Happy Birthday to me! 38 years, wow...when did that happen? I’m filled with gratitude and blessings. Asé Tamla
Daily’s #1
Rest well, Chadwick Boseman…and Thank You!
In general, I think about purpose a lot. My own purpose, the purpose of others and our purpose on this planet. I regularly remind and encourage my students to think about and explore their purpose, as well. Recently, after learning about Chadwick Boseman’s passing my social media fields were full of his messages, his wisdom. I watched and rewatched, listened and re-listened to his Howard University Homecoming Speech. His words were simple, true and resonated with my whole being.
Motherhood: A Little Over a Year
It's been just over a year since I started this blog 12raisins, and just over a year since I became a mother. Both are still works in progress. The blogging is coming along. I'm trying to be more consistent but the mothering does get in the way. Just over a year later and it's still exhausting. … Continue reading Motherhood: A Little Over a Year
Curried Chickpeas ok…Curried Mung Bean Sprouts maybe? 🤷🏾♀️
I recently recieved mung bean sprouts in my organic basket of fruit and vegetable goodies from Mama Earth. Mung bean sprouts are unfamiliar to me, but determined not to waste food I needed to figure out what to do with them.
I’m Library People
As a child my family and I spent a lot of time there. Every Saturday we found ourselves at the Cedarbrae Public Library, partaking in the free programming they offered. For us, the library was an inexpensive place for families to read, learn, and have fun. I got to borrow and read a lot of books, watch puppet shows and, listen to storytellers with my mom and siblings. We didn’t have much, but we had the library, which was a whole lot.
9 months
Nine months postpartum, I’m a heavier version of myself. I weigh more than I ever have In my life. I weigh more than when I was pregnant. But it’s ok. Well, it’s not ok…I don’t like it.
Drafts, Manuscripts and Coffee
I’ve never been much of a coffee drinker. Actually, I’ve never been a coffee drinker at all. I never felt I needed it, nor did I like it very much. But during that week of early commutes downtown, after sleepless nights with a baby...I was excited to get my daily mocha. I felt like I’d joined some exclusive crew, that I’d never been apart of.
2018 Check-In
I felt as though I was in a rut. I felt quite unmotivated and couldn’t muster the energy to write, anything. I felt like I wasn’t accomplishing what I’d set out to achieve in terms of my writing goals. This feeling has passed however, and six months into 2018, I look back and realize that I’ve written about 12 blogs so far. How can I feel down about that? At this halfway mark, in 2018, with only 12 more months to go of maternity leave, it’s important that I reevaluate my writing goals. I need to use my time effectively. I’m writing, great. But, what am I writing? What do I want to write? I already know the answer to that question. I want to write children’s stories...picture books...children’s literature.
A Year of Trimesters: The Third Trimester
I feel like my body isn’t mine. It’s its own entity, doing it’s own thing. I try to breathe through it all. Everything I thought I would want to do while in labour is gone. My plans of dancing this baby out, gone. All I want to do is lie down. But it doesn’t work. Not much offers any release. Only during the breaks between contractions, do I feel no pain. I’m rubbed and massaged. I try to dance, for a bit...but then another contraction rocks my body.
A Year of Trimesters: The First Trimester
It’s spring. There are blossoms everywhere. I’ve always loved Spring. Always thought it to be a beautiful prelude to the warmth to come. This particular Spring I have an extra spring in my step, literally. The birds chirp more loudly. Blossoms shine more brightly and even look bigger. I am filled with quiet optimism.
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