Memory Lane Monday: Honey Bunches of Quotes

Memory Lane Monday: Honey Bunches of Quotes

Yeah, the title is a smidge cheesy, but it’s Monday, and it’s not a manic one so let me have this one.  And it’s time for an old post. 🙂  This one is from 9/16/2003.

A few quotes:

They say love hides behind every corner… I must be walking around in circles.

Love starts with a hug, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.

Love is like an hour glass–the brain empties as the heart fills up.

What’s better? A lie that draws a smile or the truth that draws a tear?

Don’t fall for someone who won’t be there to catch you.

Love is like war; easy to begin and hard to end.

Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again?

If ignorance is bliss, why aren’t more people happy?

Two wrongs don’t make a right, but three lefts do.

Anything in parenthesis can (not) be ignored.

You don’t have to be faster than the bear, you just have to be faster than the slowest guy running from the bear.

In just two days, tomorrow will be yesterday.

Think of someone of “average” intelligence. Then think half the world is dumber than that.

If a word in the dictionary were misspelled, how would we know?

Ok, ok, ok, I typed more than a few, but I like them. 🙂

Aren’t these still great?  Well, a little cynical, but still at least a little funny.  Here are two more for the road.

It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives.

And in the end it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years. -Abraham Lincoln

<<::update:: 1:19 pm::>> I just got a new quote to add!

The issue is keeping the knot tied, not tying it. -R. Brian Gibson

Now ain’t that the truth!

Feature Friday: Horseback Riding at Pipestem Resort

Feature Friday: Horseback Riding at Pipestem Resort

This morning, I went horseback riding at Pipestem Resort State Park in West Virginia. The adventure started with the drive from where I’m staying in Asbury, WV around mountain-like hills through a couple of pint-sized towns to unincorporated area of Pipestem. The drive reminded me a little of when I drove up Beech Mountain, North Carolina a few years back for a ski trip. Once we (my coworker and I) arrived at the park, I thought my nerves would kick in, but I was evermore excited.

We went into the stables (until the smell overwhelmed us) and watched as the horses of various colors (rich browns, black, white, a peculiar gray) were tended to. Finally, we met our horses. My coworker got a horse named Tom, and I got the lovely Molly, who was silky black with a black and auburn streaked mane. My yoga came in handy as I managed to get my leg high enough in the air to get my foot in the stirrup to hoist myself onto Molly’s back. Yep, I’m proud to have not needed a step stool!

As Molly and I started our journey on a path she’s travelled who knows how many times, I wondered to myself if she cares about carrying folks on her back every day. I also noticed that while Molly was pretty easy to “steer,” pulling her left, right, and telling her to slow down or stop for a second, she definitely did things on her own terms, stopping to eat flowers when she pleased, but never veering off path or causing us to be left behind. I rode Molly through wooded areas and through meadow like areas, noticing how Molly took care in her steps when the trail was on a decline or when it was rocky.

As I enjoyed the view, the peace, and the quiet, I took some time to be one with my own thoughts. I remembered when my granddaddy P.H. had horses, a time when he was a strong man with authority and leadership oozing through his pores. I remembered when my cousin Billequa and I rode camels at the Jackson Zoo as kids. I daydreamed about the possibility of ever owning a horse like Molly. I thought about my relationship and where it’s going. I thought about my parents and how they’ve been everpresent in my life. It was definitely a thoughtful morning.

The only gross part was when the horse in front of me pooped… Wasn’t really ready for that, but it’s a part of life, yes, I know. Also, the whiff of poop every time we went through or around piles of it was a drag.

Overall, though, it was a delightful, relaxing, awesome experience. If there’s a stable near you (or if you ever happen to find yourself in southern W. Va.), try horseback riding if you never have. Happy Friday, folks!

P.S. I will add pictures when I get to a computer!

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Say It Ain’t So – Quality Film to Come?

Say It Ain’t So – Quality Film to Come?

I will admit, I had really (and by really, I mean extremely, intensely, immensely, extraordinarily) low expectations of Tyler Perry’s upcoming film translation of For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf, which hits the big screen in November. It just seemed too paradoxical.  While I regret that I haven’t yet read the book by Ntozake Shange (though it is on my shelfari list), I have seen the play, and I wasn’t moved.  Not because of the content, but because of the delivery.  My attention just wasn’t captured, and I found myself dozing off, which I usually wouldn’t freely admit.  I always wondered “am I just not deep enough?”

Now, place that with the other end of the spectrum.  Most know I’m not a Tyler Perry fan.  I find his productions pretty shallow and redundant.  While I admire his tenacity and success, I’m just not an avid fan.  So when I heard Tyler Perry was going to be the leader of this film adaptation, I thought this was simple math.  Too deep + not deep = #uberfail.

But then the trailer hit Twitter yesterday morning, and I’m pretty intrigued.  I hope the trailer isn’t just a ruse because it definitely changed my status of not-planning-to-see-it-ever to maybe-I’ll-go-see-it-opening-weekend.  I’m really excited about seeing Whoopi Goldberg and Phylicia Rashad on the same screen.  From the flickers of various scenes in the trailer, it looks like the film may actually be something relatable, engaging, and impelling.

It seems that just maybe too deep + not deep = just deep enough.  Do  you plan to go see this film?

Daydream on Your Feet

Daydream on Your Feet

Today, I was Table Topics Master at my Toastmasters meeting.  My theme was Daydreams since one of my favorite pastimes is daydreaming. 🙂 The members had to come to the lectern, pick one of several questions that I had printed on slips of paper, and answer it in 1-2 minutes.  The questions were all “if” questions.  I found some of the questions here and some others here.  I made up the rest.  The questions went over very well, and there were some really interesting and creative answers.  I’ve bolded the one I volunteered to answer myself.

I’m sharing them below, in case you’re ever a table topics master or need an icebreaker for an event.

  1. If you could be any age again for one week, what age and why?
  2. If you could fly in a hot-air balloon over any city in the world, what city would you choose?
  3. If you could go back in time and talk to yourself at the age of ten, what advice would you give yourself?
  4. If you could travel back in time to meet anyone in your family’s history, whom would you most want to meet? (I said my mom’s mom’s mom’s mom. :D)
  5. If you had to wear a button with a maximum of five words what would it be and why?
  6. If you won the lottery, what would you do with the money?
  7. If you could be romantically connected with any celebrity who would it be?
  8. If you could be a superhero, which special power would you choose to have?
  9. If you could excel at any competitive sport, which would you choose?
  10. If you could take a sabbatical for six months and live anywhere, where would you go and why?

What about you?  Have you ever considered any of these yourself?

And here’s a song about daydreaming. 🙂

life is short. are you living it?

life is short. are you living it?

I found out today that someone I knew in college passed away. It reminded me, yet again, that life is short and not promised. So the natural next thought in my ongoing stream of consciousness is wondering if I’m doing what’s meant for me. Do I have the right people around me? Am I taking the risks I need to take to succeed or those I need to take to be happy? Am I leaving the mark I want to leave on this earth?

I think so. I’m in a place of unbelievable possibility, intentional activity, and high expectations for awesomeness. I’m somewhat content with where I am, while taking deliberate steps to continue growing and moving forward. How bout you? Are you living today and not just planning to live tomorrow?

If not, start right now. Tomorrow might never become today.

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Memory Lane Monday: Time to Talk

Memory Lane Monday: Time to Talk

On Mondays, I will try to find an old post (I used to blog before it was the popular thing to do and I have tons of old posts) that is relevant now.  Today’s post is from Sept 14, 2006, and I called it “Time to Talk”–please leave in the comments any new thoughts. 😀

my very best friend throughout high school sent me a text message today and it’s opened all kinds of cold case files. pleasant so far but i’m sure some negative ones are coming but i will say so far it’s been a really warm feeling. Here’s the text:

Finish this sentence: I have always wanted to tell you that… Text me the answer and send this to everyone to see what they have to say??

So far I’ve gotten these:

u inspire me to work harder on maintaining my friendships

u r one of the best friends I have ever had!!!

I miss kicking it w/you like we used to

i love u!

I love u so much

you are the prototype 🙂

you’re beautiful!

ur very intelligent abd i love that about u!

even though we don’t talk often you will always be “special” to me (from my spec :-D)

u r a great black eyed pea cooker. for real Ur a good person

Talk about a self-esteem booster!!! I have such wonderful people in my life, and I’m so glad Kenya sent me that txt cuz it’s just an opportunity to tell people something u wouldn’t normally think to tell them. those weren’t the only ones–i was also able to talk to a couple of people about stuff that’s happened in the past. i sent this to half the folks in my phone, so i’m sure i’ll be getting messages all day so i may come back and add some more later. 🙂 Send this to your friends, and see what happens! And to all my friends, I LOVE YOU!

So… four years later, let’s finish this sentence: “I have always wanted to tell you that…” But this time, leave your answers in the comments!

My First Feature Friday!

My First Feature Friday!

On Labor Day, I spent a couple of hours at the Carter Center paying attention to some special women who have worked hard for the black community.  The Freedom’s Sisters exhibit is definitely one worth attending when you have a chance–it’s available until October 3.

The 20 women highlighted in the exhibit are: Ella Jo Baker, Ida B. Wells-Barnett, Mary McLeod Bethune, Shirley Chisholm, Septima Poinsette Clark, Kathleen Cleaver, Myrlie Evers-Williams, Fannie Lou Hamer, Frances Watkins Harper, Dorothy Irene Height, Charlayne Hunter-Gault, Barbara Charline Jordan, Coretta Scott King, Constance Baker Motley, Rosa Louise McCauley Parks, Sonia Sanchez, Betty Shabazz, Mary Church Terrell, Harriet Ross Greene Tubman, and C. Delores Tucker.

Now, I had heard of most of these women, particularly proud of Myrlie Evers and Fannie Lou Hamer, who I already knew hailed from my home state of Mississippi.  I hadn’t, however, heard of Ella Jo Baker, Frances Watkins Harper, Constance Baker Motley, C. Delores Tucker, or Mary Church Terrell, so it was great to get a glimpse of these phenomenal ladies.

I took lots of notes, especially on events, organizations, causes, etc., that I had either never heard of or wanted to know more about.  Here are a few highlights of the things that caught my eye.

  • You probably know that Mary McLeod Bethune founded Bethune-Cookman College, BUT did you know that in 1904, she opened a school for girls with $1.50, which eventually merged with a boys school to become the College?

  • Fannie Lou Hamer, who is known for saying “I am sick of being tired of being sick and tired,” also said this:

“…no nation can gain its full measure of enlightenment…ifone-half of it is free and the other half if fettered.”

  • Have you ever heard of the Young Negroes Cooperative League?  It was an organization committed to black economic empowerment through consumer education and small-scale cooperative ventures.  Inspirational?  Well Ella Jo Baker, who wanted to heighten the social, political, and economic understanding of Black youth in the 1930s, served as the organization’s national director.

  • Mary Church Terrell was fluent in 3 languages (wowee!!).  Also, she established mother’s clubs that helped black women with housing, unemployment, and child-rearing issues.  How great is that?

  • We all know that Barbara Jordan was the first black woman from a Southern state (Texas) to serve in the House of Representatives.  Here’s an awesome quote:

“If the society today allows wrongs to go unchallenged, the impression is created that those wrongs have the approval of the majority.”

  • Here’s a very important quote from Coretta Scott King, who wasn’t just a trophy wife:

“Struggle is a never-ending process.  Freedom is never really won, you earn it and win it every generation.”

  • Lastly, Septima Poinsette Clark was a devoted educator and a major player in the Civil Rights Movement, so much so that Dr. King insisted she travel with him to accept the Nobel Peace Prize because she deserved credit as much as he did.  Here’s a great quote from her:

“The greatest evil in our country is not racism, but ignorance… We need to be taught to study rather than to believe.”

Septima Clark with Rosa Parks, whom Clark inspired at the Highlander Folk School months before the bus boycott

Are you intrigued?  Do you want to know more?  Then check out the exhibit as soon as possible!!

I GOT MY KINDLE!!

I GOT MY KINDLE!!

I received the Kindle I won yesterday!!  Can you tell how excited I am?  I have already uploaded 72 books!  I love love love reading.  My first book will be Dirty Little Angels by Chris Tusa, who has asked me to read and write a review.

And since I’m on the subject, here are the other books I’m reading right now:

  • Want to Start a Revolution? Radical Women in the Black Freedom Struggle, edited by Dayo Gore, Jeanne Theoharis, and Komozi Woodard

  • Last Lion: The Fall and Rise of Ted Kennedy by Peter Canellos

Thanks again to Faydra for hosting the contest and to everyone who voted for me!  And for anyone who hasn’t read it, here’s my winning essay!

Travelling and reading are my two favorite pastimes.  Exploring the world, considering new ideas, and expanding my mind, imagination, and consciousness are invaluable to me.  Someone once said that to change how you live, you must change what you know—that we live our knowledge, so we must strive to increase our knowledge.  I agree with that someone.  We must read, study, learn, and understand.  With a Kindle, I would have an easier time reading as I travel.

Currently, I take every chance I get to read.  My reading list consists of hundreds of books so I try to read any time I have a free moment.  I read on MARTA on my way to and from work.  I steal away at lunch and read as I eat.  In the evenings, I read before I go to bed.  Sometimes, I focus on one book, but in any given time frame, I may be reading 3 or 4 books at one time.  That’s where the usefulness of a Kindle comes in.  Instead of lugging around 3 books at a time, I’d be able to stow away this device and read as many books as I want at my leisure.  When I travel to new places, I will be able to read my books without adding extra weight to my luggage.  I can just put my Kindle in my purse!  How convenient for a book lover like me!  Winning a Kindle will make my pastimes even more enjoyable!

My New Thing: Feature Fridays!

My New Thing: Feature Fridays!

My dear friend Hope has asked me to be more regular in my blogging.  So to acquiesce, I am committing to at least one weekly staple: Feature Friday. Each Friday, I’m going to highlight and discuss some film, book, theatre performance, etc., that I’ve viewed/read/attended.  As I’m sure you would expect, most of it will be related to the community or the black diaspora in some way, since that’s what tickles my fancy.  I hope you guys enjoy and check me out every week.  I’ll post my first later today!  Happy Friday, folks!

What is love?

What is love?

So last night I posted a Miki Howard video just because that’s what I was listening to, but overnight it grew into a full-fledged blog post.  Saturday, I saw this and it struck something inside me.

Of course, it wasn’t new to me.  But reading it at that moment just sparked something that I guess finally came to a head when I listened to Miki crooning last night.

I’m definitely not a relationship expert, but I have learned some things over my few lil years in this world.  Love, of all types, is one of those topics that covers so much that it’s hard to talk about.  I mean, really… what is love?

My fave thing to say about love, though, is that it’s not just a noun–it’s a verb.  To have love for people is to show love for people.  If it’s love for the community, you  need to be doing something for the community.  If it’s love for your family, you need to be contributing something to their health and well-being. (And currently, I’m thinking of my mother and her love for my grandfather, which is a whole other post about the highs and lows of caring for the elderly.)  If it’s a romantic love, it’s not enough to be woo-woo’ing in someone’s ear about how much you heart them–those are sweet little nothings until some actions are aligned.

One thing I’ve had to learn is that I have to be choosy (had to do that one for Aaliyah, R.I.P.) about who I dedicate my energy, my time, my patience, my love to.  All that is so simply yet eloquently written in 1 Corinthians goes both ways.  My love needs to be all those things, but I also have to remember that I deserve all those things.  And if I’m not receiving that, I should love myself more and walk away.  I mean really, we spend so much of our lives pouring ourselves into other people, not always taking the time to really evaluate if we’re giving out the right type of love to right people. And then we wonder why we’re so drained and bitter.  What we’re pouring out, we should be getting back some kinda way. Love isn’t a finite thing with a usage limit. There’s plenty to go around and it multiplies when it’s shared. You don’t have to be a martyr for love. Give some, and make sure you’re getting some.

So when someone comes around, whether a new friend or a new romantic interest, and is really positive and invested and caring, you have to be appreciative to the One above for placing that source of energy into your life. You can be thankful for the chance to give some of that patient, unselfish, hopeful love AND for the chance to recognize and receive it.  So, sang it, Miki.

Experience is a good teacher
It takes someone like me to know
All the little games people tend to play
Some call it love: It never has a chance to grow

The closed sign on my door, I had to tear it down
A new world of happiness turned me completely around