A Quote to Inspire

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

-Marianne Williamson




Tuesday, October 5, 2010

My Weekend of Kicks and Giggles. OH, and Injuries.

I told you guys about my chase the other night correct? Well, I tried it again and was almost hit by some idiot on a motorcycle. I think I made a wrong turn on their scent which took me out onto the street and directly in front of a sleek gray and black motorcycle. The scent of the guy smelled familiar but it could have been any of the many people in this town. But me being “Miss Dare Devil” I twisted my leg and had to limp back to the house. My mom was pissed. Uncle Nathaniel almost had a coronary and Anduele only shook her head. I’ve already faced the fact that she’s told my grandfather who emailed me a day later saying he was wondering if I would care to come and see him a little early. It’s just him trying to keep his eye on me. It’s cute but not necessary.


So, the next day I went to school with a slight limp and surprisingly Denille wanted to know every detail of my injury. And I could never tell him the truth so as usual I lied. I just said I slipped while mopping the kitchen for my mom. He didn’t seem persuaded but could only take that as the explanation. I had to play it off for a few more hours that I was hurt because the pain hadn’t last long. Denille seems strange since he returned from visiting his grandfather in Louisiana. He says it’s just being jet lagged but I’m not so sure.

That Saturday night we attended a party given by Ashton. Ash tries to go all out every time he throws one it’s just this time I actually went to one. I allowed Tala to dress me because I didn’t know what to wear to a Miami Theme party. Apparently, naked is the choice of dress because that’s how I felt. So, after she dragged me down the stairs, Denille got me into the car. I had a blast. Ash had so much security that I thought one time the President was there. We had to go through them then show our invites that had to be scanned. Who does all that for a party? ASHTON BARR! LOL…He was a great host. There was food and music and drinks (non-alcoholic). Not to mention an endless supply of eyes on me. I could have done without those. Luckily, Ash placed us in V.I.P. so I had a great view of the entire place.





              Before the Party!










There were too many people! LOL










And even with all the eyes on me I felt my shadow watching. Whoever they were they made sure to stay clear of me. I never caught their scent but knew they were there. Funny, the vibe I’m picking up does not seem dangerous. Nothing threatening at all but still all the same they are hiding from me. Watching at a distance. I wonder what they want and why they won’t just do whatever it is there here to do. It’s annoying. But I had fun, and eventually my concentration on the shadow went away. We danced and laughed all night. Tala and I finally made it home around three AM. My mom wasn’t waiting up. Anduele was not in her usual chair painting and the aunts weren’t on high alert waiting for news and every detail of my night. I kicked off my shoes and fell into the bed. CLOTHED!

We I have to go now, I have an exam to study for so until the next time have a good one and I’ll keep you informed on the shadow.

-Karah

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