Last year, I did a post about my fitness goals. And although that P90X hype that I stumbled into has fallen by the wayside (I’m not a DVD fitness kinda chick), I’m still trying to hold steady to my healthy lifestyle. If y’all haven’t found her already, take a look at A Black Woman’s Guide to Weight Loss. Her story is hella inspiring (145 lb weight loss…WOW), regardless of your size or body type. She’s got some great health, fitness and eating tips.
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Food, Inc.
•February 7, 2010 • Leave a CommentThe Art of War
•January 19, 2010 • 1 Comment
Once there was a young warrior. Her teacher told her that she had to do battle with FEAR. She didn’t want to do that. It seemed too aggressive; it was scary; it seemed unfriendly. But the teacher said she had to do it and gave her instructions for the battle. The day arrived. The student warrior stood on one side, and FEAR stood on the other.
Bridge Over Troubled Waters (From the Archives)
•January 16, 2010 • Leave a Comment
~from the may 2007 archives~
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On Your Mark (From the Archives)
•January 15, 2010 • Leave a CommentPita: The gunshot holds no fear.
Creasy: You welcome the sound. In fact it’s the sound that sets you free. You are a prisoner on this block until that sound sets you free.
~from the July 2008 archives~
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My Thought Process….
•January 8, 2010 • 4 Comments
Maaaaan I miss the ** “GOOD” old days…pun intended….
I’d forgotten all about my “golden era”, when the only care in the world I had was finishing up my junior/senior years of college and marinatin’ on the fiyah that Goodie Mob and Outkast were spitting. You know what reminded me of it? It was something that my linesister said. Seeing her (my front
) on that ABC Nightline Special…y’all know the one….the 42%….the tragic single, black woman…yep that one…. Continue reading ‘My Thought Process….’
From Roots to Wings
•January 5, 2010 • 6 Comments
**If I had two wishes, I know what they would be….
I’d wish for Roots to cling to and Wings to set me free…. ~Denis E. Waitley~
I was always one of those little girls that liked to play in the dirt. In the beginning, my mom used to spend hours fussing over my poofy pigtails, buying ruffled socks, coaxing me to love pastels, etc. She quickly learned that it was less stressful for her if she did cornrows or twists, invested in sturdy children’s footwear and be grateful that the green and blue hues that I thought were so beautiful were at least on the lighter end of the spectrum.
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La Verdad
•December 18, 2009 • 2 CommentsEither it is or isn’t
You see the truth it needs no proof
Either it is or it isn’t
Now you know the truth by the way it feels….
~India.Arie~






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