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New Moon, New Start
New Moon, New Start
It’s been a long time. I shouldn’t have left you… Keep going if you know the words. Meanwhile, I’ll just bob my head and smile. It has been a while. And since I’ve last appeared in this space, I’ve been out and about in the world collecting experiences. My most recent one was a glorious trip to Sesimbra, Portugal with my cousins. I may write more about that later. Brown beauties in Portugal.…
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200 pages down.
I’m 2/3s of the way done with Pearl’s book. I’ve been on a first name basis with her since I began this journey.
Reading it makes me wonder how much wisdom gets lost because women don’t share their most intimate thoughts? Either aloud or in writing? Many of us live our lives, and simply figure out the hard shit as we go along.
Some read the self-help gurus say, and I’m sure there’s plenty of…
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Why cocostudio?
Why cocostudio?
I can’t recall if Cean or John or figured it out first. We were high school classmates, and for one reason or another Cean I think (or maybe John) saw my name written out: Nicole Collier. Doodling or something, he noted the co in Nicole and the Co in Collier. In that instant, the nickname Coco was born.
It didn’t catch on. Well not really, anyway. People have always called me whatever suited…
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Poem for Flight (Becky Birtha)
Reposting because it's Just. So. Good. (hat tip to NotesFromTheGarden for the introduction, and CocoStudio as the OP)
There will come a day—
it is not far off now—
when you wake in the morning and know
you were meant to be happy
and that you want it
more than you want
things, or memories
any concrete place called home
all the strings of the past that fasten you,
more than you want
justice or pride:
your old clay image of yourself
or the faint chance
that all that has gone wrong
may still change.
It is you who hold
the power to change.
And whatever it is that holds you
whatever it is you think you cannot live without
the time has come to open your hands and
let it go.
Run
flee
disappear
break loose
take wing
fly by night
move like a meteor
be gone.
If you fear it will never be possible
think of Harriet
who traveled alone
the first time
who finally freed three hundred people
but first
had to free
herself.

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