To Amanda in 2025:

I hope you’re traveling
I pray you found love and drank deep
I hope you take time each day to swallow the sun
And then breathe light into the lives of others
I pray you followed your heart
Chased your dreams to the edge of each ocean
I hope that you smiled and said thank you
Way more often than you cried
And if you did cry…
I hope they were tears of joy
Assure me that you spend time kneeling in the dirt
I hope you plant trees on every continent
That you kiss babies, call friends,
And hug your Mom and Dad
Every time you see them
I pray you close your eyes and enjoy the breeze
Take time to remind your family
How much you love them
And how grateful you are for them
I hope you thank God every single day
For your beautiful, blessed life
I hope you finally got that pet pig you always wanted
And I hope you penned the book that was always in your head
I pray that you know your body is a temple
And I hope you treat it as such
You are remarkable
You always have been
To Amanda in 2025,
I love you. I am you. You are me.
Live deep and love fully, sweet girl

**Write a poem in the form of a letter to your future self.**



My Anthem for 2014 :)


There is only this moment…right now. The past is gone, never to return. And the future…well…it never truly arrives. For when it does, it becomes a moment. So the truth is that there is only this moment…right now. Are you living it?


Knowledge is power. Slavery is not just a 3rd world occurrence. It do not end with the Emancipation Proclamation and it didn’t end with the Civil Rights movements of the 1960’s. 27 million men, women, and children of every race and creed are currently enslaved. Your awareness of the atrocities occurring worldwide, including in our own backyards, is just the beginning.


Ubuntu - I am, because of you.

Such a beautiful speech!


I ♥ US! :)


Never give up! Awesome speech!


It is stories like this one that make me so passionate about trafficking prevention! Looking forward to expanding my involvement in this awesome cause once I get to ATL!


In 2014, what will you do to change the world?


thenotebookdoodles:

while the year is drawing to a close,  this is something to keep in mind.

thenotebookdoodles:

while the year is drawing to a close, this is something to keep in mind.


This is what writers do…

While it needs no explanation (simply because there isn’t one), this is what happens when you just sit and write the first words that come to your mind in a string of non-sensical wonder. Try it. Have fun. Hug a tree.

We were that crazy field of cats eyes and cradle cakes
That gyrating room of rumba lines
The pelicans feet barb-wired fences
Box-lipped and denim-donned prima donnas
Sock sifting yarn toters
Vaccuum-sicked June Cleavers with missing stilletos in steel graters
Your handle bar mustache scraped lines like red crayon on alabaster skinned babes
My toes beat rhythms on solid surfaces like drum stick chicken on greased up bellies
I rambled words like grenades thrown by melting snowmen
We wondered what the hell it all meant
But lets be honest, there are a lot of things in this world that make no sense
Amd that’s why its so damn beautiful.

♥~Miss B~♥


aseaofquotes:

Paulo Coelho, Brida

Lord…don’t I know that feeling.

aseaofquotes:

Paulo Coelho, Brida

Lord…don’t I know that feeling.

(via aseaofquotes)


tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #591 by Tyler Knott Gregson

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #591 by Tyler Knott Gregson


I will ask but once,
sometimes, just sometimes will you
love me frantically?