Afrocentric Love

When all hope feels lost we can all learn and grow from the ones that just have a little more faith-Reading their testimonies may help you get through whatever storm has wiltered your way. Grow from one another and help encourage the ones that feel lost!

like the tear from my eye falling slow like no rain when thirsty like drowning and still breathing feeling but not touching seeing but eyes still shut heartbeats that are loud, everyone can hear,please stop beating! my cry is silent my cry whispers my name only my cries are invisible to your eyes

Your body is like a stone chiseled to perfection only a God can create something so great your body against my body  is like a painting that only  Piccaso can make To be one with you to be connected through you is the one true love of my affection

Please journey with me as I update my blog periodically in search for Black Love. The research for my culture is essential to me as I want to go deeper into the roots that makes us so unique. Black Art tells stories,but often times I find myself judging what the artist was thinking at the time.  Why was this painting executed so beautifully? I don't want to wonder,I want to know and feel what they felt while painting. Below are a few of my favorites and their is none like no other. The expressions and thought put into these works of art has always fascinated me everytime I view them! When I look at this,I feel that this drawing was meant to inspire the men. Looking at this; He knows that his strength comes from God's daily words . His strength is the word daily,he adores his Holy name! I am a very whimsical person and love this type of art! He looks up to his dad in awe as to say; "I'm gonna be strong like you daddy!" When a man develops ...

I 'm already 33 and thinking where has my time gone? I spent my life doing something my parents said was right. I followed the dreams they wanted to have but never had the guts to do it themselves. I could have been just a little more rebellious in my youthful years, but to please parents meant I was doing what God wanted me to do, honor they mother and father. Now with regrets of this journey to nowhere-4 kids later-I'm here with no career. Chasing what my parents said-"Nursing is where the money is"! In debt with student loans that were finally paid off last year, Praise God! I now start my journey and dream of Photojournalism. I've always loved when my grandmother told me stories of way back when!  Oh how I would close my eyes and vision what life was like then, but no pictures to go with it. The only pictures viewed was of those  in my head; stuck there. I want those images out where everyone can see. Black is beauty and the stories, now that's our cul...

Being who you are and what you believe in is your identity.    To compromise that is diminishing your very existence  I stand for Virtue and Tranquility                                                                  I AM MY OWN