Teedra Moses Live At SOBs

•November 17, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Last Thursday I went SOBs to see Teedra Moses perform live. Her album Complex Simplicity came out in August 2004. I played that cd in my car every day through that fall. I felt her vibe, her songs were real and she talked about things I was living. She pushes the envelope and challenges the notion of the heartbroken R&B singer. There is empowerment in her lyrics.

I had never had the opportunity to see her live. She came out in a saucy little turquoise dress and blew the crowd away. This woman can sing, and she is not afraid to give her all to the fans. She is a true R&B talent. She sang her heart out and her fans responded and received her joyfully. It was easy to get swept up in the vibes, everyone singing her lyrics at the top of their lungs.

Enjoy the video footage.


Essence goes natural…

•October 21, 2009 • 2 Comments

Pick up the November 2009 issue of Essence magazine for a guide to growing out your relaxer and becoming a “Natural Woman”. It’s about time Essence!! LOL

It’s that time again…

•October 20, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I am trying it again!

I tried Nanowrimo for the first time last year, and was unable to complete my novella. No matter though. I have a lot of really great content from it. And I will keep trying until I succeed. Wish me luck!

Wanna join me? Add me as a buddy. & good luck to you!

P.S. I have a FB fan page…slowly but surely making moves!

Defining Self

•October 7, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Recently I began reading Iyanla Vazant’s book: “Until Today: Daily Devotions for Spiritual Growth and Peace of Mind“. Yesterday’s entry was “I will realize my own worth when I accept…the story I tell is the story I live”. An excerpt:

Excuse me, but nobody wants to hear your story again No one wants to be rude, but you’ve been telling everyone and anyone who would listen why you did not, could not, have not moved beyond the situation you are in and say you no longer want to be in. Quite frankly, no one wants to hear about it anymore.

She is right. It is so easy to sink into your failures, to mull them over in your mind, to make them apart of you, to allow them to make you feel inadequate. But that will just keep you mired in the past, unable to make a start or make movements towards a new and brighter future.

So the entry ends with “Today I am devoted to taking the time to re-write my story”. Immediately I took out a pen and began to write a list:

Today I am:
happy multilingual a good friend
frugal intelligent accomplished
well-adjusted social a writer
nervous & hopeful vivacious a Brooklynite
in love thoughtful a soca lover
natural loving Haitian-American
sensual smiling 3 year loc wearer
a woman bohemian prayerful
mature dancing through life contemplative

I ended with “loving my life and feeling slightly guilty because of it”.

All of the things that I thought would define me, my descriptive characteristics, ended up in my 3rd column. In the past, I always thought of who we are as the characteristics/adjectives we use to describe ourselves. But as I delve into the Law of Attraction I think I was wrong. What defines us, what we are is how we feel. I remember a time when I hated getting up in the morning and I dreaded my day ahead. I no longer feel that way, these days I feel pretty good. This is progress.

Now to get to the point where I don’t feel guilty about it. LOL

Fabulous First Lady

•September 29, 2009 • Leave a Comment

InStyle magazine now has a section entitled “Michelle Obama’s Style” where they feature her looks as she performs her first lady “duties”. I am loving it! Go Mrs. O!

So…what do you do?

•September 18, 2009 • Leave a Comment

There are definite pros and cons about living through a recession. I’m sure that we can all list cons: lack of steady employment, pay cuts, hour cuts, uncertainty in the job market. But I have identified a surprising pro.

This recession has kicked away some societal norms. For instance, before the recession, if you met someone new at a party, you could expect one of the first 3 questions to be “What do you do?”

Now that is such an uncomfortable question to ask with so many potential pitfalls that people rarely ask it any more. In fact, when someone asks me that question now I look at them strangely, like where have you been for the past year? Don’t you know that is not something you ask? People are unemployed, working jobs below their normal skill level, suffering through pay cuts, having to work twice the amount of hours for the same measly check. The answer to the question is fraught with ambiguity and pitfalls. So people rarely ask any more.

Which is fine by me. I never liked that question anyway. It is such a middle class question to ask. And I have never defined myself by my employment. In fact, I have had a history of well-paying jobs that I hated. I never liked to go to work in the morning.

Better you ask me “what part of town do you live in?” or “what do you like to do in your free time?”. Then you are getting at the essence of me, getting to know the type of person I am.

I am the type of person that doesn’t like to tell people what I “do”. LOL

Television as Motivation Pt2

•September 16, 2009 • Leave a Comment

So reading one of my favorite blogs Unclutterer, I saw a reference to a show called Hoarders. Curious, I headed over to A&E online to check it out. And was scared shitless.

The episode I saw was about Kerrylea and Lauren. Kerrylea was a middle aged woman who had already been through one divorce because of her hoarding. Now her second marriage was immensely strained and she was facing foreclosure on 2 homes. She had purchased the second home in order to accomodate all her clutter and had gone through her and her husband’s retirement savings in order to try and keep it. Now she and her husband were living paycheck to paycheck, and had to sell one of the homes or lose them both.

Kerrylea seemed physically unable to clear the clutter. She hired a professional organizer for 2 days and as the time went on, she seemed to develop this peculiar head tic. She spent over 4 hours in one bathroom and got nowhere. She freaked out when she thought one box of her items might be missing from the home. They weren’t missing at all: she had mislabeled the box and it was sitting elsewhere. But she was up in arms about it and unable to continue. I was horrified.

As the episode continued, I began to clean out my closet. And clean and clean and clean and clean. I was merciless. Each time I watched Kerrylea struggle with something, the item in my hand seemed less important and I would throw it in the donate pile. By the end of the episode, I had significantly cleared my closet and had several bags of clothes and shoes ready to give away.

I just couldn’t imagine it. Couldn’t imagine having to give up a relationship with a supportive man because of my attachment to material things. Couldn’t imagine climbing further into debt, to the point of foreclosure because I needed another house to store my things in. And while I understand that this is a recognized disease here in the U.S., part of me just felt it was unacceptable. Because I am also Haitian and having been to Haiti all my life, I knew hoarding was an affliction of the privileged. You have to have possessions in order to hoard them.

All I could think is I didn’t want her life. It was a powerful motivator. And so I will begin decluttering again in the morning. Because material possessions are not worth your loved ones. Not worth your peace of mind. Period.

Here’s the episode I saw.