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The Fullness of Life: My Tribute to Laura

Big Ma and FlowersThis coming weekend I’ll be celebrating the life of my grandmother. Class, sass, a good heart and wit is what comes to mind when I think of my Big Ma. Married for thirty plus years, she lived a long, eighty-four years and in that time nurtured 11 children, 20 grandchildren, and eight great-grandchildren. You can imagine that her life was full of adventure, great lessons, and more. The key word was ‘FULL’. I’ve spent the last few days wondering how I could celebrate her life within a new post for the blog.

And today it hit me that LIFE is all about living a FULL one. It’s all about doing everything you can to make the most of it. Capitalizing on it in every way that you see fit. Her death has given me life. It has given me even more purpose to live life as hard and as passionately as I can. Her life was surrounded with music, family, and fashion. And all three she did passionately.

Everyone’s life impacts others in some way. Her life has given me greater definition of living as loudly, out loud as possible. I won’t give up on my dreams. I will continue to pray hard, love hard, work hard, dream hard, give hard, and more! When I leave this place, I hope that others can say that my life was as full as was hers.

To my dear grandmother, Laura Easter Brown, may your spirit reside within each and every one of your offspring and bring about a drive to make the most of what life presents to us all! Rest in peace!

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Maya AngelouHow do you capture the whole essence of a being that impacted and inspired so many knowingly and unknowingly simply through words and their ability to carry themselves accordingly? Simple. You don’t.

Today I make no attempts to fully pay homage to the legacy of the woman the word knew as Maya Angelou. It’s impossible. Yet, I dare not miss the opportunity to make recognition. The impact on literature, the arts, and the human spirit made by, Maya Angelou, born Marguerite Johnson, is indescribably invaluable. In short and unfilled words, she was a phenomenal writer and author, activist, and woman.

In one of the many articles I read today on her ascension on May 28, 2014, I read that life was cumulative. Maya Angelou’s life is the perfect example of that. From tragic events as a young woman to exotic dancing to calypso performer to activist then poet, Ms. Angelou proved that life is redemptive. So many times we feel where we start is where we’ll end, but to learn of her death today reiterated that thought is just not so.

Her literary works such as “Phenomenal Woman” and “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings” empowered so many. I can recall having to learn and/or recite these poems in primary and secondary school. All the while, feeling strength from the collection of words she was able to creatively display as a literary piece.

As a new author, I never realized how those words impacted my passion. But they did. What many don’t know is that writers let the world into their minds; their hearts; their souls. Our words become apart of someone else and people take claim to those emotions that are embedded in them. Ms. Angelou’s work clearly became apart of the world. Remembering her today left me no choice but to go back to those moments that I stood on stage or sat in a classroom to project her poems. Re-visiting those poems today left me inspired and encouraged that this world is mine for the taking with all the positive energy I can give.

To all my readers, please take a moment of silence following this read to recognize the long-lasting effects Maya Angelou’s life will have on literature and people as a whole. I can only pray I am able to leave even a miniscule impact to that Ms. Angelou has. RIP Maya Angelou. Thank you for everything!

This Is The Time…

clock of lifeI remember a conversation my dad and I once held. It was regarding someone I knew that was well into their adulthood and was debating whether or not they should go back to school for their undergraduate degree. While the person may have had some good ‘reasons’ as to why it wasn’t the easiest thing for them to do, my dad made the most profound statement to me. He said, “They can either leave this earth with a degree or without it”.

Fast forward about fifteen years and I was reminded of his statement on last night. Why last night? I was telephoned about an acquaintance of mine that passed away a few days prior. The acquaintance was young, kind, and full of life. I came in contact with the acquaintance almost every day of my week and in no way did I ever think I wouldn’t see this acquaintance again. While the selfish part of me wishes the acquaintance was still here, the unselfish part of me knows that we do not control what is to be.

So, how do these two short stories tie into each other? Well, I learned one valuable lesson from each. GIVE LIFE YOUR ALL! We know not what day or hour will be our last breath. But what if you knew tomorrow would be your last? Would you be able to say you gave life your all? This blog is all about following your passion; thereby owning your happiness. Are you doing that? Do you think there are some limitations to you living out your passion? The truth is, the only limitation is the thought that there is a limitation. In the words of my dad, “You can either leave this earth having lived out your passion or not” or “You can either leave this earth having given life your all or not.” The choice is yours.

This blog is no reflection of how happy the acquaintance was or was not in life (as I do not judge someone’s happiness), but the loss has impacted me to realize the importance of living every moment to the fullest. I do not know the time or the day. As individuals we must NOT allow the strife, challenges, and lack luster parts of life to deter us from doing just that. Today is no better moment to realize your passion, follow your passion, and find happiness through your passion. When I leave this earth, I pray that my eulogy includes comments of how much of me I gave life; how much happiness I pulled from it. I choose to LIVE life through my passion and my happiness. I impress upon you to do the same.

Let Go and Live Your Passion Out Loud…

storage doorsToday marks a new day for me. To some, the marking may be a bit miniscule, minor, unimportant. To me, it signifies that I have finally let go of my grieving past. In 2006, I lost my best friend who happened to be my father, Arthur Webb. I was devastated by his passing. I believe sometimes we can lose someone or something and neglect the idea that we may have gained so much with the loss. I know I never considered this fact.

Following his death I was left with the task of packing up his house, getting rid of his belongings that my family chose not to keep, and somehow start my new life. I wasn’t sure how to do that. In fact, I wasn’t even sure how I was supposed to let go and get through my grieving. What did I do? I packed up practically all his belongings and placed them in a storage. I convinced myself that I would someday use the dining room set, the photos, ten foot long record player, and everything else that was stored in it. What did I end up doing in actuality? I ended up not really using anything that was in the storage. I gave the storage company approximately $7,000 because I couldn’t let go. It wasn’t just money that I gave away though, I spent a lot of energy not letting go; mentally abusing myself by believing that if I gave or sold his items, somehow I’d be in the wrong. More importantly, I blocked my ability to spend more energy towards my passion. The same passion that was instilled in me through my father. For a period of years following his death, I didn’t write, yet I tried to figure out how or why my father wasn’t in my life. It took me until just recently to realize that in his passing, I had the opportunity to realize what I’d gained.

This posting isn’t for everyone to understand, but more so for me to relinquish my past that I held captive in my heart. I will always love my father, but what I should’ve been holding on to was the idea of how I could and can move forward with my life to make him proud. I am able to take what he taught me and integrate it into my every day living. I have made him proud in the past, during his lifetime. I have made him proud in my past, since his passing. And I will continue to make him proud through my strength, drive, determination, and ability to remain resilient. On this day, June 27, 2013, I can say I no longer have possession of the storage. I got rid of everything on yesterday. I don’t feel bad about it. I feel empowered and ready for the world. Today I can say that I have learned I can make it through even some of the toughest times in my life and come out of them stronger than before.

Bye Extra Space Storage and hello to the rest of my life!

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