Perspective

Sista Speak On It!

  I Made The Decision ( A Monologue Performance Piece) Ever since I was five, I wanted to be a performer, like the old soul singers I would see on the music channels. I would sit in front of the TV and become completely enthralled in whatever song…

The Late Bloom

She was slow in coming to herself… A late bloomer as they say. Too shy as a child… Scared. She walked quietly and softly. Afraid of setting off the emotional physical bombs that could explode at any moment for any reason… A ghost, perhaps? Her innocence lost too soon, the…

HEALING When You Can’t Help

Seven years ago, with my five children grown, I found that I still had a little maternal ‘juice’ left and began to mentor a young man of twelve, who I will call Andre. He and his younger sister were my summer gardening helpers. For them I was a…