Babies in pretty pastel suits and dresses filtered the sidewalks two weeks ago. That's right Easter came and went so fast. Now I didn't dress up, I wore pastel but cut off jeans and beat up shoes did me just fine.
The Awakening Spiritual community embraced me with open arms, even waited for me as I made it in from being lost. DC roads always get me turned around.
I was a bit nervous because Rev. Erika asked me to read poetry. I actually tried to memorize the poem but if you were there you saw that didn't really happen. ;) But I read a poem on religion, at least my interpretation of how I feel and how I fit into it. I tend to look more at the spiritual side. The poem expressed my distaste with religious acts and tendencies. After my poetry reading; a good word from Rev. Erika, brilliant music from the minister of sounds Village Child and good. good. potluck food to round off the festivities.
*The message consisted of focusing on your path and knowing that truly any and everything that has happened in your life has supposed to happen, divine reasoning if you will. If we center ourselves and/or gravitate toward positivity, positivity will be produced.
Rev. Erika, I totally dug the message. It's so true!
Snippet of poem:
I say amen before I begin to pray
Screw the order, sorta like screw religion
Yup that's my decision
Like the physical train on tracks it has no vision, only on a mission for destination
So don't be devastated if there is a mistake or someone decides to take
That your suffrage from following blindly
Question silently and refuse to say no to parent implanted roots
Judge not till ya glide a sky in my boots
It's not what best suits or for those who stoop to follow nor swallow the words with no consciousness (cont.)
The Awakening Spiritual community embraced me with open arms, even waited for me as I made it in from being lost. DC roads always get me turned around.
I was a bit nervous because Rev. Erika asked me to read poetry. I actually tried to memorize the poem but if you were there you saw that didn't really happen. ;) But I read a poem on religion, at least my interpretation of how I feel and how I fit into it. I tend to look more at the spiritual side. The poem expressed my distaste with religious acts and tendencies. After my poetry reading; a good word from Rev. Erika, brilliant music from the minister of sounds Village Child and good. good. potluck food to round off the festivities.
*The message consisted of focusing on your path and knowing that truly any and everything that has happened in your life has supposed to happen, divine reasoning if you will. If we center ourselves and/or gravitate toward positivity, positivity will be produced.
Rev. Erika, I totally dug the message. It's so true!
Snippet of poem:
I say amen before I begin to pray
Screw the order, sorta like screw religion
Yup that's my decision
Like the physical train on tracks it has no vision, only on a mission for destination
So don't be devastated if there is a mistake or someone decides to take
That your suffrage from following blindly
Question silently and refuse to say no to parent implanted roots
Judge not till ya glide a sky in my boots
It's not what best suits or for those who stoop to follow nor swallow the words with no consciousness (cont.)