I dreamt of you, again Saw your eyes while mine were closed I felt you in my space Felt the warmth beneath my soul I struggle with possibilities Could I have gotten this so wrong? Am I confusing realities? Did I stray too far from home? Heart flutters and palpitates Not the same as my wedding day More like when I birthed my cubs But in reverse, if I must say Not like they birthed me But I was born, birthed somehow Nestled deep within you As God configured my smile What joy it

How I Unknowingly Followed A Mother's Scent For 30 Years It started when I was a very young girl. I couldn't tell you what it was back then, but there was a pull that went beyond the mother I knew. I would feel this pull beyond my bedroom, past the bathroom; it wasn't pulling me to the living room, where my entire family was, nor was it leading me to the bedroom of the mother I knew. I would get to the front door and stare. The pull I have felt for as long as I could r

#HowTo Have ChildLike Faith

One of the hardest things to experience in life is deception. Deception has many faces and intentions, but do you know one major thing that all deception does? Deception erases. Deception erases the truth, it erases identity, it erases reality. If you Google “to be deceived,” you will read, “To be deceived is to be misled or tricked into believing something that is not true, often due to a false impression or a lie. It involves being caused to believe something false, which c

How to Love Yourself!

Life is just a game of tennis; what you serve is what you get. It was a glorious morning playing tennis with my husband and children. I was growing exhausted chasing the tennis ball to each corner of the court. Afraid to give up, I stretched my body and swung as hard as possible, hitting the ball out of the court and into the grass a few meters away. It was then that I felt a release. In my mind, I wasn’t playing against my husband; I was playing against myself, and I was aim

This is a letter I wrote for the woman I believe is my birth mother—on her birthday. It’s full of hope, honesty, and the ache of years apart

How many times have you asked, “Why me?” How many times have you questioned your circumstances, “How much longer?”

(A short story of a mother’s heart and a sister’s bond)

An introductory course about Thee Soul-See-Ologist, Amelia Renee, he journey and calling.

This blog is a testimony of truth and surrender in the midst of isolation and defamation.