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An eclectic maven, goddess and ordinary chic. In love with love. Freely living--feel free to ride.
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 Rocking the Indie Artist Tour's featured sponsor, Dope Human tee! We're all dope humans, order yours today! When I tell you that I had no idea what all would transpire from this Indie Artist Tour, I mean that. As of 10 days ago, I became a recorded indie artist! That's right--you heard me correctly! Yasssssssss! With the help of my fantastic "Super Producer" and tribe member, Water Walkas, two of my spoken word pieces has been delicately laid across dope music and now streaming on ALL platforms. Plus! Get into my entire commercial! I'm blown away by this and couldn't be more grateful. Even though I was well aware that I'm a multiple medium artist; including poet, it never crossed my mind to record it over music. Many eons ago, I wanted to read over music, but recording with music never crossed even the smallest place in my mind. Not until, Mr. "Walkas" pulled up on me.
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 What a couple of super productive days it's been. The Dj returned from B-ham to Atlanta as we approach, "Go" day for the second leg of the tour. Things all seem to make a tad more sense when the, "Musical Selector" is riding alongside me. See, this tour only works with our teamwork. The Dj has been there since it's (the Indie Artist Tour) inception. "Go Dj, that's my Dj" has a totally different meaning for me. I was out there in the trenches (not so much trenches as living on the road) and he was right there beside me. M&M...that's what we called ourselves; short for Music and Media Productions. That's what we are, curators and creatives of all things art, with a serious focus on media and music.
 This is the longest hiatus I've ever taken from writing and/or blogging. It's been too long, yet just long enough. Life came at me fast AF for the past couple of years with no apologies nor any regards to my feelings. Whew chile, when I tell you life does NOT hit like a bitch...I mean it. Life 2-pieced me for what seems like everyday for the past 2 years. When January 2020 hit, I couldn't believe I was still alive!
 I woke up like this. Disoriented. Confused. In disbelief. Heartbroken. In Mourning. Grateful. Blessed. As Love. Flawed. Beautiful. "If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away But something in our minds will always stay Perhaps this final act was meant... 
It's pretty evident that I didn't say much for the month of December. That happened in real life, too. It was strikingly odd to me because I'm normally quite festive and buzzing about all month long. It's the most wonderful time of the year (starting with my birthday).
What isn't so evident to the naked eye is why I was so quiet. Other than the obvious; I must pay homage and respect to that nasti-fied Mercury Retrograde (and the trillion other planets (okay, gross exaggeration, but still) that were nestled in Sagittarius for almost the duration of December) for shaking ish up. But, this (the reason/reasons) was much better. Bigger. More delicious. Heartier. And, leveled-up.  It's taken me a while to figure out how to open today's entry. I'm still not completely sure what will emerge but, I'm going to type away and surprise us both. Lol
Because I'm almost, always in alignment with what the universe wants from me I created this yesterday, off the cuff and in one take and I love it. It's quite befitting for both #NationalPoetryDay and #NationalCoffeeDay without me even having knowledge of what we were celebrating on a national scale today. Enjoy. :)
 As many of you may know by now, I'm artistic, a serial entrepreneur and obviously woman. And, while encompassing all of this innate greatness, let me be the first to inform you it's no easy feat.
By the time we've had the opportunity to fall in love with, obsess over and dissect our favorite women business owners, their dues are paid all while wearing heels, toting around the significance of children and family and oftentimes come adorned with a jagged and well-earned backdrop.  Can I talk to y'all today? Chillllllle, in the words of yet another youngster that I'm too aged to know this person's name, "I'm tiddddddddddddde" I sholl am. I's tide hunty! Lol
Mama Bear is tieeeed (yes, I purposely spelled that incorrectly) and I mean mofo tieeeeeeed--that solar eclipse has worn me out. At one point earlier this week, I felt owned by it, yet was smart enough to not fight it but rather grace it's ebb and flow. That's all I had left, anyhow. I was skating and riding the "normal" Mercury Retrograde like a boss. I was so proud. But, then entered the solar eclipse.  I believe it is in those moments less conscience thought or intention that appears to be random is when we're our most authentic self; when you have shown up.
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*Swish, scratch, swish*...went the brushes and palm swipes of seven-subtly, eager artists against their roughly-textured and prepped canvases. Resonating incredibly soothing feels, like a medium-bristled brush being lovingly and carefully raked through her hair. It gave her the chills (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...
She, steadily walked down the busy road, yet there were no appropriate sidewalks and cars were whizzing by. At any given time, there may have been a million questions/comments/thoughts/replays/intentions and words traveling along the synapses of her nerve endings, overflowing her system and blowing her mind (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...
There is an epidemic of loneliness in the modern world. People crave connection but are unsure of how to create it. This easy to read eBook shows how. Priced to sell on the mass market. Please tell the world!
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