Homemade

• I slept in until the last drop of sun sheathed the bedroom.

• Prayer and meditation from the bed.

• Zinc, Vitamin D, Vitamin C, water, and elderberry tea.

• It's been a while since I wrote here. For over three months now, I have been battling sickness with exaggerated flu/COVID-like symptoms that have ached through my body, a throbbing ailment doctors can't seem to identify, and one I can't seem to wriggle from under.

• I've been writing and reading.

• I've been healing and reflecting.

• It is cold in New Orleans and a full-breath type of fall: the branches wane, leaves yellow as they drift to the earth, and the intensely blue sky gives way to softer Jazz and nestled thoughts. I am smiling and coughing as I write this and looking forward to enjoying this weather.

• I just finished Jordan Harper's 'My Savage Year'. It might very well be the most incredible mystery/thriller short story I have ever read. Yikes!

• The last good homemade meal was mushroom ravioli with grilled Brussels sprouts, sauteed white onions, baby bella mushrooms, and roasted garlic in a red pepper almond pesto sauce, with a sweet chili grilled lion’s manes and a strawberry salad.

• Wonderful things are also happening in my life, but ain't that always the case: extraordinary lightness juxtaposed against considerable heaviness?

• The song, 'Hammer and Felt' by Beneath The Mountain, is on repeat.

• Yoruba & Ifa.

• The nation is split and outraged and hurting on both sides. (so is K-Dot)

• Palm up, heart open, prayer for the grace of another day.

• Everyone is problematic to a cause.

• Everyone is a hero to a cause.

• Orange juice & Cheezits.

  With all my heart…Té