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New Venture

Aug11

I have been tossing around the idea of starting my own home based business for a while now, and I have finally made the decision to make it happen.  I am proud to announce that Elite Administrative Consulting is no longer just a thought that floats in and out of my head from time to time.  I’m excited….. I’m nervous…..I’m actually going to do this.

Welcome to the world EAC, we are going to do great things together.

Harlem [Dream Deferred] – Langston Hughes

Jan31

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

Langston Hughes

This entry was posted on 01/31/2014, in Inspired.

Detox

Nov2

So, I need to lose 20 to 30 pounds by the wedding.  I’m starting this journey at a very awkward time.  I’m starting it right at the cusp of the holiday season.  Why??  I wish I had an answer, but I don’t .  So what I’m thinking I want to do is a 5 day detox (wish me luck.) Then I’m thinking I want to do a “reboot” and juice for 15 to 30 days.  

We will see how this goes.  I will keep you updated.

 

 

This entry was posted on 11/02/2013, in Inspired.

Inspiration

Nov19

I have, for as long as I can remember, always Ben obsessed with the written word. A couple of my favorite poets are Langston Hughes and, ofcourse, Dr. Maya Angelou.  Over time they have both inspired me in their own ways and in any ways their works boldly express how I felt in ways I couldn’t.  One of my favorite Maya Angelou poems is…

Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

 

Negro Speaks of Rivers

Nov18

One of my favorite poets is Langston Hughes.  Since I don’t have a whole lot to say tonight, I figured I share one with you guys.  Enjoy.

Negro Speaks of Rivers
I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
flow of human blood in human veins

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen its muddy
bosom turn all golden in the sunset

I’ve known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

Smooches…
Beauti

Beauty Unleashed….

Nov15

Every woman yearns to be beautiful both inside and out and yet we can’t seem to find the magic formula. Despite the unparalleled opportunities for freedom, happiness and fulfillment available to women, many continue to stay mired in depression, anger and hopelessness. To protect our heart, we have learned to lock away our natural God-given beauty by pretending to be the person the world would approve of. God created us in His image, and the essence of God is beauty; therefore, you and I are beautiful. It is already there; we just need to allow the touch of God to reveal it to us and unleash it.