If I wrote from my heart... Your body would shiver with pain. If I wrote from my heart... Your mind would speculate with confusion. If I wrote from my heart... Your lungs would struggle to find its next breath. If I wrote from my heart... Your veins would strain to feel the blood that flows... Continue Reading →
What is your ball? Inspired by Misha Horsey
We attended a conference in Philadelphia, PA in which PCRadio Live was honoring several people for their work in the community. During this event, I had the great pleasure of meeting a young lady by the name of Misha Horsey. Misha Horsey is the co-founder of Pro Bound Training that teaches young female athletes from... Continue Reading →
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Life
I once knew a boy that skated through life. His wheels of convenience rode him to many destinations. ~TanyaG
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Hell of a Maze – My Plan Not My Purpose (part 5)
my body is so weak, fragile and broken that I did not have the strength to go through the door
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What is Freedom? (6)…2 min. read
Early morning walks at the Historical Martin Luther King Center is an experience that most do not have the privilege. This day is cool, slightly breezy with an overcast. It's beautiful out here. I can feel the cool air caressing my skin making me feel alive. I am taking deep breaths, clearing my mind, and... Continue Reading →
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LOST
My heart racing Thumping Vibrating my eardrum Will I make it through? Sweating Remembering Why? What happened? What caused it? Should I inhale? Leave?! Deep breathes Calming thoughts Outweighed Breathing slows Thoughts increase Fight, fight, fight Fight thoughts. Fight him. Fight it. Lying down but body still erect Emotions skip To another body until it’s over -TanyaG... Continue Reading →
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My Plan Not My Purpose (4)…2 min. read
Just as I was about to settle into my new freedom another thorn stabbed me deeply. I awoke abruptly from my spell.
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My Plan Not My Purpose (3)…2 min. read
As I walked each day to clear my head and shed the tears of regret, I begin to devise a way to say "I messed up. I am sorry. I am lost to my next step."
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My Plan Not My Purpose (2)…2 min. read
My plan, not my purpose had me embarrassed and angry at the position I had placed myself in.
