7 yrs or more younger than me, I ask you to respect my request and please approach sistahs of my age who may be willing to talk/date to/with you...just being honest,keeping it real and letting you know that I will "NOT" respond to your messages should you choose to ignore my request...Thanks much...stay Blessed....Poetess

FOR LOVE

The greatest test of LOVE..is time
The greatest task of LOVE, is to teach...
The greatest secret of LOVE is to share..
The greatest gesture of LOVE
is to reach

The music I`m feeling now:Now I`m
feeling slow, smooth sounds in my daily rhythms. I love the woman I`m blossoming into..no shortcuts, no games, no prisoners (HA!)..it`s all bout "you" and the freedom to make YOur own choices.

A book I`d recommend: In the Meantime, by Iyanla Vanzant..helped me find more light to live by.

The funniest movie I`ve seen recently: Im` gonna get you Sucka..(classic)

Some nicknames I`ve been called: Madame Fox...from high school, `cause I had a "goin to the top"attitude!

A quote I like:Man, know THYSELF, and ye shall know GOD, and the universe.

Some of my heroes: Iyanla Vanzant..Min Farakhan..Maya Angelou...Lavar Burton,(his work on Reading Rainbow)..anyone who can speak for what they LOVE.

A recent accomplishment I am proud of: My writing.. I come to this place to make healing with my Words, and work the magic.

An embarrassing moment I`d rather forget: Falling off a 3in. pair of sexy blk heels, while I tried to stut my stuff..Ha! never again....

One reason my friends like me: I speak the truth and teach them to seek the truth in themselves and live life to its full creation.

I GATHER These days... are the times to feed the greening of my LIFE... to harvest the fruits...of my nurtured but often weary SPIRIT. Lulling between the highs and sweeeet joys of the occassional wallowing in the bottoms of the PMS "thanggg", is part of the gather. The glow of discovering I kinda know "who" I am, and the movement of my being in an all giving space, holding my gifts, strengthening my Faith. So... is the business of living all neat and tidy and giled with a storybook flavor; carrying the warning that "happy ever after", was a wish we all had...once. Where did they all go...these wishes? Broken lives and saddened hearts that testify a distance..unheard of..... unreached. But...I am not here to mooooooan.... to grieve.... for yesterday..or my SELF...only to reflect...and wonder..a....little.

Everyday is another chance to smile a litte brighter..to seach a little harder for what is it (who it is) you desire. Somehow you push your dreams along in a slow walk, or at a breathless run..but you keep moving..you keep reaching... forward...getting closer....or do you?