Birth of a Vision…

While I walked the streets homeless cold and with no destination in sight! Was I lost? Was I just desperate? Was I dreaming? Or did God reveal my dream to me? I looked up into obliviousness and it came to me like a note in a bottle drifting out at sea… Out of nowhere a vision was born, I am a bag lady, not only in the sense of being homeless but my emotional baggage. Big ups to Erika Badu… It took me a while to catch on to the lyrics in her rendition of the song, Bag Lady but now I realize the destiny and connection. How much was too heavy for me to carry before I let go?

*Miss Yvonne*


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