SHARE YOUR WORLD – 2015 WEEK #29

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

At first like most little girls I wanted to be a Mommy, then as I got older an Artist and later on a Writer. Never married so no children. I am a writer and an artist of sorts. I work as a security guard in a museum so I’m a starving artist/writer.

What was your favorite food as a child? Do you eat it now?

Chocolate and yes I still eat it. Fried chicken. I still eat that too even though I’m not supposed to but life is no fun without some food vices.

If you were invisible, where would you go?

I’d go out at midnight to the darkest, most nitty gritty rough neighborhoods in New York and take photos.

Would you rather forget everyone else’s name all the time or have have everyone for your name all the time?

Actually neither one. However now that I am older I do forget people’s names but I remember faces very well. Guess that is just aging. For some strange reason at work I get called Barbara, Brenda, Michelle, Pamela every name except DeBorah even though I’ve worked there over 7 years. Also the supervisors and the Dispatch office gets me mixed up with other African American female guards in the workplace. Sometimes I feel like saying, No We Don’t All Look Alike! But I correct them right away. I wish they’d just look at my ID card then there would be no confusion. My Asian co-workers have the same problem. People on the job mix up the Filipinas and Chinese women all the time.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I’m grateful for having the opportunity to take some wonderful pictures of Central Park and the New York skyline. Also I got some good news today so I’m looking forward to a special gift in the mail.

Gonna Make you Sweat!!

On July 20, 2015 By dancingpalmtreesIn C+C Music Factory - Gonna Make You Sweat, Gatorade, Ice Water, Kitty cats, Melted Chocolate6 Comments

C+C Music Factory – Gonna Make You Sweat

https://youtu.be/LaTGrV58wec

Just walking from my house to the laundromat to pick up my laundry I nearly became a melted pool of dark sweet chocolate. 95 degrees in Brooklyn, NY! Gives new meaning to the song, Gonna Make you Sweat!” Bring on the Ice Cold Water and Cool Refreshing Gatorade!! LOL!!

I must go out again for kitty litter! If only I could teach my cats Sylvester & Weezer to use the toilet!

Photo courtesy of Howtomeltchocolate.com

Dunes of the Sahara

On July 20, 2015 By dancingpalmtreesIn Africa, African American Queen, African Goddess, Cats, Dead Can Dance~~The Host of Seraphim, Motherland, North America, Savannah, Spirit2 Comments

Dead Can Dance – The Host of Seraphim

https://youtu.be/ZxK_an_tysc

I must return to the Savannahs of the Motherland from whence I was birthed eons ago.

Big cats all around me.

Sleep easy.

Bones buried in sand dunes.

Spirit soars.

Ladies, Don’t Give Abusive Men Power over Your Life

On July 18, 2015 By dancingpalmtreesIn divorce, husband, marriage, partnership, wife4 Comments

An Open Letter to a Sister in Marital Distress

Keyshia Cole – I Remember

The First Person to Forgive is You.

We are sisters separated by continents but united in our hearts.

You have been on my heart all weekend. I hate to see you sad and upset. I believe with all my heart and soul that you did your best in your marriage and with your child.

Sometimes when spouses are at odds with each other one person manipulates the other through the child. As much as you Love your husband and knowing you have been faithful and loyal to him for 30+ years he has not held up his end of the bargain. The contract is now null and void.

Despite his supposed mental illness and having had a minor stroke he still has the ability to take care of his personal business, his mother and your son. I don’t like saying this but I firmly believe he poisoned your son’s mind against you. That is calculated, thought out and planned. The cruel painful things he says to you, the way he neglects you yet expects you to obey his every wish and desire is evil.

It has gotten to the point where you feel shame and guilt when you should not. After all you did the best you could. You lay yourself on the marriage altar sacrificing your name, homeland, family, faith to unite with him in marriage. Obviously his reasons for getting married were not the same as yours.

Yes there were mistakes but we are all human and no relationship is without errors. But true Love overlooks mistakes and sees the good in the person. As you already know he no longer loves you. No man would treat a woman he is married to that way. He must take responsibility for his actions. Marriage is a partnership not a master/slave thing.

It’s time for you to shine. I know that it is difficult to let go of any relationship that you have invested time and effort but if he is not willing to support you or care for you then it is time for him to hit the road. It is like you are carrying dead weight and you should not have to do that. Why continue to punish yourself? Why live with self-doubt. You have made time for everyone else in this world now it is time to take care of you and your needs. The only other people in this world that you should devote yourself to are your parents. Stop giving your husband permission to hurt you emotionally and psychologically.

I’ve walked down a similar road with a 7 year common-law marriage to an abusive man. As much as it hurt the day he left me was probably the best day of my life and the beginning of focusing on me, myself & I and of course my brother Stephen.

I stepped out on faith and have not looked back but to bless the day I began to regain my sanity and sense of self. The relationship ended in 2007 but the hurt and pain went on for a while but with God’s help I made it through. Last year 2014 was the first time I felt free inside from the ugly way he made me feel about myself. You too can be free but you must be willing to take that first difficult step but trust I will be right there with you. I am a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on. You can make it. We can make it.

Love,

From a Woman who has been there and back.