The Monster Who Lives Downstairs

Well it almost happened this morning. I was nearly ambushed and consumed alive as I tiptoed into the basement laundry room, not wanting to lay my eyes on the ugly invader that grew and grew and GREW this week as I worked/rested/drove/played/gardened. Today is Family Friday in our home, and…

Goodbye Locs

20 years ago, I stopped cutting and combing my hair. For me, this commitment represented my connection to God, my strong rebellious spirit, my medicine of bringing the darkness to the light, and a life of spiritual strength. Now, 20 years later, I know that have embodied this medicine, and…
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