Introspection (Page 9)

A tattered American flag, wrapped tightly around its pole, is flapping in the wind, backed by a blue sky with light cloud cover.

Prevailing Winds (a poem)

Prevailing winds wrapped the flag
tightly around its pole.
All that could be discerned
were the stripes…

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A beautiful double string of imperfect pearls with three small, gol beads between each pair of pearls. The necklace is laid out in the shape of the infinity symbol. They sit atop a heavy red fabric with a pattern made of dark triangles and light diamonds.

Layers (article)

Sometimes life is your oyster.

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Black Lives Matter protests. Supporters are marching through the streets of London protesting the death of George Floyd. LONDON- 03 JUNE, 2020

What does being “Woke” mean? (article)

Being “woke” means remaining alert to racial prejudice and discrimination and being willing to stand up against oppression and seek justice and reconciliation.

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School kid bullies sit on a brick stairway above a boy who is seated, with his head against a brick wall. The victim's expression shows feelings of rejection and ridicule.

To those who never read me. (a poem)

Remember the ones
you passed in the hall
never stopping to talk
or know them at all?

The awkward kid
who didn’t fit in
tried to make friends
but just couldn’t win?

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A young black woman sits on a gray sofa in a modern living room. She appears peaceful and stress-free while relaxing at home.

A Meaningful Life (article)

The definition of living a meaningful life
will differ for each person.

To some it may be to strive
for a form of greatness.
To others it may be
to make it through each day.

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A prisoner reaches out from behind prison bars. His hands stretched toward freedom.

Life… (a poem)

Obligations and desires compete for my time
but are beaten down
when exhaustion enters the ring.

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A lonely woman sits on a swing in the park villa in the morning. She is reaching over to hold an empty swing beside her.

Andy (a poem)

I wish I had spoken
one simple, kind word.
It may well have been
the only one heard.

Now it’s much too late.
Life goes on without.
Memories will fade
but regrets they do not.

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A whitetail deer doe is walking through the water, across a small pond.

The clarity I seek is regarding how to remain calm
amidst the storms swirling round about me,
how to be of help and live compassionately
towards those in most dire need,
those who may not appreciate or understand
the choices I make each day.

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