Life. Love. Wants. Desires. The more that I marinate in season, the hotter ‘my fire. And I’m not talking about “the change.” I’m having hot flashes, but menopause ain’t his name.

Please feel me. Good love can heal thee.

I should know, I hurt my back doing laundry the other day, but percale aerobics worked that glitch out-and-away.

I am thankful for that — there were calories burned, and I arose with less fat. Oh, snap!

The news is full of gloom, so turn it off. Vaccinations are on way – please steer clear of all coughs.

In the meantime, stay inside and dimensionally work-it-out. Life is doing her thing — resist unnecessary pout. Give all issues to God; He’ll work them out. Don’t forget to ask for endurance for “the percale bounce.” 

You know that I like it! Of course, I’d use a low-key Friday to invoke high feelings. Yield no energy to going-out today, instead stay-in for sexual healing. 

There I said it. Please tell me that you are not reading this out loud — at church, in the car with kids, or a subway in front of a crowd?

If you are doing any of that then you are quite the interesting goer. I am a woman of polls, do tell how’d the “out-loud reading” go over?

If you’re shy, you should give it a try. Read Griot aloud, like a DEF POETRY JAM vibe.

That –ish would be live and I’d listen. Let your words about reflective verbs flow and glisten. 

And It Just Gets Better; life, love, and understanding emotions — learning to love the water and swim across oceans. Life is literally a day at the beach; Do Not Drown in the motions.

If you want to kick-life-up a notch engage in meditation and daily devotion. It rocks!

I began this morning as focused as any go-getter,

I’m Qui

Life is doing her thing, unity will again ring, And It Just Gets Better.