Fearfully Made ©

I fear rejection
disappointment and disappointing
I fear success
perceived expectations
I fear love
the completeness and fullness of it being condition-less
I fear trusting being vulnerable
I fear failing
too scared to let it end
I fear loss
everything I love leaves
I fear death
of passion, unfulfilled dreamsI fear not being who I was meant to be
I fear the intention of my existence
my life's purpose
I fear the war within, uncertain of who will emerge the victor
I fear being alone
would rather have it on my terms
I am fear-fully made in the image of perfect love
in need of perfected love--compassion
make me fear-less
©

Passionate Nights

So, last night I was in Tulsa at the invitation of a friend. I made the hour drive to attend and "perform" at an event she'd help organize. The same nerves I got reading the invite she sent to my inbox stirred in my belly last night before the MC said my name (incorrectly). I took the stage with my notebook in my hands. I took a less spiritual approach in the words I chose to share with the audience. I chose to share a piece I've titled "My First Lady is Black" (I may post it at a later date). The audience seemed to enjoy it. Their compliments fed my ego and allayed some on my nerves *smirk*

I am diggin' who I am becoming...right before my own eyes! The more I do these types of events the more I feel Kanye and understand the meaning of G.O.O.D. music (whatever mode expression). It is so fulfilling to Get Out (Y)our Dreams! Looking forward to what is ahead!

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.---Henry David Thoreau