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The 20%

How a year of giving changed my eyes. In the year of our Lord 2017, I resolved to give 20% of my income. At the time I was making about $54k dollars per year, living modestly and still earning more than enough. I’m an independent single adult female who lives with roommates so there aren’t many pricy responsibilities in my life.  Why I chose to do this? Well, I figured adjusting my lifestyle to accommodate for giving right off the life transition I made at the end of 2016 would be beneficial. I was new on my job and planning…

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2017 Top Ten Most DC Moments

This year’s list is a bit more lighthearted than my usual end of the year reflection. To celebrate moving into the District of Columbia I’ve decided to share my Top Ten Most DC Moments. It was the best of times and the worst of times… 10. DC Funk Parade This was an easy candidate for this list. It just screams DC. You know funk, Chuck Brown, a parade, concerts, all on U Street. I had a fun day and spotted some new artists I love (like Ressa Renee). What made this so DC? Well, the fact that is was raining…

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End of 2016

Thank God. I don’t care how you feel about 2016 and what it brought you, that sentence is still true. Be thankful. This year was a year of gifts for me. It was amazing. I started the year with one of the biggest blessings I’ve ever received. I was gifted an airline ticket to spend the holidays with my family, a ticket that took me from India to the US and back–business class. Generosity, was a constant theme for me this year. People have been overtly and overly generous to me this year. From housing, to Rio 2016, to gifts,…

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I have long fingernails

My nails are real long I have long nail beds, I have big hands. It’s hereditary. But I don’t like the fact that my nails are long. It means I haven’t been working, It means I haven’t been moving. I’m pretty sure my great grandmother didn’t have long fingernails. It’s pretty hard to pick cotton and clean clothes on a washboard And manage to have long nails. Long nails are something I can enjoy. Yes, because of my great grandmother, but also because of my grandmothers My grandmothers never wore their nails long. Cooking for 8+ kids every day wouldn’t…

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Verbal Art

A personal testimony is a journey. Since a young age I’ve been rapping and this is sort of like the recap. When people ask me about my tattoos I tell them its like they’ve always been there and someone just revealed them. Same, same. The good art just feels like its always been there, but now its just being revealed. Amazing enough you can always sing along with a song you know. So the first encounter was Praying for You by Lecrae. I knew from the first verse he was talking about himself. We’re inherently selfish aren’t we? Maybe we…

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More than ever before

Clean & Clear, Noxema, & Purpose all for the surface. That is cleaning my face for someplace I have to go. Sweats, bra, and shoes. No socks needed. That attitude’s depleted. Foundation, mascara, lip gloss–must be poppin’, but its like I’ll never finish shopping. Hair, nails, and toes All of a sudden I’ve booked shows, with no one to go…with. WITH seems to be the issue. no pain on tissues, no silent ‘I miss you’s” Just ‘you’re with…?!’ Amazing, unbelievable, congratulations I must be missing, what they’re now wishing was their WITH. Time, money, and clothes, I know it’s not…

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So comfortable.

I’m sitting here listening to my usual rap playlist and Andy Mineo’s Uncomfortable comes on. There’s been a lot more conversation about social issues in media, and I think people have finally stopped caring if their opinions will offend anyone. We are vocal in our beliefs and opinions, holding them as gold. But what happens when we take a look at Andy’s lyrics in a societal setting. I mean he doesn’t make his music for Christians only. Nobody told me you could die like this Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah Nobody told me, nobody told me…

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The Stories

As you know there are many stories from my time in Rio. So this will just be a train of thought post. I think my most memorable moment was going to Christ the Redeemer by myself and enjoying the sunset. I could have stayed up there for a very, very long time. It was my first look at Ipanema and the city from afar. It really gave me perspective on my whole trip. I could see it all in one glance. What a prayer to pray from up there. I visited the night of the opening ceremonies, so it wasn’t very…

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Mother Teresa

Today (Jan 26th) I came to visit Mother Teresa’s tomb. While the area of the city was not overly impressive, upon entering the mission the weight of the building and atmosphere was incredible. It’s not like coming into a place of worship but an overwhelming sense of oppression and gloom. I’ve prayed many times before for the gift of discernment, to understand the truth behind words, intentions, and places, but here this negative atmosphere does not seem to be unspiritual or better said, ungodly. It is just weighty. Maybe the Catholics call it purgatory… Like there is a burden of…

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Turning 30

Not going to lie these past few weeks have been tough. But there are some themes in my life right now that I can’t hide from. 1) You can’t control others. No matter how inspirational you may be, that person must still make the decision to [fill in the blank]. Threatening and down talking don’t change their point of view and don’t show that you have any more power of their situation. Honestly, it is a waste of time to put your efforts in controlling others actions. You can teach, lead by example and show the way, but they must…

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