I am a woman with a voice . . . (listen).

This spoken word is about discovery, about men and women, our present and our future. It’s an invitation to men to man-up with love, and to women to risk being more of who we really are. It’s about me and you. It’s about the power we all have, no matter what we have faced, to take a stand in love. (It’s also about the fruits that can get harvested as a 50 year old woman!)

Diamonds from Dynamite

God doesn’t give us anything by mistake
not fear, not fury, not hate.

Those who say hatred is “evil”
are negating
with their own hatred
this holy truth:
That hatred is one of the shapes taken
in being human.

Hatred takes form when all else fails,
the frontier of last resort,
where anger and will are throttled,
where the force
of misunderstanding
between us
swallows all hope.

There,
in one cataclysmic blow
*the source of light compresses*
forging a black hole,
that hides, itself,
in a small black vault deep inside us.

We are universal in this.
In hatred.
As hatred, itself, is universal.
Masquerading as a sharp, cutting weapon,
it holds a hidden sea of black jewels.
Only if we open the door to the vault.

To find God,
in other words,
look in unlikely places.
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