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Did You Catch a Wink?

In Communication, Dream Journal, education, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on November 29, 2020 at 7:38 am

Over the last few days, especially over the Thanksgiving week, I noticed the online pulse of activity began to fall weak.

What is it that thou are doing? Pray thee tell. Are we no longer in a handbasket directly addressed to hell?

I’m asking because online activity numbers indicate – folks are no longer online all day.

God is good, and I’ve got to say: “Hooray!” — No “hip-hip” will preface my celebrate.

The other day I read that saying “hip hip” before “hooray” is connected to a bit of racial play.

Had you ever… did you know as much? Go ahead and click the pic and tighten up. 

It’s okay if you didn’t know the true origins — of how a lot of our American sayings began.

I didn’t either — but then knowledge crawled up on me like a spider

and I yelled, “ouch!” To ease these terms into everyday conversation is like offering gout.

Thank God that racism is not gastrointestinal. Though if it were, would folk be more confessional?

I mean, have you seen folks who suffer from gout? Random walking is not what they’re about.

Gout is painful, as are racist connotations in any setting. — Are you sure your friends won’t think you’re a racist? Hm. You are betting.

The good news is: social media is at a lull, and the numbers are low. So, please take this moment to read more during your to and fro.

The last 4-years pushed you to run behind the eight-ball of headlines. The pulse feels like “we can take a break now,” — and things will be fine.

So we’ve put down our phones, tablets, and the laptop’s too, to kick it with family, old friends, and new.

Is that what you did? Pray thee tell. Did you? — Well, I’m not tripping because I did it too.

I have also been sleeping better, my dreams are far more calming. Just a few weeks ago (over the last year to fo’) my dreams were a bit alarming.

Not all dreams are charming, nor is every day. I pray the online decongestion is our new normal day.

Folks: we have family, friends, pets, and the likes — we should not be online from the birth-of-morn to the dead-of-night. We both know it ain’t right.

So, this weekend when I noticed the online-coast-was-clear and that every digital storefront was open, but not many visitors were near —

the feeling of a new pulse washed over me. I thanked God for the moment and all that it can be.

Then I thought about you, “Did you catch a wink?” I hope you did – you deserve it; running behind the eight-ball stinks.

 

 

A new wind is coming in, it feels good, please do inhale,
I’m Qui
Good morning my sweet — keep moving towards heaven and away from hell.

Close your eyes and take a moment to meditate; take a moment to think.
You’ve held on tight, and things will work out alright – go ahead and catch a wink.

Living The Dream

In Communication, Dream Journal, Griot, Networking, News, Self Improvement on October 14, 2019 at 6:36 am

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Are you still dreaming when you go to sleep,
right after you “pray to the Lord your soul to keep?.’

I am. Prayer and dreams aren’t wrong.
Then I awake to research meanings of WHAT is going on.

This weekend I had several dreams, though I’m going to speak on two,
I dreamt one revolving around fam and one revolving around me too.

The first one was a 2For: I saw my nephew and cousin whom I love a lot;
their vehicles were flooded out (by excessive rain) in a parking lot.

The parking lot is a place of stop; there’s not too much that moves.
Both beloveds were with their vehicles; my nephew’s was flooded to the roof.

My cousin’s vehicle was further in the parking lot and on a slight hill.
In the dream he responded to my concern that he was ‘melancholy about the ill.’

Not scared, just concerned.
My nephew, also responded in a tone ‘less than burned.’

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Are you flooded out with EMOTIONAL STRESS?

That’s good news, because research tells me that water equals emotions and feelings.
Both beloveds were consumed by the water, both are believers in divine endings.

The end of the dream delivered me to consciousness/waking up.
I grabbed my phone upon opening my eyes and started texting-it up.

I don’t graduate from the university until next May,
so I allowed my Psychology knowledge to rule the day.

My cousin and nephew responded on cue
and confirmed the dream is a comparable view.

Each man also said, he is “working things out.
I asked for no details of what their situations are about.

Because I don’t need to know.
I have my own dreams to reverse engineer and sew.

The next night I dreamed that I was sitting on a school bus
with my hand over my mouth. What’s the messaging fuss?

I looked it up and found several says
that assure me “foul conversation” is in play.

Huh? What does that mean?
I took a few more minutes to comprehend the dream.

Basically what I learned after many research hours
is that someone will try to coheres from my lips: conversation-sour.

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I shared the dream and meaning with a confidant and vowed that “ill conversation” will find me being still.
24-hours later my confidant called me and said “rumored conversation” was on the prow trying to reputation kill.

Huh? What does that mean?
My confidant was being beckoned by authorities on the scene.

There is an official investigation in-progress over an intentional lie.
Though it did not concern me, the accused is an apple of my eye.

My confidant woke up the next day to trouble at the door.
The dream I shared with them prior, was hardly theory anymore.

It was manifested real.
Allegations included a familia feel.

This isn’t the MATRIX and no one took any pills; dreams are a reflective clue
of what-in-the-world is going on as it pertains to those you love and you.

Maybe not all dreams have a message – but a great deal of them do.
I’m Qui
Living The Dream starring Me and about You.

My Monday Morning Jo

In Communication, Dream Journal, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on October 8, 2018 at 5:45 am

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Sip INITIATIVE today.

Good morning baby. You look adorable when you sleep.
Let me slip out of the bed and make you something to eat.

A beautiful day is on the horizon with no pending “Oh Boys.”
Reminding me that out of tragedy — God produces unmeasurable joy.

I feel it. I’m encompassed in it. I’m wearing good love like a blanket.
A new day is upon us. Did you rise early and tell God thanks, yet?

Do you still pray and meditate?
It’s the first thing I do at the start of each day.

It really works!
So with this day, I’ve intentions to flirt.

This weekends film shooting went well.
I’m all about showing, fewer words; less tell.

It was great. I am pleased with the sound that we reeled.
The shotgun mic had more reverb than I like – but I loved that boom mic appeal.

It has a solid-sound, rich in feel and it resonated nice.
For this project, I prefer the boom over wireless lava mics.

I endeavor to pull a full-bodied sound with clarity.
Still, I felt a little shy when the camera is staring at me.

This latest piece is an introduction documentary.
“Griot is Key,” is designed to introduce me.

It’s a short film, it’s entertaining and telling.
Life is no crystal stair and I’m not belling.

Good morning sweetheart. You look adorable when you sleep.
Any chance that you sugarplum danced; any chance that you dreamed?

I did, in fact, I do it all of the time.
Then I wake up and share my dreams in rhyme.

Yesterday’s morning rise had no yawns to spare.
The first words out of my mouth were: “I dreamed I killed a polar bear.”

I recalled the dream in great detail to my bed-mate
and we discussed the meaning of it in bed, while we ate.

Insightful stuff.

Polar bears aren’t my rival;
to dream about killing one points to my survival.

Good morning my love. I’m ready to start this new week,
I’m Qui
I missed you, I love you – let this Griot hug you.

Consider keeping a journal to jot your dreams.
If nothing else to sip on what it means.