It was earlier last week, when en route to the office, I saw an elderly woman. She appeared to be in her late 80’s early 90’s. I see her often. Normally, she is pruning roses and other flowers that skirt the front of her modest home. She was carrying a basket very similar to the one pictured above. It appears that she had picked flowers along the edge of her front yard and placed them in this basket – so neatly. She, thin and looking almost anemic, carried the basket like a purse in one hand and a cane in the other. She placed in turn the cane, then one foot after the other. Cane, then the left foot, then right foot, cane, then the left foot and then the right foot as she ever so carefully walked up the incline of her driveway. I thought to myself, that is not much of an incline and a baby could walk that easily. Then God offered me my lesson. What the hell are you in such a rush for?!
Sometimes, we just have to slow down, pick, and smell the flowers. – Period, Case-Closed.
The orchid, it is such a beautiful plant to me. Its my favorite. As then to the color purple, well of course, it’s my favorite color. My dear friend Joy of the D.C. area shared this photo and the poem today. I was so moved, well – words cannot convey my thoughts! Just click on the postcard to enlarge, read and enjoy. Period, Case-Closed!
If I listen to my internal navigation system, I will put on my Nike’s and run and fast as I can and this time never come back. – a response by Angela Williams on Facebook.
It took me sometime to – find the time to provide a response to this inspiring, eye-opening response. You know darn well how you had those large and small nudges about people, drama, and confusion. However, you sat, stood, and or remained there, knowing him, her or them were no earthly good. Then the floods came and washed you out. Next time, run!!! Period, Case-Closed!
If you think you are beaten, you are
If you think you dare not, you don’t,
If you like to win, but you think you can’t
It is almost certain you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost
For out of the world we find,
Success begins with a fellow’s will
It’s all in the state of mind.
If you think you are outclassed, you are
You’ve got to think high to rise,
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man,
But soon or late the man who wins
Is the man WHO THINKS HE CAN! – by Walter D Wintle
This poem was discovered about a year ago. I was out for lunch in the Nickle (5th Ward, Houston, TX). I was in the mood for catfish. I’d ordered my entree and was waiting when I saw, read, and photographed the poem. Do you think you can?! – Period, Case-Closed!
Akilah Johnson was “surprised and overwhelmed” when she learned that she was a national finalist in the “Doodle 4 Google” contest; Akilah is a sophomore at Eastern Senior High School in Northeast Washington and has just been named Google’s big winner in the national contest, topping the 53 state and territory champions. Her work had been culled from about 100,000 student entries (Johnson, 2016).
All of the finalists accomplished some very great and notable works. I posted this one because it is a power narrative – a departure from the deficit narrative of young black students. This is a great example and display of talent. I love it. Period, Case-Closed!
Johnson, A. (2016, March 21). Google. Retrieved from National Finalists: https://www.google.com/doodle4google/gallery.html
The voice of wisdom is soft and deliberate. S. Barry Hamdani from Ascend to the Secret Place.
I have long desired wisdom – to know. Even in my experiences and observations and reading and praying for wisdom, wisdom always showed (manifested) when I least expected. Or should I say, I had learned, but did not know that I knew, until application. In other words, it is one thing to KNOW it, but something completely different to DO it! If he or she is NOT good for you and you know this – then LEAVE! Does this make great sense to you? – Period, Case-Closed!
(continued from Pt 1)
When summer came we’d take a ride
Expecting us soon he’d wait outside
Smoking his pipe sitting on high
Seeing us safe he’d smile and sigh
I wanted so much to be like him
The way he held when times were dim
Whenever he’d stop or take a brake
I’d ask him questions of roads to take
He explain the difference of now and then
The things I’d need in life to win
Unlike me, I fought the land
In years to come you’ll fight the hand
Claiming your place in society
Focus unlocks reality
Prepare to be what you hope to see
Life’s not easy it’s not suppose to be.
By the Leon Thomas