Now…

Times Like These…

Times like these…

We reflect and reconvene.

Assess in disbelief.

Life hardly what it seems.

Fighting for good air just to breathe.

A space where we can dream.

A light for us to see.

Maybe hope to just believe.

Times like these…

We discover who we are.

Forced to scan our hearts.

Find our purpose and why started.

Times like these…

We grow selfless to play our part.

The individual can only go so far.

But together we can conquer all…

I’ve Learned…

I’ve learned to let go…

Somethings are unexplainable and the point of life is to grow.

Not to capture it all, now that’s the ego…

We want to prove them wrong.

Show them that we’re strong….

“Them” never existed all along.

Walking around singing other’s songs.

Chasing symbols of success.

We know how to filter it best.

Meanwhile waking up with an empty feeling in our chest.

Not postable?….

I guess…

Darkness to Light

It’s amazing to me.

The same spot I started my dreams.

I meet a homeless man asleep.

We all connected in life.

Like the relationship of darkness to light…

~Jay Caniel

I was five years old when I made a promise to my late brother Lesroy to be great. We had a conversation that day that would change my life forever. This location and conversation is beautifully illustrated in my first book “One Person Away”. Every time I visit home, I spend at least 30-45 minutes sitting in this bus stop writing. I’m forever grateful for the words, insights, and wisdom the universe uses to pass through me. To the Most High, thank you.

Humility…

Humility…

Staying low like the sea.

So the rivers and streams dump into me.

Humility…

Daily anonymous deeds.

Done with the intentions to improve or to free…

No attachment to praise.

No insecurities at play.

Just an ideal way…

Unchained…

I think the hating is just a part.

Of a successful journey and walk.

I think love sets us apart.

The courage to dream lies deep in our hearts.

Each step more aware of who we are.

So now we unafraid.

Building legacies in our names.

Inspiring all humans to do the same.

Free and unchained…

I have these thoughts…

These dreams.

That won’t go away or hide…

Why do we ignore the questions we have inside?

Why do we play to the crowd?

Shy away from our crowns?

Why do we question the genius we possess?

Often settling for less.

Are you good if today you met your death?