[New Post] Springtime
Is there any excitement within life? I mean true excitement beyond a superficial moment which is often used to base one’s view of oneself, others, and life in general. The point is so profound in that many view each season as a transition point in time versus a growth element of time. What does life really mean? Is the meaning centered on what you have … Continue reading [New Post] Springtime
[New Post] The Spirit of Mexico
Ujima was invited to attend The Spirit of Mexico at Casa Chapala last weekend. I made new friends and met old ones. The group that was invited was from the different media outlets in Austin. Laura Valentino Romero, the host, gave us an experience that will guarantee my return to Casa Chapala for the food and adult beverages. The food was very good. My favorite … Continue reading [New Post] The Spirit of Mexico
[New Post] My Easter Bunny
Originally posted on Damita's Life:
“E” is for Easter ? ?I hope you all had a great Easter. I did. My Easter memories are getting a new dress and shoes, hair done, church and my favorite my chocolate Easter bunny. My mom used to get me one every year, however when her grandkids came along I was left out in the cold. But every… Continue reading [New Post] My Easter Bunny
Christian Bell and Head Over Heels Bath and Body
Meet Christian Bell. She is an entrepreneur who loves creating handmade body and bath products. I met her about a year ago and wanted to share her story. Ujima: Tell our readers a little bit about yourself. What is one thing most people may not know about you? Christian: I was born and raised in Tulsa, Oklahoma, and have also lived in Atlanta, Georgia (I’m … Continue reading Christian Bell and Head Over Heels Bath and Body
[New Post] COME FIGHT WITH ME
This poem was written by Theodore Mosley, December 19, 2014 My days are enthroned with deceit of another man’s life crying for me. Captured by the stand of realism, I summons the arrow of justice to come fight with me. Searching for creation, my hands are without democracy that infiltrated me. Prolonging the saturation of my life, obstructions of steel bars carried me to infancy. … Continue reading [New Post] COME FIGHT WITH ME
