loud

 Lord

Inject 

The world

With goodness

And give me

Courage and strength 

To live

Your truth

Out loud

Grateful for

Life

Sunshine

And unexpected kindness

Love yourself and one another

grateful

 Some days

You go

To find

A story

And you

End up

Being the story

It felt like spring yesterday, and I was determined to enjoy it. Eat outside check. Window shop at my favorite boutiques. Check. The prong on my cane to melt, and not even know it. A driver rolled down their window, and yelled, “your stick”. A friend I was with had to clue me in that it wasn’t the stick, but the prong that melted. My hands were black. I rushed into the next boutique who showed me to the bathroom, and put the prong in a bag. We had a great laugh at that one. It was then off to CVS, where I bought the last prong they had. Luckily it worked. Thirteen dollars for a prong. I was never more grateful for those long receipts with coupons. I had some to lessen the cost. All this to say, I saw the goodness of humanity yesterday. 

I can complain and worry, but it does me no good. So I just laughed, and then got treated to an ice cream cone. I don’t know if my heart has been changed, or if God using to me to minister to me. I’m just grateful. Life isn’t always great. I won’t sugarcoat it, but I need to find the good. Anxiety and depression are things that plague me, so I have to find the good, for my own sake. 

If I find it in an ice cream cone or the sun warming me up, I will. Acceptance comes in any form. And I will grab that bull by the horns. 

Love yourself and one another

rooted and planted

 Letting the sun

Bathe my face

The grass

Ground my feet

For today

No fear

Or worry

Will overtake

Me now

My joy

Knows

No walls

For it’s rooted

And planted

In the appearance

Of that mustard

Seed

reset

 Gratitude 

Meets

Attitude

My soul

Rejoices

In that 

My heart’s

Desire 

Got reset

Just by

Being one

With the outdoors

spring’s presence

 In this sunshine

I let my body

Warm from

The inside out

As I await

Sweet red tomatoes

Juicy cantaloupes 

And getting down

In ruddy clay

Plucking weeds

Like dandelions

Letting me

Rejoice

In Spring’s Presence

Letting me

Revel in

The arrival

Of new seasons

With new smiles

And baited anticipation

Flowers bloom

Bees await nectar

And beauty

In His creation

Send hope

Thrumming 

Through my bones

Like an aphrodisiac 

Linen dresses

Adorn my body

As a lone cross

Glistens

In reverence

To the

Holy One

Puck

 Skate

With ferocity 

Speed

Blades frenetically 

Halt

As the stick

Meets puck

As a 

Blistering wrister

Ice flies

As watching 

The greats

Is an international 

Array of cultural differences 

cinq

 Ready to play some more piano

Ready to read another book

Ready to root for Juan Soto. Do I need Mets gear?

New beauty products that remind me of the Caribbean

Cottage cheese and strawberries

These things are making me happy. Your turn. 

Love yourself and one another