Sometimes what we hold and build inside is so enormous in the spirit that it eventually reveals itself in the physical world. — Architect of the unseen. A May prompt by Diana C. of Know Thyself, Heal Thyself. This was a week one of May prompt that I was s very moved by. I hope I make it in time. What happens when your imagination spills onto your walls like a vision board…

This article was inspired by my being disrespected at my job, and I had no choice but to wait until the storm clouds passed because I had no options. We go within to find peace in chaos. When I have more opportunities, like an eagle, I will rise above the clouds and shine in the sun. — We've all had that job that was our primary source of income. We had to bite our tongues and be mindful of how we moved because it was our lifeline. When I was younger and had multiple jobs, I was more reckless with my decisions because I had options. One…

This is either the spring day I was waiting for or one I manifested—a Magnificent Monday with a fantastic twist. — This article was written towards the end of April, and it’s ironic we experienced two weeks of beautiful May-like weather. This day was the pinnacle of multiple days that I walked when it was 63 degrees, sunny, and the sky was that deep hue of blue. Imagine if the atmosphere…

The continuing chronicles in the sentient Saturday morning rain. — This was written on April 1st, 2023. I didn’t get this published because I was distracted by creativity. I want to begin the habit of finishing one project before I start another. At least I’ll try. It's Saturday morning. First of April, and I can't believe a new month is…

A poem about it finally raining at the end of April. — Return of the rain Lord, can you wash away my city’s pain Your healing tears Will restore our souls once again Afternoon April showers keep me sane in chaos when I know I’m on the cusp of change You water my seed as I bloom None of the old me…

When you find your happiness, it may not be seen by others. You don’t always have to share it, either. Become it. It just is. — The closer I get to my purpose I realize that what brings you joy may not look the same as others. That's the beauty and diversity of life. You may like a warm and sunny 85-degree day, and I love a cool and rainy 55-degree day. …

Well damn, that was fast! Another mountain, another milestone, and another level. — It’s crazy; it seems like I was celebrating 700 with my Masterful 7 article, and I blink, and I’m at almost 800. I’m surprised. This has been a beautiful Medium journey. I started here as a member in June of 2020, and what a pivot it was. I returned to…

The interview's conclusion changed my trajectory toward becoming a YouTube content creator. It sparked a wildfire in me. — This was a breakthrough for me. There's no need to tell the long story (I still did) because I wrote this article that led to this video. I call it the prequel To A Toast to Men meets the Blood of My Pen. A Toast to the Men Meets the Blood of My Pen Two authors unite for a classic meeting of the minds. This is the backstory behind my book, S.D. Booker's book and our…link.medium.com

A Haiku that explores my yesterday, today, and tomorrow. — The Past is a Blueprint Learning from the loss Carry lessons as a cross The foundation is steady The Present is a House The secret place I dwell. Inside each room is my dreams They can't be contained. The Future is a Metropolis Look at how far we've come. Manifestation Up High Gifts loom in the sky. In case you have no idea what this…