I’ve had the privilege to travel to many different places since that first cruise both domestically and internationally. I actually received a prophetic word about it. A woman who I esteem said she saw me on airplanes. I was skeptical because at the time, I was knee-deep in grief and did not see myself willy-nilly vacationing. But that was exactly what happened and ended up being a vital part of my healing.
As soon as I heard the Hawaiian people’s native calls echoing in the atmosphere, chills caressed my arms and my mind flashed back to a time where I didn’t even exist when African tribal groups released a similar sound. I knew in that moment, we were all the same. So many cultures have that same history of tribal people groups, navigating the land God gave them, being good to it, and reaping from the benefit of those nurturing acts. The land was good to them and in return, it flourished.
Some 18 years ago I met some people who would become “forever friends”. I know this because they told me so. Sadly, at the time of, I admit that I wasn’t a believer of the term. At a young age I had already experienced rejection by my peers which caused extreme trust issues that only… Continue reading A Family Affair
I’m in Arizona right now visiting friends. The same friend I was maid of honor to just last year. The same friend who has relentlessly pursued me in the course of my grief and devastation. When I learned my mom passed away she flew in from Haiti within days. 1,633 miles. She was on a… Continue reading The Beautiful Challenge
I arrive after my 3rd and final flight. I’m here. I was emotional crossing the Atlantic as this was my first real trip out of the country. But I made it. I successfully make my way through customs, even dodging the $10 fee as I was mistaken for a Haitian. That would be the first… Continue reading Hope for Haiti