I’m getting better at the blogging lifestyle and letting vulnerability coax me away from fear.
I am stubborn when it hurts me most.
If pride is the devil then he surely taunts my humility.
But I don’t always know the difference between confidence and arrogance
So I tend to filter myself a bit – I guess I, too wear a mask
I don’t know whose lens I am seen through, and if perception of self is most pivotal – well then.
Shape shifting and blending in I felt once protected me.
But now I see the internal aftermath.
*** For those who enjoy my posts: thank you. I really enjoy the different voices and talents that I read and interact with here. I have made many strides and improvements to my blog, please do consider checking it out. Many of you have been consistent with this for years and it’s just very refreshing to receive inspiration and feedback. I value this community and it keeps a fire lit in my spirit.
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I am embracing consistency, flirting with self love, and allowing clarity to rebirth truths only necessary for my growth. God is good.
I would like to share a few previous blog posts:
“Do you have the time? I’m late but I’m here.”
“Sharing a brief walk down memory lane- in a poem, a few pictures, and a spoken word video”
As always, thank you for viewing.