traveled back to atlanta from new york this morning, my flight landed a little after 8am and i decided i would take marta into the office. still half asleep i walked into the marta station at the airport and purchased a one-way breeze ticket not paying much attention to my surroundings I began headed to…
Author Archives: Yah
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Jun
Jun
the most magical parts of the journey for me always seems to be on the other side of an answered call. You know the call in the seat of your soul that tells you to do this, or that, switch locations, travel here. It’s never comfortable or convenient and what I’m learning is that it’s…
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May
May
about a week ago I ran my first half-marathon. I had a thought today about how quickly a goal becomes an afterthought once complete, at least for me. Running 13.1 Miles wasn’t something I would have predicted for myself, but it’s something I noticed myself admiring in others. I would get this jolt of…
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May
May
when love triggers the most raw, vulnerable, sensitive parts of yourself, let it. love brings up anything unlike itself.
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May
May
perhaps it’s a defense mechanism. she shares emotions and feelings with the collective and she struggle’s to maintain boundaries… she picks up the phone mid-dream to listen– she offers support, encouragement, prayer– most times she doesn’t even realize that the conversation rarely shifts to her or her well-being but occasionally she notices. she holds those…
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May
May
mother. my healing is your healing. my joy is your joy. my pain is your pain. your life is my life. your habits are my habits. your heart is my heart. thank you for nurturing me, loving me, birthing me. thank you for the moments you persisted when you had nothing left in you to…
my relationship with you is essentially my relationship with myself. you and I are two souls incarnated on purpose. we both have traumas, karmic debts, and scores to settle in this lifetime. We came to this plane as two completely separate beings, yet we are one… …your very presence in my life is proof of…
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Apr
Apr
somewhere at the intersection of the rain washing over me and finding my rhythm in my third mile I began to smile. You don’t have to suffer. It was so clear, so simple yet so profound. Oh gosh, I don’t have to suffer! I tapped my fingers to the rhythm of my run, began to…
the moment when every single thing that is not working. every way of being that is no longer serving you. every commitment that is out of alignment. is right there, in plain sight. it’s forcing you to do something. you feel like your back is against a wall. it almost feels like your head is…
the moment when every single thing that is not working. every way of being that is no longer serving you. every commitment that is out of alignment. is right there, in plain sight. it’s forcing you to do something. you feel like your back is against a wall. it almost feels like your head is…