<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:18:25.489-05:00</updated><category term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>Will You Come Inside My Mind...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3213617364201384126</id><published>2009-03-04T13:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:55:30.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does It Really Mean To Love a Black Man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I’m Your Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though right now you can’t buy me diamonds and pearls&lt;br /&gt;take me on trips around the world&lt;br /&gt;I’m still proud to say&lt;br /&gt;I’m your girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a blessing to have you as a part of my life&lt;br /&gt;and I blush at the thought of becoming your wife&lt;br /&gt;You’re just that special to me&lt;br /&gt;and I pray you really really see&lt;br /&gt;the joy you bring to my heart&lt;br /&gt;the happiness I feel just having you a part&lt;br /&gt;of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Even during those times when it seems&lt;br /&gt;we should go our separate way&lt;br /&gt;we somehow manage to stay together&lt;br /&gt;and work through the stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good&lt;br /&gt;so as we should&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks to Him for you&lt;br /&gt;and all the special things you do for me&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds and pearls&lt;br /&gt;trips around the world&lt;br /&gt;are not things this girl needs!&lt;br /&gt;No indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not unless we can have them together&lt;br /&gt;cause I plan on loving you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so proud to have you in my world&lt;br /&gt;but even prouder to say&lt;br /&gt;I’m your girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright  Andrea Marina Thomas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3213617364201384126?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3213617364201384126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3213617364201384126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3213617364201384126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3213617364201384126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-does-it-really-mean-to-love-black.html' title='What Does It Really Mean To Love a Black Man...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2361974245060096167</id><published>2009-02-17T00:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:11:24.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>Oh look at you! You are so beautiful! My have I missed you! Let's make an earnest effort to stay close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding myself having to let go of a lot of things in this new year. Purge. Interesting that what appears on the outside happens inside first. Since this is true, there is no wonder that my digestive system began the purging first. Or should I say my subconscious began the process in the form of a dream. Yes it's true. Before the actual act of purging happened, I had a very vivid dream of said act. Toilet overflowing and all! No, I am not trying to make you sick, but just trying to drive home the point that we create from the inside out. All that appears in our outer world is only a reflection of our thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I am finding that the things I am purging no longer serve me. Thoughts of lack, struggle, procrastination, fear, limitations, etc are all being left behind. They do not leaving willingly, let's be clear, however, what they are finding is that there is no longer room in my spirit for them. I have cleaned house. So there is no longer room for the above concepts to reside. I can feel clarity, faith, self-confidence, trust and focus move in. God knows I have put in the work. I have prayed, read, meditated and listened for the renewing of my mind. And it has been renewed. I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the final thing I had to purge was a false sense of security. Trust in my job, man, circumstances and conditions that had no foundation. God has brought me to a place where I totally lean on Him/Her. I must admit, this place is not for the faint of heart. It is for those who do not need to live by sight, nor who can easily be shaken. Just a few years ago, had I found myself here, I would have run back to the familiar. But this time. This time, I will hide myself under the wings of God. I will lean into god until we are one. I will close my eyes, put my hand in God's and walk confidently, faithfully, willingly, and joyfully down the path He/She leads me. this time, I will trust...unequivocally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, take care of yourself and one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2361974245060096167?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2361974245060096167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2361974245060096167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2361974245060096167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2361974245060096167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2009/02/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2578272866236617458</id><published>2009-01-21T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:56:01.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are There Words to Describe What I Am Feeling?</title><content type='html'>Peace and Blessings my lovely ones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a wordsmith, imagine what it must be like to be word-less. Imagine, not being able to find the words to express how you feel about a particular person, event, situation, etc. Well that is exactly what has happened to me. I am at a loss for words. Imagine that! A poet, lost for words! I am sure it does not take a rocket scientist to figure out why the cat has my tongue:) If you guessed the inauguration of our first black president, why George, you are right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat spellbound all day yesterday, watching and ingesting each moment, each event, each ceremony. I cried, laughed, smiled, laughed some more, cried some more and smiled a lot. What a day! I can only imagine the gratitude, reconciliation and sense of victory my ancestors and those that were not of African descent who fought for what was right as well, must have felt watching the inauguration of our &lt;br /&gt;44th president-a black man. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I understand there is no price, event, or words that can substitute for the lives that were lost, the families that were separated, the spirits that were broken and the pain my ancestors endured as a result of slavery, yet I choose to believe that Barack represents healing. I choose to trust that their endurance was not in vain, and that we as a people have begun to embrace the humanity that binds us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To thrust the future of humanity upon the shoulders of Barack, is a heavy burden to cast on one man. Barack represents us all. Not just as black or white, man or woman, but as spiritual beings housed in human form. He cannot do what needs to be done by each of us alone - be our brother' keeper. We are all responsible for one another. Let's be about the business of love. It's actually very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, take good care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love and peace,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2578272866236617458?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2578272866236617458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2578272866236617458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2578272866236617458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2578272866236617458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-there-words-to-describe-what-i-am.html' title='Are There Words to Describe What I Am Feeling?'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3504326532452177480</id><published>2009-01-01T22:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:30:23.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May God Bless You This Year!</title><content type='html'>Whooooaaa! We made it! Another year! What a blessing, huh? Man. Can you believe it is 2009? I swear to you, time has crept upon the wings of speed, and there is no looking back. Is it me, or does time seem to have taken a fast track to eternity? I used to hear my elders say, "Girl, don't you be rushing time! They'll come a day when you wish time would slow down!" Well by George, that's why they have all the wisdom. Can you imagine me telling my kids the same thing! Who knew? Guess that makes me an elder, huh? It's all good. I'm not one of those people who minds getting older because I realize if I'm here to celebrate another day, I am blessed, you feel me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have written my New Year Intentions and posted them on my mirror, in my car, on my nightstand, etc. I plan to keep them present as constant reminders of what I choose to out picture. Hope if you have chosen to write New Year Intentions that they all come to fruition for you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready, Set, Go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, love somebody until they have love oozing out their pores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3504326532452177480?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3504326532452177480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3504326532452177480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3504326532452177480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3504326532452177480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2009/01/may-god-bless-you-this-year.html' title='May God Bless You This Year!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3229778933852343052</id><published>2008-12-21T00:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:41:09.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing is a Blessing</title><content type='html'>The holiday season is upon us and I am feeling the Spirit! My life has been so full of wonderful blessings the past few months, and I am humbly grateful for each one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the opportunity to share the stage with two other poets for an event that featured Dr. Cornel West! What an amazing man! He is is humble, intelligent, kind, funny and gracious. I must thank him for the wisdom he imparted, not just to me, but the over 800 people who came out to see him at the Neighborhood Theatre in Charlotte. What a night! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was the mystery reader for my daughter's third grade class! What fun! If you haven't had a chance to spend time with young ones, I highly recommend it! They are amazing balls of energy. We had a great time and they even read a book for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was blessed to be able to be in the presence of seventeen handsome, funny and intelligent young black boys, my son included. We spent two and a half hours together reading and listening to poetry, learning from each other and just having a good ole time. I have to thank Seldric and the brothers of the Alpha Academy who spend their Saturdays mentoring these wonderful young men for three hours. What a commitment, what a show of love. I thank them for allowing me to deposit my passion into their spirits. I thank the boys to for welcoming me and showing me love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is full and I am so grateful. What a blessing to be present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, take care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3229778933852343052?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3229778933852343052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3229778933852343052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3229778933852343052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3229778933852343052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/12/sharing-is-blessing.html' title='Sharing is a Blessing'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5629454619005777792</id><published>2008-11-16T21:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:42:55.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kind Gentlemen</title><content type='html'>I want to share something with you that happened to me today to prove that we are all one. On the surface it may appear no big deal, but in my mind it was God's gentle way of reminding me to hold fast to my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in Panera Bread this morning with my laptop, hashing through what are now the last 100 or so pages of my manuscript while waiting for my son who was volunteering with the Alphas. First of all, let me tell you it was simply a gorgeous morning here in my parts of the woods and I was so grateful for the opportunity to have some quiet time to myself. Anyway, I had been there for almost an hour and a half when this nicely dressed gentleman and his daughter came and sat at the table next to me. When they arrived, it was lunchtime and the restaurant, which earlier only had a few patrons now found itself packed wall to wall with folk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deeply engrossed in the manuscript, proud of myself for staying focused for as long as I had, when from the corner of my eye, I noticed this gentleman staring at me. I looked up and smiled. He asked if I were studying and I told him I was working on a manuscript. He proceeded to ask me how long I had been working on it and I shyly told him about thirteen years. I felt compelled to explain that each time I had stuffed the manuscript in a drawer, the characters would beckon me to come back and get them so that I could tell their stories, so I felt obligated to comply. He laughed and indicated he'd heard other authors say the same thing. He asked me what the story was about and I explained that it was about a man that had come home to find that his wife of ten years had left him. I told him the entire premise of this story is how we really don't listen to one another and how we sometimes hide our true selves from others. He appeared fascinated and then asked me the title of the book. When I told him what it was, (Listening To The Silence), he said it was a great title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me several more questions and I was happy to answer them, and even thanked him for caring enough to ask. When he and his daughter left, and we said our good-byes, I felt a new found pride in myself. He reminded me of how awesome it was that I was doing what I loved. He also reminded me that we are all one, and that God is ever present, ever encouraging us to have faith in ourselves and our dreams. That gentleman will never know how he touched me and encouraged me and affirmed me, just by showing an interest in what I was doing. I didn't get a chance to thank him, but I will always remember the example he set and apply it in my own life. I will remember to genuinely show an interest in others and listen to what they are saying. How ironic...there I was writing about listening and this gentleman exhibited my point. And who could believe there is no God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5629454619005777792?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5629454619005777792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5629454619005777792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5629454619005777792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5629454619005777792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/11/kind-gentlemen.html' title='A Kind Gentlemen'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-1219398470475791251</id><published>2008-11-07T12:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:10:16.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear President Obama,</title><content type='html'>After reading Alice Walker's letter to President Obama, it inspired me to write my own. I invite you to do the same; it is quite healing. If you are a parent, I recommend you invite your children to write one too. They can put it in a time capsule, nothing extravagent, and revisit it years from now. As for me, I will share mine with you, put it in an envelope and then read it after President Obama's first term has expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear President Obama,&lt;br /&gt;Where do I begin? There are so many things I want to say to you and as I try to formulate the thoughts that become words, I find them speeding off the highway of my mind so swiftly that I cannot write them fast enough. Therefore, please forgive me if I appear to be all over the place with this letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been three days since we elected you President and I still cry when I think about it, or when I see anything that reflects you and/or your beautiful family, or when someone walks by me and smiles that giddy smile of elation. By the way, you may not know this, but you and I are both Virgos. Because of this fact, it does not surprise me one bit that you are brilliant and possibly vain:) On the flip side of that, I also imagine that you are your own worse critic, so I lovingly advise you to remember to take care of yourself. Our tendencies as Virgos is to care for others before we care for ourselves. Due to the demands you will face, you are in no position to make that mistake. Of course I am sure Michelle will play an instrumental role in ensuring you center yourself, as I imagine she has since you were brilliant enough to ask her to be your partner in this amazing thing called life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Michelle! I have a woman crush on your wife! She is amazing! She reminds me of so many other black women who are, and have been the rock, backbones and anchor of their families, communities and the world, even. I am going to say this and I will probably catch a lot of flack for saying it, but I've never mind that one bit! I have made it a habit to speak from my heart, and my intent is never to harm. Besides, those that know me, know my heart.  That being said,it is significant to &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; that your wife is an African-American woman. I realize that you are so far evolved when it comes to this that you honestly did not see her color when you fell in love with her, but you have no idea of the implication I feel this has for so many black women.  Most folk won't talk openly about it, but you best believe the conversation is being had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as black women have carried a heavy burden which I am sure you are aware of, Sir. The irony of it all where you are concerned is that your mother, a white woman, bore you, and here you are a symbol of hope for &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; people. That is simply beautiful, and I honor here for that. No if ands or buts. As well I honor your father with the same conditions. Nevertheless, for me as a black woman, and I want to be careful to speak for myself, because I dare not wish another to speak on my behalf when I disagree, I have yet to find a way to reconcile the memories of the past that haunt me in the present. Memories my ancestors demand I hold fast too, not as a weapon of bitterness but as a testament of pride. I do not wish to allow memories to enslave me, I only keep them alive to honor my ancestors and to remind myself of the fortitude I possess as an African-American woman. God knows we are amazing beings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am trying to say President Obama, is that in my mind, race still matters. Regardless of how we as a country camouflage, mask, sugarcoat, fairytale around it, it matters. And it is my belief that it will continue to matter with such vehement presence until we authentically address it...pain, shame and all. So back to Michelle. It is important to me that my children see positive images of me in others. Of course I must lead that parade, but it is important to me that I look back at my reflection and see other positive images. That is who Michelle is to me, she is a reflection of me as a black woman. She is a reminder that we as African-Americans can have united, strong, committed families. That we are the American story too. That there is nothing wrong with two people loving each other regardless of what color they come in, and if that love reflects itself in two shades of brown, then it too is beautiful. For so long we as a people have been led to believe that our love was flawed. I imagine it began with the atrocities of slavery. But you and Michelle, and so many others who have decided to raise our children in loving households remind us that we are whole, perfect and complete, even with out short-comings. I guess this is so personal for me, Mr. President because I have yet to master that formula for myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why I don't expect you to solve &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; of our problems whether overnight or at all, I do have high expectations for you when it comes to the authenticity needed in racial dialogue. I think that it is the underlying hope within a lot of people regardless of color. That you will come to the table and talk to us openly, freely and candidly about things that pain us to discuss, but nevertheless, we trust you, based on what we've experienced of you, to begin that conversation for the sake of all sides, in a way that the truth, crushed to the ground rises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I am indebted to you for the sacrifice you have undertaken. The sacrifice to yourself, your wife and to your beautiful daughters that you have been blessed to parent. I am honored you thought enough of me and countless others to serve this country and ultimately the world in a way that births a new freedom. Thank you so much. I commit to you that I will do all that I can to be the best me. I will let my light shine so that it connects with the light in others and reminds them of the magnificence of who they are. After all, that is what you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am knowing nothing less than peace, love, happiness, protection, health, accomplishment and joy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you President Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love, Peace &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-1219398470475791251?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1219398470475791251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=1219398470475791251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1219398470475791251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1219398470475791251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-president-obama.html' title='Dear President Obama,'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-1084310880734397321</id><published>2008-11-05T01:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:54:45.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama...</title><content type='html'>It is 1:30am, the day after the election, and I am trying to absorb the fact that we as a country have elected the first black president. I can't imagine that the magnitude of what this moment means to me has quite penetrated my soul yet. I have cried, laughed, cried and then laughed again, all representative of the realm of my emotions. I think about my ancestors and try to imagine what this moment means for them. The vindication, healing and faith it must represent. I don't think I can fathom it, but I honor their sacrifice with this victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son had gone to bed, but was not quite asleep yet. When he heard my scream announcing Obama's win, he ran into my room to see the results for himself. He immediately ran downstairs to grab two wine glasses and the sparkling cider so that we could toast. I'm not sure if he was excited about the moment or the opportunity to drink sparkling cider from a wine glass, but whatever the case, how significant to be celebrating this moment with him. This is the kid that almost took me out of here during his birth. Now, here I am, celebrating the election of the first black president with him. Yes Jumaane, you too can be president. I could tell it was uncomfortable for him to see me crying, but at the same time I sensed his happiness and I think I felt him contemplate what this truly represented on a larger scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine if God allows me to wake in the morning, I and the world won't be the same. Something has shifted in the Universe and I think it is a monumental step in the right direction for mankind. Thank you Obama for dreaming big, America for supporting the dream, and the world for embracing the possibility that we could all live in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;Flabbergasted,&lt;br /&gt;Marine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-1084310880734397321?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1084310880734397321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=1084310880734397321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1084310880734397321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1084310880734397321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama.html' title='Obama...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-8883074351720111234</id><published>2008-10-27T13:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:21:47.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>Over the past few weeks, I have been dealing with my rollercoaster emotions around the fact that we will have our first Black President. A Black man. I imagine my ancestors are breaking out the sparkling cider while thanking God for the faithfulness of His/Her promises. If you are experiencing a lot of clouds in your area, it is because they are kicking up a lot of dust from all the dancing and shouting up in heaven. Unlike many of us, they never doubted this moment for one second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think about my own vision. A vision that drove me to write a book celebrating and uplifting African-American men long before it was fashionable to do so. A vision that tells the story of a Black man who loves God, honors his family and children, respects his fellow brothers and sisters regardless of what shade of the rainbow they reflect, and who is determined to make this world a better place for all. I imagine my ancestors demanding that I hold fast to my dream just as they did Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. when he stood before thousands of people and declared this very day that is now being ushered in by Barack Obama in his I&lt;em&gt; Have A Dream Speech&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, as I try to wrap my brain around the tragedy that Jennifer Hudson and her family find thrust upon them, I sift through it all with my own belief system. What I come up with is far too complicated and leaves my head spinning, requiring me to turn to the One who is all, knows all and created all with a bombardment of questions. Many of my questions go unanswered, or so I think, and others are given what I feel are flippant answers given the simplicity of their truth. I find myself wanting all of my questions satisfied with answers that I think make sense, and realize I am not seeking, but telling. I am telling this all powerful force what and how I think things should be, and given my limited understanding, I know best right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all my confusion, I can hold fast to one truth, and that truth is that life is a mystery with definite certainties. I trust not because I have experienced, but my experiences have taught me to trust. I know that love conquers all, but how each of us reaches that understanding is as individual as we are, but serves us all the same. I have found that God is and isn't. We are all individuals on our own wonderful journey, but yet we are all one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take care of ourselves and each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-8883074351720111234?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8883074351720111234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=8883074351720111234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8883074351720111234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8883074351720111234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7649331995683108038</id><published>2008-10-18T23:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:23:03.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My!!</title><content type='html'>Hey there my peeps! What's crackin! Are you loving your life? I hope so. What a miracle, this thing we call life, huh? I tell you, I have been on such a high the past few weeks that I don't anticipate I will come down anytime soon. What has caused me such bliss you ask? Oh my,it's called life!!! Simple as that! If you don't get how beautiful it is to be alive despite what is happening in your life, think of the other option. I won't preach, but trust me when I tell you life ain't always been a road paved with rose bushes and pretty flowers for me. Yet, I am one to tell you it's all worth the ride. No matter what comes your way, when you have God on your side, there is NOTHING that can break you. I mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold fast to your dreams my friends. Never, ever stop dreaming. I know what it's like to wonder if all of your dreams will ever come true and to wonder if you are dreaming in vain. And I am here to tell you that I don't have the answers to why things are the way they are. But one thing I can say for sure is that God wants for you ten times more than what you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay positive and remember...take care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7649331995683108038?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7649331995683108038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7649331995683108038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7649331995683108038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7649331995683108038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my.html' title='Oh My!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-4297711173904402721</id><published>2008-09-15T13:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:58:52.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six More Days...</title><content type='html'>Howdy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you'all it's almost my birthday? Say I did!! Sorry, I just love my birthday! I think God outdid Himself when He created me, so I like to acknowledge what a blessing I am. Now for those of you that might want to take that as a cocky statement, well #1, you couldn't possibly know me cause there ain't a cocky bone in my body, and # 2, well there is no #2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kicked off the celebration today by giving thanks, like I always do, for being alive. Do you really understand what a blessing it is to be alive? No, I mean really understand? Each day is so full of opportunities, and if you're healthy, then you're doubly blessed. Don't get me to preachin!! Forget all the other wonderful things that can be added to the mix. Trust, I've had periods in my life where I had so much stuff going on that if anybody talked to me about being blessed, I'd bite their head off. I didn't feel blessed, so I really didn't want to hear it. Oh, if I knew then what I know now!!! Being blessed is not a feeling, it's a knowing.  I am learning to count it all joy...even when it shows up as pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, later on if time permits, I will go to the gym, which is my second favorite place to go (a bookstore or library is #1). I might only get to hit the treadmill today because I gotta get home and help with homework, but that will suffice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're so inclined, check back. I might even stay focused long enough to blog everyday this week...no promises though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side bar...don't forget to vote! I spent the weekend volunteering for the Barack Obama Campaign. I called folk to inform them about early voting and what I found is there are a lot of people who are still undecided. So for those of us who realize how important this moment is for more reasons than I can cover here, let's do what we have to do! No Excuses!!! And talk to Pookie and make sure she/he votes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you like a play cousin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-4297711173904402721?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4297711173904402721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=4297711173904402721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4297711173904402721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4297711173904402721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/six-more-days.html' title='Six More Days...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-8728140105464206150</id><published>2008-08-30T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:37:54.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birthday...Well Almost!!!</title><content type='html'>OK, I'm a Virgo, and don't believe everything you hear about Virgos...that's all I'ma say. Now there are some things about Virgos that I fit the bill to a tee, for instance, I love cleanliness, I'm methodical, I like order and some have said I can be a bit judgemental, although I call it opinionated:) I am extremely sensitive, I am artistic and I think too much sometimes! We'll leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been happenin? You doing good I know because I know nothing less for you. I am hanging in if I keep it real. I've had a few events that I was looking forward to cancel at the last moment, and it has been disappointing if I'm honest. I love to perform so when an opportunity appears to dissipate, it can leave me a little bewildered; questioning much more than I should. But I am a trooper, so I'll keep it moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Barack Obama!!! Is he the man or what!!! And Michelle...I have a woman crush on that sista! She is representing for the dark-skinned sistas! She has such grace, humility, strength and beauty. Their children are little princesses. What an image for young black boys/girls to see. My son and I watched Barack's speech together and I don't know that it meant as much to him as it did to me for us to be watching it together. Maybe one day he will tell his children how he and his mom sat at the computer (we don't have but one tv in the house and it is for watching movies, I don't subscribe to cable, and that's by choice)and listened to Barack's speech on the 45th anniversay of King's "I Have a Dream" speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to pray for their safety and ask God to keep His cloud of protection around, before, and behind each of them individually and collectively. I pray the same prayer for Biden and his family. My God, my ancestors must be shouting and running all over heaven. Maybe that would account for all of the thunderstorms we've had recently:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep the people of New Orleans in our prayers as Gustav heads that way. I believe collectively we have the power to influence nature for the good. Our collective prayers can change the course of Gustav so let's petition the heavens for grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay you. Keep positive. Love somebody just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-8728140105464206150?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8728140105464206150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=8728140105464206150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8728140105464206150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8728140105464206150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-my-birthdaywell-almost.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday...Well Almost!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-1474184214617184797</id><published>2008-08-10T11:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:30:28.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can  I Talk To The Ladies (Brothas You Can Listen)...</title><content type='html'>Ladies, I have been introspecting the last few days about our brothas and I'm wondering if you can relate to what I'm feeling. I think with Barack so close to the presidency, it has my mind in a tizzy. Watching Michelle handle herself like a strong black woman has me thinking about the days of ole when the women held it down for their man. Overall, the black family has been on my mind lately, and I'm wondering what it is going to take to get us back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about the &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; I get from a few brothas when I am performing/celebrating them - looks of confusion, distrust - mixed emotions. I don't think they quite know how to feel when they hear a sista lifting them up as opposed to tearing them down because they get torn down so often. Quite a baffling experience for me although I should not be surprised. Sistas, I want to tell them that all of us are not out to get them, that some, if not most of us truly love them for who they are and not what they can do for us or for what they have. That we really do want to be there for them unconditionally and all we really want is for them to offer the same. There is no judgement in my spirit towards those brothas who might question my motives, for truly I understand. However, what it does for me is to help me understand how deeply we have been separated and deeply the pain has penetrated our hearts. But as many of you know, I am the eternal optimist! I will continue to forge ahead to remind my brothas that I/we love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was a black man in a past lifetime because I have such a level of compassion for them. I don't claim to know what they go through, yet at the same time I want them to know we have gone through things too. I don't want to compare experiences for that only creates a circle of unresolved pain. We can both make our points without negating the importance of the other person's perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, let's try to make the best choice for ourselves when it comes to selecting a mate. Yes, we want to be in relationships, but not at any cost. Let's start respecting ourselves and each other...if he has a wife, girl or someone he's "just seeing," then he's off limits. Regardless! In today's technological overload, there are too many ways to find out anything you need to know about anybody, so if your instinct tells you something other than "the words that are coming out his mouth," check it out! If you have suspicions, check it out! But more importantly, trust your instinct...it never leads you wrong. Some people would say if you have to go and check somebody out then you have your answer right there, but I come from a different school of thought. I give everybody the benefit of the doubt, but I am not going to dismiss my instinct for anybody, I don't care who it is or what package they come in. Besides, we do out research on everything else, why not somebody we are thinking about spending our time with? And this goes for the brothas too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe when we start respecting ourselves, the brothas will follow suit. Thanks ladies, and remember you are the channel by which God chose to bring life into this world. That in and of itself is a powerful affirmation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, take care of yourself and each other!!&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-1474184214617184797?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1474184214617184797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=1474184214617184797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1474184214617184797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1474184214617184797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-i-talk-to-ladies-brothas-you-can.html' title='Can  I Talk To The Ladies (Brothas You Can Listen)...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3252270925282912669</id><published>2008-08-05T20:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:40:22.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You've Been Away Too Long</title><content type='html'>So I've heard. A few of my loyal readers have informed me once again that I need to stay on the ball with the blog and I admit I've fallen off the horse...but I'm back!!! So let's play catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest child is visiting her grandparents in Jersey for a few weeks. I miss her terribly and can't wait to go get her. She is begging me and her dad to come and get her and I feel so guilty. Quite frankly, I haven't known what to do with myself since she's been gone. Many of you may not know that I am a jigsaw puzzle fanatic! I have finished about four or five 1,000 piece puzzles over the summer and don't have anywhere to put them! Want one? I finished one last Saturday, and I was so proud of myself because it was quite the challenge. A black cat wrapped it up which meant I was left with about 100 black pieces, but I worked that bad boy out! I spent about four or five hours on it Saturday. What fun! I've gotten my son and youngest addicted to them too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may be performing at the Summer Soul Festival here in Charlotte on August 30! The Tyme, Midnight Star and EU are the featured artists! What!!! I am beside myself with excitement. Hope to see you there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been opening up for me finally, and I give God the praise. It's been a long time coming, but I trust and will wait on God. I may fuss every now and then, but I will wait cause I trust Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...I don't have much else. Wanna know how you're doing. Hope you are fine and knowing that whatever is going on in your life, God is good. Don't you love that song by Regina Belle, God is Good? If you haven't heard it, I suggest you get to a gospel station near you and request it. It reminds me of those ole time songs where all they had in the church was hand clapping and foot stompin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, bedtime for me. The sinuses are "ackin" up and I gotta rest the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3252270925282912669?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3252270925282912669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3252270925282912669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3252270925282912669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3252270925282912669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/08/youve-been-away-too-long.html' title='You&apos;ve Been Away Too Long'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-163502411822480711</id><published>2008-07-07T14:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:07:28.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food...</title><content type='html'>Happy July!!! How was your 4th? Hope you had a safe, family-filled weekend! I didn't do much but was grateful for the holiday weekend and for the fact that we live in a country, despite it's faults, that we can say we exercise a lot of basic freedoms. Praise God! You feel me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, food! I have been on a health kick for the past year or so - making an effort to eat in a way that serves my lifestyle. You know some people like to call it eating right, well your right might not be my right, so I just like to say eat right for me, you know what I'm saying!!! So what this has included is going to the gym at least four days a week, drinking more water, eating more fresh fruits and veggies, etc. Cutting out the sugar (I haven't mastered that one all the way yet), not staying up as late, and keeping the mind full of positive thoughts. so during the course of this phase of my life I've noticed that I have certain favorite foods. Here are a few... roasted, pepper hummus, low-sodium wheat thins, watermelon, cantaloupe, carrots, plums, peaches, sweet butter lettuce, corn on the cob boiled for about twenty minutes and eaten right off the cob, trail mix, a good salad and yes water. I have to admit though, I only like my water in this water bottle I got from good ole Wal-Mart. For some reason, I am very particular about what I drink my water out of and if I'm not feeling the container then I'm not feeling the water. Isn't that strange? I know, but that's me. I don't eat red meats or pork, but I do eat chicken and fish. Now that's me. You do you. I'm not here to knock anybodies food. Just talking about Marina:) I'm very particular about where I eat out if I do and when I do, try to make sure my diet is consistent with what I normally eat. I don't go crazy just because I'm eating out. Love my desserts and that's where I get in trouble. I always order water and very rarely will have a sweet tea. I can already tell my eating habit's are rubbing off on the kids, partly because they don't have a choice and the other part is they see how mommy eats. Kids do emulate us parent's don't let anybody tell you otherwise. Therefore, I try to give them positive examples to mirror. Notice I said try, I'm not perfect. The mouth can get me in trouble every mow and then, but I'm working on it!!! I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are your favorite foods? Are you being health conscious in a way that fits your lifestyle? I hope so!!! Cause you know if you don't take care of yourself then you may not be around long enough for me to meet you or see you again! And we can't have that now can we! Why of course not!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, take good care of yourself and each other and that means eat healthy!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-163502411822480711?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/163502411822480711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=163502411822480711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/163502411822480711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/163502411822480711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/07/food.html' title='Food...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2482402188435079228</id><published>2008-06-19T17:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:02:28.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Does It Boo Boo...</title><content type='html'>Hey my sistas and brothas in spirit, and that greeting has no color, so don't trip! What's up homie! Did you have a good day? If you're reading this the answer better be Hell Yeah! I tell you, I am so learning how to be present in the moment and thank God for every breath I take. I don't care what is going on in my life, I am so learning how to be grateful. Hope you can relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll my creative juices have been overflowing! I am in creative mode! Of course you get to benefit from my creativity so just know there are lots of exciting things coming from Marina The Poet! I have been wanting to create all sorts of things like calendars, mugs, tee shirts, etc. that highlight my poetry, and I am finally getting around to that. Oh how I love the creative process, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take the time to learn or educate someone about Juneteenth if you know the history. Today is the official day to celebrate Juneteenth, but some cities celebrate it all weekend. Here in Charlotte, NC we have a huge celebration and I had the opportunity to participate last year for the first time. It was a very moving experience for me. I honor my ancestors and thank them for the sacrifice they made for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend and do what you do best...take care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2482402188435079228?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2482402188435079228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2482402188435079228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2482402188435079228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2482402188435079228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/06/easy-does-it-boo-boo.html' title='Easy Does It Boo Boo...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6055810693423147540</id><published>2008-06-16T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:35:34.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Teenagers</title><content type='html'>OK, I'ma jump right in cause I need to vent. I have a teenage son who is about to drive me to drink something heavier than the occasional glass or bottle of red wine -depending on how my day went, I normally drink. Mercy! Can anybody say challenge? Now I feel bad even talking about my son because he's really not a bad kid considering, but I tell you he can work my nerves. Seems like if I say go left, he wants to know why he can't go right. If I say do this he wants to know why he can't do that! Being a single mother, I've always said it takes a man to raise a boy and God knows I'm doing a lot of praying right about now. We women have done, and continue to do an amazing job raising our sons, but I do believe the best case scenario for any child, and especially a boy, is to have a two parent household. Daddy is critical in the life of a boy!!!  Y'all pray for me, here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might be wondering if there is anything specific that set off my need to exhale, and I have to say not really; just the typical day in the life of a teenager. One minute you think you're making strides and the next you're drawing a line in the sand. And because I'm from the old school of raising a child, I have managed to hold back the tide, but trust a sista when I say...it surely pushes up on the shore every now and then. Having already raised one of these foreign people, I can attest to the fact that they do gain their minds once again somewhere around twenty-ish, but God the perseverance a parent needs before them folk regain their senses is admirable. I have to say also that boys are a whole different breed than girls. My now grown and responsible daughter is doing fabulous; still trying to find her way, but doing well. I have warned her and my youngest daughter thank God, that they are not to leave me alone with my son in my old age. I have nightmares of him rolling me down the stairs in my wheelchair claiming I slipped. Of course I'm kidding, but I'm serious too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you parents out there, whether you be single parents or two parent households, if you feel me holla. If not, please email me your instruction manual or wait until your little one hits fifteen and then we'll talk...that is unless I'm tied up on the back porch waiting for a meal!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooow, I feel so much better. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest, I so appreciate you for listening. Until next time, take care of yourself and one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6055810693423147540?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6055810693423147540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6055810693423147540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6055810693423147540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6055810693423147540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/06/raising-teenagers.html' title='Raising Teenagers'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6408553965275058154</id><published>2008-06-08T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:21:31.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keepin It Real...</title><content type='html'>What's up my peeps! I love saying that! It's corny I know, but hey, I'm a ole head so I gotta stay true! How have you been since last we talked? Right, right. Glad to hear God has been good cause as far as I know that's all He can be! Even when we're going through, God is in the midst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last few weeks have been amazing for me in terms of everything. Life is just a fantastic journey. Sometimes it's up and sometimes it's down, but regardless of which way it turns, it's all good! I have been in a position to learn so much and I'm taking it all in and giving God the glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of...this past Friday I had the humble opportunity to talk the the Rev. Al Sharpton himself! What an honor for me because despite what people may feel about the man, he has been on the front line fighting for us as a people. Rev. Sharpton has bought national attention to things that others have tried to sweep under the carpet and me personally; I'm thankful for his voice, spirit and his tenacity. So when I got through on his nationally syndicated show, Keppin It Real, trust a sista, it was a real pleasure! He was very gracious in speaking with me and even let me recite a poem! If you heard me, I hope you enjoyed the poem:) If not, sometime in the near future you will:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sista always got something going on, so I gotta get out of here, but until next time, you know what to do! That's right! Take care of yourself and one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6408553965275058154?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6408553965275058154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6408553965275058154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6408553965275058154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6408553965275058154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/06/keepin-it-real.html' title='Keepin It Real...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7179413347346826130</id><published>2008-05-12T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:20:36.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine, You And Me...</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling a little sensual tonight so I need you to turn the lights down, grab a glass of wine, turn on some Miles, &lt;em&gt;Kinda Blue&lt;/em&gt;, may I suggest, cuddle up in your favorite spot and come inside my mind. Yeahhhh, that's nice, I feel you. Now take a slow sip of wine, relax and let me do all the work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath, now let it out. Ahhhh, there you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out. Is there something in particular that makes you feel good? And I don't mean anything that might bring harm to another person, let's get that shiggity out in the open! I can see some sicko taking my words and twisting them to justify their own madness! Let it go right now. If that's what you're about, go head with yourself, this ain't the place for you! Now as I was saying, yeah, take another sip of that Merlot, Meritage, Shiraz or Syrah. Me, I prefer Kendall Jackson's Merlot or Meritage, but do you! As a matter of fact, hold on a minute, I'ma go get me a glass of wine too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm back. May I offer a toast? OK, to you, me, happiness, abundance, freedom of expression and fulfilling lives! How's that! Ohhhh, this is good!! Say what? Oh, pardon my manners, I poured me a glass of Merlot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was saying, listen baby, you gotta do you in this life. It's the difference between life and death. It's that serious. You know, we have a tendency to live for everybody but ourselves, but that ain't cool, you know? For example, it wasn't easy to follow this dream of being a poet. My mom and dad had other aspirations for me when I first went off to college, but they weren't my aspirations, so I rebelled. Now that I've found my way back to me, as I like to define it, I work hard at doing things that make me happy. Like what? Well dancing! Bet you didn't know I liked to dance!!! Well you mighta known if you have seen me in the club particularly every weekend, and I mean that literally. See there was a time when I would let folks opinion and the stereotypes about going to the club dictate my actions. Now I don't really give a hoot. God likes to express Himself as a dancer through me, and I like to let Him do His thing. Besides, when I get ninety-nine, I want to be able to give my grandchildren examples of how I sucked the marrow out of my life!!!  Won't be no shoulda, coulda, woulda stories from me!!!  Shoot, I'm going to be able to give examples:)  Or at least examples I can share with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your wine? You need to get a refill? Oh you good? Cool? Check it... Tell me, what do you like about yourself? Go ahead, ain't nobody here but you and me. Yeah? Uhaa, I see that. Right, right. Ohhhhhhh. Yes!!! See that's what I'm talking about! Lift yourself up. Don't wait for a woman or a man to tell you how bad you are, tell yourself! Me? Oh, there are a lot of things I like about me:) I like my eyes, my smile, my genuine heart, my caring spirit and of course the gorgeous body my spirit is housed in. I like the fact that I never give up. I'm learning to love me, you know. And I hope you are doing the same thing. As a matter of fact, I know you are, I can feel and see it. I see you growing, accepting, reaching, really putting forth an effort to make this wonderful thing called life better for you. And I applaud you. Hold up, let me get up and give you a standing ovation! (clap, clap, clap, more claps) I'm very proud of you. If you haven't heard anyone say those words in a long time, please allow me to say them to you...I am proud of you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, we need to go to bed now! This wine has gone to my head and I'm ready to crash!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time my friend, stay positive, love yourself and give God the glory!&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and each other,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7179413347346826130?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7179413347346826130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7179413347346826130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7179413347346826130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7179413347346826130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/05/wine-you-and-me.html' title='Wine, You And Me...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7930361000002444954</id><published>2008-04-30T14:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T15:11:46.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is This Thing Called Life All About Anyway?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I've been writing a lot recently, but there is so much I have to say!! It's all Barack Obama's fault! After all, he's the one that's got things all stirred up in this country...it's all his fault! Don't get it twisted, I love me some Barack Obama! But I had to blame it on somebody and right he appears to be the target. Man on man, I wonder if he saw this coming! My man is catching it on all levels. I only hope he sures himself up in the Lord each day:) That's the only want to see his way through all this muckity muck he's found himself in the center of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. Isn't that an amazing word...digress? I simply love that word, it is one of my favorites in the English language and apparently I do a lot of it! So anyway! Have you ever pondered life so in depth that you came to the conclusion you were spending so much time pondering, and questioned whether the constant pondering had anything to do with your not living? The dichotomies of life! I have found myself thinking a lot more than I usually do, but not being able to make much of a change. I'm beginning to wonder if things will always be the way they are or if change has more to do with perception than reality. Maybe they are one in the same (Frankie Beverly just came to mind...Joy and pain, are like sunshine and rain, but once again I digress!) You know, I just realized I think too much! That's my problem! Wow! Thanks for helping me figure that out! See, I could not have done it without you! You are amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is inevitable I guess. Regardless of whether you ponder it or not it will come. OK, I got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, you know what to do...take care of yourselves and each other. And that goes for you too Barack and Rev. Wright:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7930361000002444954?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7930361000002444954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7930361000002444954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7930361000002444954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7930361000002444954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-this-thing-called-life-all.html' title='What Is This Thing Called Life All About Anyway?'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-801363970851035539</id><published>2008-04-29T11:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:37:21.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Just Wondering...</title><content type='html'>I am just going to dive straight into the thoughts in my head.  I am overwhelmed, discouraged, dismayed, bewildered and just plain flabbergasted about where we stand on the topic of race relations in America today.  And if you're wondering what I'm talking about, all you need to do is tune into any radio or TV station to find out.  And to think, I bamboozled myself into thinking things were getting better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears the idea of this countries first black president has truly unearth sentiments on both sides-black and white, that appear to divide us further.  Who knew the air now ripe with possibilites once only pondered, the first black president, would cause such an erruption of ugliness.  Can anyone say race riots?  And before you think you know where I am going with that question and start putting words in my mouth to use against me one day, let me tell you exactly what I mean.  I imagine during biblical times prophets like Elijah, Malachi, Ezekiel, and Jonah to name a few, weren't the most popular cats on the block.  And I also imagine they didn't always like what God asked them to prophesy either.  As a matter of fact, from the little I do know about some of their stories, most of the people they were talking to didn't want to hear what they were saying and tried to shut them down or even kill them.  Go figure.  So you have a black man running for president, pretty much saying some stuff a lot of people don't want to hear, and then you have him affiliated with another guy who has pretty much said some things that those same folk don't want to hear, and you have a formula for a pretty disruptive showdown.  Sounds like I've heard this story before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I saying?  What I'm saying is that this country was built on a foundation that has shaped and formed it's very existence.  Therefore, it stands to reason, that until that very foundation, meaning it's mindset, is unearth, removed, carved out and reestablished, it will continue to be a boiling pot for choas.  What else can it be?  I'll give it to you another way...Say you start a company, but you start off with the determination that some folk are less than others.  You establish the bylaws, mission statement and vision all to support this idea. Well one day those folk you have deemed lesser than are going to realize something ain't right, and what do you think will happen?  Why of course!!! They are going to rebel!  It's the perfect formula for rebellion.  Oh, but that makes them the violent ones according to the rationale of ignoramus' like Pat Buchannon who I refuse to give another sound bit in my head other than in the form of a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pessismistic mood that has engulfed me over the last few months, I imagine will dissapate as I am not the type of person that lingers in negativity.  However, once it does move on, it will certainly leave me with the desire to continue to use my voice to educate my children and as many others who will listen about what it means to be a human being who wants fairness for all and not just some.  It is not a hard formula to write nor figure out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, take care of yourselves and each other.&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-801363970851035539?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/801363970851035539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=801363970851035539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/801363970851035539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/801363970851035539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-just-wondering.html' title='I&apos;m Just Wondering...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-1185489699443826303</id><published>2008-04-24T14:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:12:19.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No He Didn't!!!!</title><content type='html'>What's up my peeps! Life is amazingly good isn't it?  I know right!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so how many of you heard yours truly get beat down by George and Micheal Baisden last Friday? So a sista finally gets through on the Michael B. show right, and I get a chance to kick my poem. Well little did I know it was the battle of the sexes which we all know Michael has to give the men a handicap by cheating because they have a tendency to fall short:) So anywho, I get a chance to introduce the book and the title of my poem, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunk of Black Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and mid-way through the poem George gongs me! Can you imagine! Here I am trying to give the brothas some love and these two are having a ball at my expense! No problem, I can handle it. It was all good! Actually, do you know how many times I have tried to get through on that show? So I count it all good that I got through and was able to bless the Universe with a few bars of my poem. Michael B. will hear more from a sista, just wait and see! And to everybody that called me and told me they heard a sista and wanted to tell me not to get discouraged, thank you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, so much to tell! The calendar is filling up, CD's and books are selling and I am so eternally grateful to God for it all! I had a chance to do my thing for students at Ramsey Street Middle School in Fayetteville, NC (Shout out to Ramsey Street!)and I had a blast! Mr. David Edwards, who is the principal and his staff are to be commended for what they are doing for the kids in that school. It would make you proud. And the kids...what a bunch of beautiful, inquisitive, honest, smart kids. I will never forget them and I am so grateful they took the time to listen, ask questions and engage themselves in what I had to offer. Don't believe the hype about our kids, they want to have a bright future for themselves and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go, but will be back soon, I promise. Until I do, take care of yourselves and each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Blessings and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-1185489699443826303?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1185489699443826303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=1185489699443826303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1185489699443826303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1185489699443826303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-no-he-didnt.html' title='Oh No He Didn&apos;t!!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3093133084699432982</id><published>2008-04-03T20:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:55:36.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes We Can!!!</title><content type='html'>So is it apparent I've been bitten by the Obama bug? And why not? After all he is a brotha! I, like Michelle, for the first time in my lifetime, am excited about the possibility of what American can finally become. Now I know Obama doesn't have a magic wand, and it is going to take each of us to make the necessary changes needed given the mess our current president has created, however, I am more than confident that he can take the helm and at least begin to steer the boat away from the iceberg. Feel me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I got a chance to shake Mr. Obama's hand when he came to Charlotte, NC. I mumbled something to him that I can't remember because I was dumbfounded that I was holding his hand, just like I was when I was fifteen or so and got to shake Micheal Jackson's hand when he was filming the Wiz down in the Brooklyn subways. I swore I wouldn't wash my hand for a week both times:) Funny stuff! Yeah, yeah, I know he's just a man, but by George, he's the next president! How many of us will get that close to the president? Heeheee! One things for sure, those secret service guys ain't no joke! You blink wrong and them dudes will be all over you! I was happy to see Mr. Obama is so well protected and you best believe I was on my best behavior...no attempt to show Mr. Obama my Cupid shuffle moves:) What? You didn't know? You better ask somebody!! I got that Cupid Shuffle thang down pact! I can even do it without moving...to the left, the left, the left, the left, the left! Ahhh, yeah! But I digress. So, like I was saying, Mr. Obama is just as fine up close and personal(no disrespect to Mrs. Obama cause that's my girl!) as he is on tv. And them teeth! My God, I've never seen a set of 32's more perfect than his. Say it with me - Obama, Obama, he's our man, if he can't do it nobody can!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moving on. Big things poppin in my life as always. May we have a moment of silence for the goodness that is God... Cool. Thank you for joining me in that collective hallelujah! I tell you, it is amazing to me how He manages to keep it all on point, never missing a beat. Who amongst us could do it without wavering? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new venture that is just coming together like mama's sweet potato pie with no recipe! I am excited to report I will be opening a creative arts center in the Charlotte area soon. It will encompass poetry (why of course), music, dance, drama, health, spirituality and culture. I am in the planning phase now, watching God bring all the pieces together without the least bit of effort. I tell you, what a God we serve! I promise to keep you abreast, but just know, if you are so inclined to make a donation, please contact me and I will accept whatever is offered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until next time, take care of yourself and each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3093133084699432982?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3093133084699432982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3093133084699432982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3093133084699432982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3093133084699432982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes We Can!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5496288034835312212</id><published>2008-02-11T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:42:26.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hills Are Alive With The Sounds of Music...</title><content type='html'>OK, my family and I went to see 3 Mo Divas' at the Belk Theatre yesterday and was absolutely blown away by the voices inside those three sistas!  My God!  Talking 'bout sanging!  Whew!  I could barely catch my breath.  And when two of them performed Strange Fruit, my son and I thought we'd die.  Eerie, haunting, intriguing, just a conglomerate of emotions. Sorry I dived right into that but I needed to let you know how powerful that show was and to tell you if it comes to your town you have to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much is happening for me, I can hardly keep up.  I have had so many calls and emails from people who want me to come and perform, and to say that I am humbled is an understatement.  Seems the name Marina The Poet is getting around and I give God all the honor and praise.  I desire nothing more than to perform and share myself and my gift with others.  What a blessing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank anyone who has spported me and to let you know I appreciate your support.  I am happy to be able to do what I love on any scale.  It truly is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you from the bottom of my heart and for those of you who I haven't met, I look forward to meeting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and each other,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5496288034835312212?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5496288034835312212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5496288034835312212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5496288034835312212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5496288034835312212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/02/hills-are-alive-with-sounds-of-music.html' title='The Hills Are Alive With The Sounds of Music...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-8123884296123290248</id><published>2008-01-30T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:05:48.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>What's up! I know I'm late with the new year wishes, but better late than never...or maybe not! So how the heck ya been? Yeah? For real! Naaaa! Man have you been busy! I've got to catch up with you! Oh me, I've been busy too, but in a good way. I've been working on the inside of Marina. I've officially changed my name from Andrea to Marina. For those of you that don't know, I was born Andrea Marina. I've since dropped the Andrea and now just go by Marina. No I haven't changed it legally, just officially. Like a P Diddy type of thang. You know how he re-creates himself periodically? Like that. So everybody that I meet now, I just tell them my name is Marina. So Marina is in the house. She's a lot more like me...fun, free, silly, happy, spontaneous, creative, in the moment. Andrea had a lot of rigid ways about her that just don't work for Marina, so we had to say bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many other great things going on that I can't go into them all but I will say WRITER!!!! I am a full-fledged writer now. Yes I do still have the day job, but I am a writer. I have decided to publish my novel...finally! I will be hiring an editor in the next month or so. I've also retained a PR person who is sharp. Her ideas are off the chain! I have several engagements coming up so look for me coming to a spot near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to stay away so long next time. Please forgive me. I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself and each other,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-8123884296123290248?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8123884296123290248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=8123884296123290248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8123884296123290248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8123884296123290248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-11552022665624646</id><published>2007-12-17T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:07:56.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can We Talk 4 A Minute...</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday, after much planning, brainstorming and hard work, Bert and I saw our brainchild birthed and what an awesome experience it was!  But first some background...Over the past eleven years that Bert and I have known each other, we have always talked about doing something in partnership, but for whatever reasons it never happened.  Well we decided one day not long ago to make another go at doing one of those "somethings" we've always wanted to do.  Thus Can We Talk 4 A Minute.  A forum where participants were asked a series of questions around five topics Bert and I chose: Secrets, Taboos, Myths, Emotions and of course Sex:) The honesty, candor and passion was exciting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What transpired in that small room of about twenty people, most of whom were strangers to one another, was nothing short of a miracle. I was overwhelmingly surprised at how willing we were to be honest and open out our opinions, but yet at the same time respectful of others if they didn't feel the same way we did at least the majority of us were).  It was a reminder for me that dialogue can indeed solve things; if only for the person individually, which is where change starts anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for Can We Talk 4 A Minute - Part 2.  It might be coming to a town near you!&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-11552022665624646?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/11552022665624646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=11552022665624646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/11552022665624646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/11552022665624646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/can-we-talk-4-minute.html' title='Can We Talk 4 A Minute...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6673728823778319354</id><published>2007-11-24T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T17:15:47.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina, Where ya been?</title><content type='html'>I've been hearing that a lot recently...in more ways than one:) &lt;br /&gt;So where have I been? Inside my own head mostly. I am a recovering introvert and sometimes I prefer to stay with myself. Hey can I help it if I like my own company? Yeah, but folk have been beckoning for me to come out and play and I don't really want to sometimes. Sometimes I want to stay inside my own head and not share. Is that a bad thing? I have people pulling on me from so many directions that I think I need to go out and dance! Yeah dancing is my stress reliever and for those of you that see me in the club er'y weekend and think I have become a regular, I'm OK with it! Better dancing be my addiction than something else:) The sad thing with that is I prefer to dance by myself! Oh, I've got problems!! Can somebody help a girl out! Never mind, I'm going dancing! See ya at the club!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6673728823778319354?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6673728823778319354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6673728823778319354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6673728823778319354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6673728823778319354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/11/marina-where-ya-been.html' title='Marina, Where ya been?'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-820453986288257432</id><published>2007-11-05T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:29:03.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse, this one's for U</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's been a minute since I've updated my blog. And I have a true fan who keeps reminding me that I need to get on the ball. So thank you Jesse for keeping me on my toes, I do appreciate you:) Nothing like a good friend to gently remind you when you're falling short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been happening with Marina? Lots! Where do I start?&lt;br /&gt;I had the distinct honor of hearing and meeting the Marian Anderson String Quartet yesterday, and I am here to tell you if you have not heard these four ladies play, you must catch them when they are in your town. I have never heard Chamber music sound so good! And they are amazingly friendly and personable. I gave Prudence, the celloist a copy of my CD and book and she hinted that we might be able to do something together! How's that for innovation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I will be going to Greensboro this weekend to perform at Bennett College for a Jena 6 fundraiser. I am so honored to be performing there and can't wait to do my thang for such a worthy cause! After that I will be heading to Atlanta where I will be supporting the Micheal Baisden function at the Civic Center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submitted a proposal for a grant and notifications will go out the end of this month so send a prayer up for your girl. Let's just say when I get it, I will be bringing a performance to Charlotte unlike this town has ever seen before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 15, a friend and I will be hosting "Can We Talk 4 A Minute, an open and candid dialogue between sistas and brothas. This is going to be hot y'all! The location is being kept a secret cause its an RSVP event and you know how some folk don't know how to follow directions:) they just show up! I will be sending out email blasts in the next few days, so stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See there, I told you I had lots happening! I am in the process of building a myspace page and it's coming along great. Go check it out when you get a chance and add me as your friend:) I am not "myspace" savvy so I can't tell you how to get there, but I'm sure if you search by my email address (poetry@marinathepoet.com)or marinathepoet, you're bound to find me out there somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go! Now you can stop fussing at me Jesse:) Thanks for keeping a sista on her toes:  Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-820453986288257432?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/820453986288257432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=820453986288257432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/820453986288257432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/820453986288257432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/11/jesse-this-ones-for-u.html' title='Jesse, this one&apos;s for U'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5728094431244737390</id><published>2007-10-02T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T11:41:22.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Break Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Greetings my fellow friends,&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are having an awesome day too! No, I know you are having an awesome day, how's that! Once again, I tell those of you that have not picked up my CD that you better get yours if you know what I know! I listened to it last night again as I do everyday when I get a chance, and I am so in awe. Not of me per say, but of God. I listen to the words and they remind me of the creation process, how our thoughts and speaking create our world. It just blows me away. You can't imagine how honored I am to be the vessel for such powerful words that speak empowerment, encouragement, and inspiration to not just black men but to anyone who is open to receive the message. This is why it is so important my friends that we be careful of what words we speak, not just for ourselves but for others and the planet as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grown so much through this process of self-publishing a book, cutting a CD, performing, etc. I tell you, you never know what you have inside until you put yourself out there and allow God to direct and guide your life. However, hold up...I am so careful about being misleading, and I always reiterate to those whom I have the pleasure of talking with that this is called work! If it falls in your lap, you're blessed, but for the most part you got to "work it" like Teena Marie says! I heard Steve Harvey say yesterday that "faith without works is dead." Can I get a AMEN! Oh but the payoff! Let me tell you about the payoff... it is worth more than money, you know why? Because it builds self-confidence, self-worth, tenacity, courage, vision, faith and all them other things that go along with realizing you have everything you need inside. And the last time I checked they didn't have any of those characteristics for sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed, be you, be God.&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5728094431244737390?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5728094431244737390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5728094431244737390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5728094431244737390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5728094431244737390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/10/lunch-break-thoughts.html' title='Lunch Break Thoughts'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5992191661433861286</id><published>2007-09-27T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:18:15.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Free!!!</title><content type='html'>All praise to God who is able to do far more than we can imagine. I am so filled with gratitude I could shout to the mountain tops! Mychael Bell is home with his family where he should have been all along. Regardless of what you feel about the situation there is no denying injustice. I am so glad we as a people rallied behind this young man and I pray it is an energy we can expound upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, things could not be better. The CD is selling like hotcakes and the feedback is amazing. I want to thank everyone who has supported me and given me words of encouragement. God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourselves and each other,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5992191661433861286?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5992191661433861286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5992191661433861286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5992191661433861286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5992191661433861286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/09/hes-free.html' title='He&apos;s Free!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3468332433067941517</id><published>2007-09-21T06:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:12:05.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>Good morning my fellow readers. How are you all today? Well, I am knowing you are blessed, happy and whole, how's that? Cool! Today is my birthday, and I am so happy to be alive, healthy and joyous. I thank God for blessing me and my family. Sometimes we think everything has to be perfect before we feel blessed, well in the scheme of things all pretty much is perfect, but that is not the way they show up all the time. I view all of my challenges, obstacles, whatever you want to call them merely as opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take this time to thank brother Ahmad for allowing me to present my poetry last night at his town hall meeting. Man did we show up full force last night! Thanks to all of you who supported me by picking up the book and or CD. I tell you that CD is hot! If you don't have yours you need to get a copy, it's going to make history, mark my words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have an action packed agenda consisting of play for my big day so I must begin. Morning prayer, meditation, reading and walk beckon me. And hey ya'll...let's pull this thing called life together. We can all love each other and get what we want out of life. There does not have to be a thing called war, hate, fighting, etc. Love really does conquer all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take such good care of yourselves, smile at each other when you encounter one another and take a moment out of each day to commune with the Almighty; He is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3468332433067941517?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3468332433067941517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3468332433067941517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3468332433067941517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3468332433067941517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/09/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3113656596772698958</id><published>2007-09-10T20:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:10:24.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace, Blessings and Love</title><content type='html'>This thought is going to be very brief because I have a lot to do before I retire for the day.  Could not let the day go by without giving praise to God for His goodness through it all.  Not quite sure what tomorrow might bring, but not really a concern of mine.  Just wanted to say thank you to the Almighty Universal Spirit that rules over everything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourselves and one another.&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Blessings and Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3113656596772698958?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3113656596772698958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3113656596772698958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3113656596772698958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3113656596772698958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/09/peace-blessings-and-love.html' title='Peace, Blessings and Love'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-1204407300383731459</id><published>2007-09-01T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:40:24.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, not quite yet, but this is my birthday month! If you come and visit my site this month, please give me a shout out! I'd like to know you were here. And if you're so inclined, I'd love to get a Happy Birthday from ya. I love birthdays. It doesn't matter if it's mine or someone elses, I just think birthdays are so very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been away for a minute, but wait till you hear what I've been doing... Finalizing my CD. It is done! Yeah! Finally! I can't wait for you all to hear it, it is the bomb. Shout out to Courtney Rice at Waxwun Productions! What a talented young man. Y'all he did me good, the beats are hot! He laid "Hunk of Black Man" out. So you should be able to get your copy of the CD in a few weeks from the website or from me as I am out and about promoting it. Got to do the legal stuff before I put it out there, you know how that goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also getting ready to conduct my very first workshop called "Did You Know You Can Fly!" So what is this you ask...Well, I have people coming up to me all the time asking me how I do what I do, and I basically tell them you have to put yourself out there. Move past the fear and do it anyway. Sometimes I think we feel like we have to be at a certain point before we can pursue our dreams, but that ain't so. All it takes is getting out there and doing it. There is no magic formula folk. In this workshop I am going to challenge those who are brave enough to sign up to step outside their box and have some fun. Not take themselves too seriously and get silly. It should be fun, so if you're interested hit me up via email and I'll be happy to give you more details. The first workshop is going to be October 5 on the campus of Queens Univ of Charlotte. I have access to a stage and we are going to have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a million other things to do, so must get going, but you all stay focused, faithful and fine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and each other!!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-1204407300383731459?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1204407300383731459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=1204407300383731459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1204407300383731459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1204407300383731459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6791099406951571394</id><published>2007-08-03T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T08:24:20.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My CD Coming Soon!</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all well and counting your blessings no matter how things appear. So much to be thankful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a big day for me because I go into the studio to cut my first CD! Yeah! I am so excited I can barely contain myself! You should be able to hear a sample of it on my website in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met with a wise friend yesterday to talk about venturing out and going for my dreams and he gave me sound advice. First of all he told me to find a mentor, someone who has been where I am about to go. His rationale in this was that they might be able to help me avoid some pitfalls because they had been there and done that. Secondly, he suggested I be authentic with myself; decide if I might need to talk to my employer and see if there were any flexibility for me in my current position. Lastly, he told me to put together a business plan and then get out there and talk to folk who might be able to invest! I can do that! I left our lunch engagement feeling optimistic, encouraged and on fire. Nothing like talking to someone who can give you sound practical advice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I continue to move forward, dream, act and hold fast to what I know...Marina, I'ma Poet and to the world I'm gonna show it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6791099406951571394?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6791099406951571394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6791099406951571394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6791099406951571394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6791099406951571394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-cd-coming-soon.html' title='My CD Coming Soon!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2771769211612749832</id><published>2007-08-01T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T09:37:16.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 1</title><content type='html'>What up my people! How ya doing out there? Everybody good? Yes you are! Today is the first day of the month and it's a time for new beginnings. How many of you out there have been procrastinating: told yourself you were going to start that exercise program, drink more water, let that man go, spend more time with self, take the children to the park, go back to school, finish school, learn to read, write, spell, start your own business. Ok, today is the day! It's a brand new month and the prime time to start anew. Stop making excuses and just make the first step towards that thing you've been putting off. And you know what? I'm gonna join you. Today, I am going to dedicate myself to doing something everyday for the month of August to promote my book. And I'm even going to keep a journal of it, how's that? Why don't you join me? Cool, let's do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God from whom all blessings flow! Make it a great day! Be intentional about your day, life and your dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time! Let the top back, settle in and enjoy the ride!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2771769211612749832?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2771769211612749832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2771769211612749832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2771769211612749832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2771769211612749832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-1.html' title='August 1'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-4873817949893834337</id><published>2007-07-30T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:49:09.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sooo High!</title><content type='html'>Oh my,so much to share, so little time. Hope you all are well. I am in such a good place and I thank the Creator for her goodness. Through my gratitude journal, prayer and meditation and bible reading in the mornings, I am discovering how blessed I really am. It's amazing how you realize, when you stop to reflect, how good life is. And you know what I've learned? The discovery of this goodness isn't contingent upon anything other than simply giving thanks. When you give thanks it seems to set off a vibration in the Universe that responds with a like energy, radiating back an equal response. Don't know, just really, really grateful to be alive, healthy and present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so when I first started conversing with you, I told you there were going to be some exciting things coming down the pike...well those of you that read my blog will be the first to learn about the production of If I Decide To Fly! I decided today, that I am going to bring the book to the stage in early to mid-December! What! Oh yeah! Charlotte first, the world to follow!  I am in the pre-production stage as we speak and it is going to be off the chain! Black men will walk down the streets with their heads held high letting the world know God did a little sumthin sumthin extra when he created me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta here cause - "I got work to do, I got work to do, I got a job baby!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-4873817949893834337?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4873817949893834337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=4873817949893834337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4873817949893834337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4873817949893834337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-sooo-high.html' title='I&apos;m Sooo High!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5578231819452206297</id><published>2007-07-25T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:37:25.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Harlem, NY</title><content type='html'>What's up my fellow human beings? Hope life is awesome for you too! Fortunate to be back home safe and sound in the Carolina's from a trip to Harlem. As you all know, I proudly proclaim I was born in Harlem Hospital. Well I had a chance to be a few feet away from the hospital this past weekend as I supported a co-author at the Harlem Book Festival,and let me tell you the magic of Harlem is still alive and well!&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of informative panels and discussions and the Muslim brothers were especially putting down the knowledge! Much love to them. I was so proud to see so many folk out supporting the authors and vendors; it was a beautiful thang let me tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot as an observer and will definitely be back next year as a participant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless and may everything you put out in the Universe multiple itself a hundred times over.&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5578231819452206297?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5578231819452206297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5578231819452206297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5578231819452206297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5578231819452206297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-harlem-ny.html' title='Back From Harlem, NY'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-4004340020624282583</id><published>2007-07-18T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T08:43:48.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Creation Process...</title><content type='html'>Good Morning Lucky Charms! Hope you are all creating wonderful and fabulous things, experiences and relationships in your lives! I know I am! Wow! This thing called life is awesome! What a ride!! Weeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you to all the folk that purchased books at the New Bern Literary Festival in New Bern, NC last weekend. What a beautiful town you all have. I will surely get back to visit one day soon. I really appreciate all the kind words and your reception to my poetry. That &lt;em&gt;Hunk of Black Man &lt;/em&gt;is the bomb isn't it! I love reciting, performing and interacting with that piece. It certainly is a friendly fun poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be opening a poetry/jazz cafe in the Charlotte area within the next year or so and I ask for all your prayers and positive thoughts on the creation of my vision. More details to follow. I will be heading to Harlem, my old stompin grounds this weekend for the Harlem Book Festival! Hope to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, stay focused, dream big and never, ever give up on your dreams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-4004340020624282583?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4004340020624282583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=4004340020624282583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4004340020624282583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4004340020624282583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/creation-process.html' title='The Creation Process...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7247233868742418641</id><published>2007-06-25T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T09:14:47.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reap What you Sow</title><content type='html'>I went to church yesterday, and the minister talked about reaping what you sow, but she offered the old adage with a spin. Most of the time when we hear this idea we think about other people and what they may have done to us and wish them not so good thoughts. Or we think about folk that might be doing things we don't agree with and decide what they will reap, and it ain't always nice. She reminded us those thoughts create energy and like response for us too. She suggested when we decide someone else's fate with negative thoughts, those thoughts create for us, the thinker. I had never thought of it that way! It sure got my attention cause I know I've been guilty of deciding what someone else deserves based on what I've perceived they've done to me, but never stop to contemplate what that energy might be creating for me. Her words were a blessing for my soul in that they also helped me to see forgiveness in her message. If all I send someone who I've deemed has done me harm nothing but good thoughts, then that can help me to move on and forgive a whole lot sooner. I imagine this idea has to be one that is practiced because there are some folk who I have to really apply this concept to:) But on the positive side, I did call an old friend to make amends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way she applied the idea of reaping what you sow was in terms of what words and thoughts we put out into the Universe. She reminded us that the Universe only says "yes" to whatever we ask or think. So if we say we don't have any money, the Universe says yes, but if we say we have abundance, the Universe says yes. Do you get how powerful and accurate that is? I certainly do and it has me checking my every thought and word until it becomes second nature. My mantra now is - I thank the Universe for blessing me with everything I need, desire and ask for!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;God bless you with abundance!!!!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7247233868742418641?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7247233868742418641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7247233868742418641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7247233868742418641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7247233868742418641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/reap-what-you-sow.html' title='Reap What you Sow'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-970577977835768708</id><published>2007-06-19T21:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:37:51.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck The Marrow From Life!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm just going to get straight to the point... I went to the funeral of one of my co-workers son's today (God bless the Ravenell family) and I tell you what, if you have anyone that you love, cherish and adore, you'd better let them know. We say it all the time - life is short, but until it hits home or close to home, you don't really understand the brevity of life. I'm here to tell you that everything I thought was a big problem in my life all of a sudden got minimized to a grain of sand. Even the big toe on my left foot that I found out today I broke on Father's Day running up a flight of stairs with my daughter. Before the funeral, it was the highlight of my latest complaints and long list of inconveniences. Ha! All a matter of perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making a pledge and a commitment to Marina to live every moment to the fullest. That means being with the sadness, pain, joy, happiness and every other emotion life brings. I am committing myself to embracing it all with equal vigor. I can choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, don't just live life, suck from it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-970577977835768708?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/970577977835768708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=970577977835768708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/970577977835768708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/970577977835768708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/suck-marrow-from-life.html' title='Suck The Marrow From Life!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2393926124084491294</id><published>2007-06-17T12:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T12:35:57.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there that are holding it down for their children, families and community!  God bless you!  You are the ones I celebrate with my poetry!  You go boy!!!  Enjoy your day and let your families spoil you, you deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out at Independence Park all day yesterday for Charlotte's annual celebration of Juneteenth and man did I have a ball!  Just me, myself and I, hanging out, dancing to the drums and enjoying the local talent.  God blessed us with beautiful weather so folk were out looking good and having a great time.  Standing under the open sky,listening to the drums; I was transported back home to Motherland Africa.  I coudn't help but wonder what it was and is still like at home.  One day, God's will, I plan to visit Africa.  Have you been?  Bet it's amazing if you have huh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is my day to celebrate the brothas as I recite my poetry on the mainstage for Juneteenth.  What a blessing to be a part of a continued effort to recognize our freedom from bondage and slavery.  Some might argue we are still slaves in one form or another, but today I am not going there.  Today is a day of celebration.  I choose to celebrate Father's Day and acknowledge the freedom my ancestors experienced hundreds of years ago one day in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2393926124084491294?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2393926124084491294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2393926124084491294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2393926124084491294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2393926124084491294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2042676731889230742</id><published>2007-06-12T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:08:00.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storm Has Passed...At Least For Now...</title><content type='html'>What's happening my peoples!!!! Are you bout bout it ? Cool! Don't you just love black lingo! Know I do. And for those you that have a problem with my comment about "black lingo", please don't email me cause it's just my way of dancing thru life. Man oh woman! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll I'm here to tell you...unless you've come through a storm and had your faith tested, you don't have a clue what hope means. Once again, just my thoughts. Not trying to speak for anybody but Marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the most recent storm in my life has passed, my faith has been tested, I'm up off my knees (at least for the moment), and you want to know what I've learned through the latest test...it's all good! Yes sir, I said it! It's all good! I can say that now, but if you had asked me a week ago how I felt about what I was going through, you mighta got hit by a few cuss words, and that's just keepin it real. I had my patience, faith, courage, pride, ego, and beliefs tested in this new storm. And as I was passing through, I was reading Jeremiah. God led me to it before the storm came. Wish I could tell ya'll my previous experiences, obstacles, trials, etc were enough to keep me grounded, but what I learned was that I have room to grow in my perfect and whole state. Yes I am perfect and whole right were I am cause God made me and He's got me, but at the same time, moving forward, if it's His will, I have room for growth. Ya'll don't hear me now!! So now that the sun has come out and I can see a little more clearly, I bless it all. I hope what I've learned this time will give me the strength to bear the next storm with a little more faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through my friends, I learned what it feels like to "feel" helpless, to perceive all your options exhausted, I learned what it means to lean, I learned what it feels like to want to walk away from the very thing that has kept you grounded, I learned what it's like to walk around in circles not sure what to do, I learned what it's like to cry for the sake of crying, I learned where I am and how I handle trials, I learned to let go and be OK with letting go, I learned that letting go doesn't mean nothing is happening. Yet at the same time (hallelujah) I learned I am strong, I learned God really does have my back even when it feels like He has walked away, I learned that sometimes you just have to "be" in the mess you make cause that's where you learn to "clean up" for yourself, I learned I have options, I learned I'm OK, I learned I have the tools to hang tight, I learned to take the good with the bad, I learned that if I can hold on long enough to make it to the other side, I'll see things a whole lot different and hopefully be able to bless it all. And that's why I say It's All Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, love yourself with the same vigor you love or want to be loved and then you'll feel loved! Man, I love this thing called life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2042676731889230742?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2042676731889230742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2042676731889230742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2042676731889230742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2042676731889230742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/storm-has-passedat-least-for-now.html' title='The Storm Has Passed...At Least For Now...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6155939487095980939</id><published>2007-05-28T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:11:39.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To God Be The Glory!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey!!! What's been happening? Your girl has been away for a minute, but it's all good! I needed to take a bit of a hiatus and reposition myself as Steve Harvey would say. I came off the blocks hard(those of you that run/ran track will know what I mean) and realized as I got halfway down the track, I should slow my pace or I would exhaust myself before the finish line. I say all that to say, I took a few weeks off to go to the well for replenishment. I feel stronger, encouraged, enlightened, wiser and ready to pick things up again. Amazing what a little introspection will do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's next you ask? Well the main thing is to continue to let folk know about this amazing book I have published and that means hitting the road again. So Atlanta, Greensboro, other parts of NC and all up and down the east coast...here I come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I want to share what's been going on with me the last few weeks. When you read my blogs, you'll find most of them will have some reference to God. I am learning how good is He through a number of experiences: finances, relationships, new beginnings, letting go, opening up, cleaning out, acknowledging, stepping up, sitting back, on and on. I attended a workshop facilitated by Ahmad Daniels, a very active brother in the Charlotte, NC area where a group of brilliant minds discussed our role in bettering the lives of black boys/men. Ahmad and I have become very good friends and I respect and admire what he is doing on the forefront for our children and men. In this workshop, God revealed Himself to me in so many ways. My eldest child graduated from college a week ago. My youngest child learned how to ride her bike this week. My son and my relationship has reached a new level. I will be moving into my house in a month. I love to dance and have reached a point in my life where I don't mind dancing alone, as a matter of fact, I've learned I prefer it. I am realizing how beautiful I am. I am learning to love me. I am learning to accept people for who they are instead of wanting to change them. I am learning where people fit in my life and where they don't. For each of these experiences there is one emotion that is consistent...gratitude. I love God not for what She can do but for who He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings and please take care of yourself and one another.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6155939487095980939?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6155939487095980939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6155939487095980939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6155939487095980939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6155939487095980939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-god-be-glory.html' title='To God Be The Glory!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7619916799746548466</id><published>2007-05-09T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:16:12.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships Are Interesting</title><content type='html'>Been thinking a lot about relationships the past week or so, and mainly because they are the best place to "mirror" back self. As a result, I've had to do some spring cleaning with folk and the thoughts that bought them into my life. It's amazing how we pray for things and wonder why they don't appear when the problem is our lives are clogged up with unhealthy relationships. I know ya'll know where I'm going with that so I'll just leave it there:) But before I do... want to offer that you be very selective about the people you invite into your life. Just remember with them comes energy and energy is transferable. You learn a lot about yourself by the people you attract. Do you attract broke folk? What might that say about your financial thoughts? Do you attract people who could afford to take a course on integrity? What are you lying about? Either to yourself or others. Are there folk in your life who challenge you, encourage you, believe in you, trust you, want the best for you? If not why? Are you loving yourself or waiting for somebody to come along to love you? Do you find yourself attracting the same type of woman/man? Does that work for you or not? Just some thoughts going through my head. Questions I ask myself, trust!!! I'm learning though and I'm not having a problem cleaning house ya'll!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing the clarity you have when you alleviate toxic relationships. Just remember, thoughts create and you can create new ones if you don't like what is manifesting on the outside as a result of what's going on in the inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey! &lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7619916799746548466?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7619916799746548466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7619916799746548466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7619916799746548466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7619916799746548466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/relationships-are-interesting.html' title='Relationships Are Interesting'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7799822561218987012</id><published>2007-05-02T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T10:50:53.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Wondering...</title><content type='html'>What's up? Once again, I want to thank a few true and faithful friends who are supporting me big time - shout out to Margie &amp; Bill, DJ L Boogie, Dre, Pat &amp; Dee Dee, my kids, Kathy &amp; Rra, my co-workers (you know who you are), and anybody else I may have forgotten. A special thank you to Frazer at Park Road Books and Jaz at RealEyes Bookstore for hosting book signings last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some down time from book signings but still out there promoting the book in different venues. Love the feedback I continue to get and want you all to know it keeps me going, so keep it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm just wondering...What the hell is going on with gas prices? Did I miss something? I'm bout ready to park my car and figure out the bus system!!! It's crazy. Is there a cap, or do we continue to pay whatever the big dogs decide they want to charge? I'm just askin cause a sista wanna know! Crazy, real crazy. When somebody figures it out, will you hit a sista up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run! Until next time, take care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7799822561218987012?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7799822561218987012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7799822561218987012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7799822561218987012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7799822561218987012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-wondering.html' title='Just Wondering...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-3425124087347858288</id><published>2007-04-27T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T14:42:06.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's My Name?</title><content type='html'>Got all these song titles in my head. Must be the weekend! So what you doing for the weekend? Yeah? That sounds like fun! Who me? Oh, I got a lot going on! Got a book signing on Sat. (know I'll see you there:), my son has his first tennis tournament Saturday morning, and then me and my girls are going out (dancing, dancing, dancing; she's a dancing machine, oh baby, move it baby!) Sat. night! Yes it's a lot, but that's the way, uhhuh uhhuh I like it! Told you had song titles in my head. I'm so silly sometimes:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to thank all my co-workers and friends that came out to my book signing at Park Road Books Wednesday night, I had fun!  You all are the best. I appreciate your support and the wonderful feedback you give me about my poetry. Keep me in your prayers and I'll do the same for you. Whatever you do, keep it safe and be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless and take care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-3425124087347858288?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3425124087347858288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=3425124087347858288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3425124087347858288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/3425124087347858288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-my-name.html' title='What&apos;s My Name?'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6414642747143016486</id><published>2007-04-23T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:59:34.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Signing Off</title><content type='html'>Getting ready for bed, but did not want to let the day go by without giving honor and praise to God for a beautiful day.  Not just weather wise but mental, physical and spiritual beauty.  So much to be grateful for, and during these times when the house is quiet and the kids are asleep I am so present to what truly is.  God is all there is.  Know you might have noticed an underlying theme of gratitude in my blogs, but you have to understand where I've come from to understand why I realize I have so much to be grateful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to give a shout out to my faithful supporters along this journey:  Pat, &lt;br /&gt;Dee Dee, DJ L Boogie, Andre, Jorge, Kori, Margie and so many others who go nameless.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6414642747143016486?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6414642747143016486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6414642747143016486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6414642747143016486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6414642747143016486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/signing-off.html' title='Signing Off'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6787807024763662430</id><published>2007-04-19T05:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:17:05.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life!</title><content type='html'>Good morning everybody! Praise the Almighty God for life this morning! Is He good or what? Trust, I know. I'm learning how to count the blessings in my life ya'll, and I ain't all the way there. You all gotta know those of us who appear to have it going on have days where we doubt God, ourselves, our purpose, this world and everything we hold fast to believing. Don't get fooled when you see somebody that appears to be movin and shakin. We all got stuff. Don't know where that came from, but sure it was for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Ahmad Daniels! Thanks for allowing me to be apart of your morning radio show Real Talk yesterday on Rejoynetwork am1370. I had a blast! Great questions and thoughtful dialogue. Had a great time chatting with you at Talley's afterwards. Those muffins were good weren't they! Rashaun, you are a talented, handsome, and energetic young man. Don't let anybody steal your joy. You keep moving and dreaming young man, God's got a huge plan for your life, you mark my words! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a big gig coming up this Sunday. For those of you that live in the Charlotte area, you don't want to miss the show I'm putting together along with a very talented soloists on Sunday night at Tempo's. We had a rehearsal tonight and it is going to be the bomb, trust! More importantly, we are going to have fun, so come on out and enjoy the ride with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and each other!&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6787807024763662430?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6787807024763662430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6787807024763662430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6787807024763662430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6787807024763662430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/life.html' title='Life!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-733186432055220325</id><published>2007-04-16T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T10:56:19.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Like A Little R &amp; R</title><content type='html'>Had an interesting time at For Sisters Only at the Merchandise Mart in Charlotte on Saturday.  I will leave it there:)  Shout out to Bluz, you are a funny dude man!! Also, shout out to all the poets that came out.  I gained some food for my spirit from a gang of talented spoken word artists who showed up to leave a message.  Always good to hear poets who are interested in feeding the soul and who take the craft serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Lloyd Strayhorn!   Had a chance to meet the brother and talk one on one with him before things got poppin at For Sisters Only.  Real down to earth and approachable brotha and he certainly has a gift with the numbers!  Have to say I was a non-believer until he read me like a book after I gave him my birthdate:)  If you have not had the experience of watching him do his thing, I'd highly recommend his book.  Thanks for the words of wisdon Lloyd, I apprecaite them more than you will know:)  Will be in touch when I come to NY!  Thanks to those of you that stopped by my table to chat and buy the book, I really appreciate it!  Would love to hear your feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, next I will be doing my thing at Tempo on Sunday, April 22.  Looking forward to having fun and hope to see your face in the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-733186432055220325?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/733186432055220325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=733186432055220325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/733186432055220325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/733186432055220325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-like-little-r-r.html' title='Nothing Like A Little R &amp; R'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-4197229378937529948</id><published>2007-04-13T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:45:25.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday!!!</title><content type='html'>Yippie! Livin for the weekend! Actually I don't live for the weekend, but I had that song in my head:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl Pat and I had a blast last night hanging out with some fellow poets in Gastonia. What's up Cherri and Renee! Charlotte and the world, watch out for these two sistas! You talk about talent! What! They host a weekly poetry night on Thurs at a spot called Dino's in Gastonia. Shout out to the owner Ernie! Dino's remind me of a club my uncle used to own back in Brooklyn off of McDougal Street. One of those hole in the wall smoke-filled joints that used to rock Thursday through Sunday. Dino's actually had the basement that went all the way to the back and was filled with those old red and white chairs. Cool man! Felt like I stepped back in time last night. But I digress as usual! Cherri and Renee's program is televised on Cable Channel 21 on Tuesday nights at 11:30pm. So look for yours truly performing my signature piece "Hunk of Black Man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be performing Saturday at For Sisters Only in Charlotte. Grateful to God for all the opportunities He's presenting and will continue to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend! Take good care of yourself and each other,&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-4197229378937529948?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4197229378937529948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=4197229378937529948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4197229378937529948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4197229378937529948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6257815711700777998</id><published>2007-04-09T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T10:50:43.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Next?</title><content type='html'>I've been away for a few days but it's good to be back! Lots going on. If you've looked at the website recently, you'll see that I've added a new page called Signings/News. You'll also see that the month of April will be a happening month for me! I love the book signings because they give me an opportunity to recite and to meet you:) So please introduce yourself and let me know if you've been to the site when we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son and I went to the Davis Cup in Winston-Salem this weekend and had an opportunity to see James Blake play. I'm happy to report he won! That brotha know he can play some tennis! We had fun hanging out together. I cherish these times knowing they are fleeting. We also watched Malcolm X and the first part of Roots. I am in awe of what we as a people have come through when I watch programs that correctly depict my history. I thank God for those who understand the importance of appropriately documenting our history via the media, written word, dance, art, etc. I tell you what I've concluded as a result - God is not through with us yet. Given all that we've been through, are going through, there is no reason we should still be a prosperous people. Goes to show we certainly have favor that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6257815711700777998?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6257815711700777998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6257815711700777998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6257815711700777998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6257815711700777998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s Next?'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5621336694453447083</id><published>2007-04-03T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:09:53.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crank It Up!</title><content type='html'>Listened to Steve Harvey let Spirit use him as he spoke to the brothas this morning in his opening tribute to God on his radio show. My God how he allows himself to be used as a vessel! I wanted every brotha in the world to hear what Steve was saying.  Briefly, he asked brothas to step to the plate and take care of our babies, even if they aren't theirs.  He asked them to take a fatherless neighborhood child to a game, or to the park.   His challenge to brothas was so authentic, real and powerful. Steve says things that only a man could say to another man! Praise God for you Steve, you truly are a blessing. How humble to hear a man say that only by the grace of God is he where he is and had it not been for God he didn't know where he'd be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the kind of person that likes to have God shoved down my throat because I've had my share of that growing up as a child, so I am a bit rebellious when it comes to certain topics regarding religion. Yet on the other hand, I love to hear about personal,authentic relationships with God, the ones where the person really lets you in on what they're going through and how God is guiding and providing for them despite the fact that they ain't got it all together. Trust me, I can relate to those stories! Anyway, thanks Steve, you are a great inspiration to me and others I am sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as things begin to come to fruition for me, I get excited about the faithfulness of God. I watch as God fulfill many of His promises He made to me a long ago, and it brings tears to my eyes as I type these words because even though I doubted ya'll, He kept His word. Timing, seasons, reaping, faithfulness, perseverance, hope, trust, having it be ok either way, doing my part, tuning out my own negative voices and others, believing in myself, loving myself, going on despite what it looked like, the appearance of limited finances...I could go on and on, but I think you get the picture. He is real and He is good and the only proof of that I need is the breath in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself and one another,&lt;br /&gt;peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5621336694453447083?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5621336694453447083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5621336694453447083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5621336694453447083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5621336694453447083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/crank-it-up.html' title='Crank It Up!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6214625151834510702</id><published>2007-04-02T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T09:34:51.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend!</title><content type='html'>What a busy weekend!  I am still trying to catch my breath.  Got a chance to meet and hang out with Kenny Lattimore on Thursday.  He is so down to earth and real.  Shout out to Samaria and Kristi of Neoloveinc. Great job on a classy event at Grand Central.  These two ladies know how to throw an event! Had lots of fun and look forward to attending their next social.  Look out for the band Soulutions!  Those brothers are a group of talented artists and I'm sure you will be hearing their name soon if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots coming in the next few weeks so be sure to check out the website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day and stay lifted!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6214625151834510702?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6214625151834510702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6214625151834510702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6214625151834510702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6214625151834510702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-weekend.html' title='Great Weekend!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6361446090024964471</id><published>2007-03-27T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T13:07:35.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has me Sprung!</title><content type='html'>Oh my God! What! I so want to be outside right now. I am finding every excuse in the book to get outdoors. Don't know how the weather is in your part of town right about now, but it is simply gorgeous here in my neck of the woods. Having a hard time concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, who is feeling that new Macy Gray joint? If you haven't heard it, it is off the chain! Loving the new Reuben Studdard cut "Beautiful." I feel beautiful! Hope you do too! And since we are on the subject, what about the new single "Deeper Still" by Rick James. "I love you deeper still, and I always will!!!! Ya'll know that's a tribute to Teena Marie don't you? I can't take credit for figuring that out; actually my son did. He loves him some Teena Marie and I'm sick of hearing her around my house. Love Teena too, but everyday for the past three months! Enough already. So anywho, he said there is a reference to a number of songs they did together in his new song. Maybe he has something there, you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, guess I'd better focus up. Have a great day, and look for some of my engagements coming soon. If you come out, please introduce yourself to me. Remember, I like meeting new people:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, blessings and love,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6361446090024964471?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6361446090024964471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6361446090024964471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6361446090024964471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6361446090024964471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-has-me-sprung.html' title='Spring has me Sprung!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-97422042519976283</id><published>2007-03-26T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:38:49.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Brothas...</title><content type='html'>Man! How beautiful, funny, talented, sensitive, caring, authentic and Spirit-filled you are. I am in awe of you my brothas. If we could just have a moment of silence for the brothas.... thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge, it was amazing meeting you today at Kokomo's. Your energy is contagious! What a blessing! The moment you walked through the door, I felt your energy. I look forward to working with you. Thank you Hannock(forgive the spelling)for talking with me about the gig on Sunday at Tempo's. You made me feel at ease during our conversation and I appreicate you for that.  I think we are going to work well together and the audience will enjoy the flow. The Company is a talented band, and I look forward to opening for you all. I promise to bring it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danita, my sista, thanks for your positive energy and for being so kind to my girl and I as we attempt to make things happen at Tempo! You are a beautiful sista inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to my two side kicks Pat and Dee Dee; how would I do this without your encouragement, faith and cheering me on! You two have been my rock, my pillars and my sista girls! I love you both and I thank you for listening to me rant, allowing me to wake you in the wee hours of the morning with yet another idea, and for just being there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's love...&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-97422042519976283?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/97422042519976283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=97422042519976283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/97422042519976283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/97422042519976283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-beautiful-brothas.html' title='My Beautiful Brothas...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-9030537303244209770</id><published>2007-03-22T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T19:50:32.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pace It Baby!</title><content type='html'>That's what I've been telling myself the past few days!  I've got to remind myself that Rome wasn't built in a day.  This book means so much to me and quite frankly, I want every black man with breath in his body to read it.  God has truly used me as a vessel to pour forth His word, and everytime I get feedback from a brotha that has read the book, that sentiment is confirmed.  I am humbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nick for sharing the fact that you read the book everyday.  You have no idea how your words of encouragement fuel me on.  I thought I knew what God was offering to His heirs when I wrote the poems, but of course I could not have known because I am not a black man.  I had no idea how deep the words in my poetry would penetrate the souls of black men.  Why did He choose me for this message?  Heck if I know.  I am not interested in questioning anything my God does.  Learned a long time ago that sometimes it is best to let things remain a mystery.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, signing off.  Until next time, take care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-9030537303244209770?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/9030537303244209770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=9030537303244209770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/9030537303244209770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/9030537303244209770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/pace-it-baby.html' title='Pace It Baby!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6453508541315240671</id><published>2007-03-21T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:46:14.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And So It Is</title><content type='html'>Praise God from whom all blessings flow!  Great day today for me.  Full of gratitude and happy to be alive, healthy and free.  Don't ever take any of those for granted.  So today was a very busy day for me at work, but I got through it.  Grateful to have a J-O-B that I love and dont mind going into everyday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we talk?  Ok, here's what's on my mind.  Why do we choose to live small when there is so much we have access to?  Been trying to figure that out, not so much for myself, but for folk in particular that I know, and if I'm authentic, maybe for myself too.  God has given us abundance in so many realms: look at the stars, the ocean, the mountains, the blades of grass, the trees, etc.  Yet despite the evidence of what's possible, some of us choose to scrape from the bottom of the bucket.  Not quite sure why that is, are you?  Well, as for me, I am raising the bar.  Not choosing to live small anymore.  Not chasing the almighty dollar cause that's an illusion, but deciding to put my all into everything I do and reaping the results. What are the results for me?  Great question!  The result for me is the reality that I chose to follow my own dream.  Living large for me is going for what I desire with everything in my being.  If I can say I did that then hey...I'm livin large!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good to yourself and take care of each other,&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6453508541315240671?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6453508541315240671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6453508541315240671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6453508541315240671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6453508541315240671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-so-it-is.html' title='And So It Is'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6749416548525679393</id><published>2007-03-20T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:42:56.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Here!</title><content type='html'>The past few days have been simply amazing! Since my books have arrived, it has been non-stop movement! I know this is just the beginning, but I love it! Shout outs to Lisa, Belinda, De'Angelo, Sean and Nick! Thank you all for supporting my book and embracing me while I was out and about promoting it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that live in Charlotte, you can catch me at For Sisters Only @ the Merchandise Mart in the LiteraryCafe on April 14. I also have a book signing at Park Road Books in the Park Road Shopping Center on April 26 @ 5:30pm. I will keep you abreast of other signings as they come up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say this...This book is about an empowering mentality for me. I am interested in black men/boys first, black women/girls, and everybody else understanding who the black man is from my perspective. Of course, I am not a black man so I don't profess to speak as a black man, but I do believe that God has given me the ability to speak as a person with a vision. My vision proclaims victory, heirship and right place for the black man. Will it manifest as I envision it in my lifetime? Maybe, maybe not. That is irrelevant to me because I have no doubt it will. I have no doubt that it has not already been ordained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of each other,&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6749416548525679393?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6749416548525679393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6749416548525679393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6749416548525679393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6749416548525679393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/theyre-here.html' title='They&apos;re Here!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-8023027620003525619</id><published>2007-03-16T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:09:12.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience is a Virtue</title><content type='html'>Or so I've been told.  As I sit waiting for the UPS delivery truck to deliver my books, my patience has grown thin due to the fact that I've been waiting since 9:00am for their arrival.  It is now 3:52pm.  I imagine this waiting process is like waiting for a number of things to "arrive":  a man who can appreciate, love and respect you, a child to be born, a healing to occur, a hardship to end, a prayer to be answered, a child to come home or leave home, a job to call, a lover to understand, a mother or father to call, on and on.  The process of waiting can be what I make it, I know, and right now, it is simply a trail in patience.  I don't wait well, or I didn't until now.  I realize I can choose how I will wait until the truck finally does arrive.  I can be impatient, but that won't make the truck come any faster, but it sure will frustrate the hell out of me, or I can resign myself to the fact that in this moment I am exactly where I am supposed to be. I can choose to relax, trust God, resolve myself to what is, and ebb and flow with that!  I feel a wave rush over me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-8023027620003525619?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8023027620003525619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=8023027620003525619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8023027620003525619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8023027620003525619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/patience-is-virtue.html' title='Patience is a Virtue'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-732219668402167990</id><published>2007-03-15T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:44:00.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Quarter Investments</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning to Steve Harvey's portion of his radio show where he pays tribute to God for all of his blessings and he was talking about return on  investments. He challenged his listeners to take inventory of their first quarter returns based on what they had invested in the last three months. And so I did. After pondering the first quarter of 2007, I was proud of what I'd invested. I was proud to say that not only had I invested money, resources, time and faith in myself and others, I'd invested quiet and quality time with God which I believe has reaped the biggest return in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to Steve for allowing his listeners to join him in paying homage to God.  Yes, Steve, He is worthy.  I look forward to evaluating the second quarter.  I have no doubt it will be powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, take care of each other.&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-732219668402167990?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/732219668402167990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=732219668402167990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/732219668402167990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/732219668402167990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-quarter-investments.html' title='First Quarter Investments'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-8363555251358259882</id><published>2007-03-14T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:18:10.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Cannot Express...</title><content type='html'>The past few days have been quite overwhelming for me in terms of trying to absorb the goodness of God. It almost brings me to tears when I think about His mercy and grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the privilege of hearing the prolific Joyce Carol Oates speak yesterday, and one of the things she said that struck me like a bolt of lightening was that every writer has to find her/his own voice.  Of course I've heard those words many times before, but for some reason when she said it in that space and time, the light bulb went off for me.  It confirmed my destiny.  More oft than not, we spend a lot of time trying to fit the mold society has designed for us, but what I got when she said those worrds, is that we are all individuals in a collective mass of energy, time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today when I arrive home, and two copies of my book await me, the sight of them take my breath away.  This tangible book that I hold in my hands represent the vision, faith, tenacity, fortitude, hunger and example of what is possible.  But more importantly for me, it represents the faithfulness of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-8363555251358259882?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8363555251358259882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=8363555251358259882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8363555251358259882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/8363555251358259882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/words-cannot-express.html' title='Words Cannot Express...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-4328079722626732286</id><published>2007-03-12T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:46:10.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnificant Monday!</title><content type='html'>Top of the morning to you!  Since I am a poet, I feel like simply sharing a poem today.  And it goes a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chasing a Dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can talk, marvel at what ifs&lt;br /&gt;stand atop a mountain and peek over the cliff&lt;br /&gt;it takes very little effort to dream your dream in words&lt;br /&gt;or lessen the one that jumps and call their dreams absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh it takes a determined soul to chase the flickering gleam&lt;br /&gt;inside the minds eye that turns into a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes anyone can talk, marvel at what ifs&lt;br /&gt;but not anyone will jump...&lt;br /&gt;step off of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from Dream Snatchers!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-4328079722626732286?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4328079722626732286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=4328079722626732286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4328079722626732286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/4328079722626732286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/magnificant-monday.html' title='Magnificant Monday!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5829173084419180445</id><published>2007-03-09T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:05:45.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxation Friday</title><content type='html'>Plan on relaxing this weekend and spending some me time.  Hope you have a safe and relaxing weekend!  God bless and do something for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5829173084419180445?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5829173084419180445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5829173084419180445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5829173084419180445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5829173084419180445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/relaxation-friday.html' title='Relaxation Friday'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2883278653348571370</id><published>2007-03-07T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T11:55:14.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Woke up in a serious funk this morning, not quite sure why.  Went to bed by nine and felt really rested when I awoke, but couldn't seem to shake the funk as I moved about.  That is until I sat at my desk for my morning meditation and began to write in my gratitude journal.  I decided to go back over the past few months and read some of my previous entries and WOW!  I'm telling you there is power in gratitude!  Immediately, the cloud of funk lifted and I found myself praising God for the many blessings in my life.  Sometimes we get down and have a tendency to forget how good we have it, but I tell you, when you stop to count your blessings, it can be quite an eye opener for realizing how much we take for granted.  So take some time today to count those blessings, I promise you when you start, they add up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2883278653348571370?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2883278653348571370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2883278653348571370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2883278653348571370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2883278653348571370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6847054749528740076</id><published>2007-03-06T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T11:35:09.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming To A Bookstore Near You!</title><content type='html'>God is good, all the time, God is good!  Can I get a amen?!  Had company last night and we both realized upon her arrival that we were tired, so we didn't visit long.  Shout out to Angela, what's up girl?!  Go get that paper girl, I'm proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be signing copies of the book and reciting poems from it at a bookstore near you beginning in June/July.  Please watch my website for dates, times and locations.  I look forward to meeting you all.  Won't be long-winded today, but will say...don't just follow your dreams, experience your dreams until you realize you're living them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6847054749528740076?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6847054749528740076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6847054749528740076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6847054749528740076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6847054749528740076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/coming-to-bookstore-near-you.html' title='Coming To A Bookstore Near You!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2341782894683285571</id><published>2007-03-05T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:45:25.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Getting Close!</title><content type='html'>I am going to really work hard at trying to contain my excitement, but thinking about the delivery of my books just "makes me wanna holla" (some of ya'll don't know anything about that right there and if you don't I suggest you head to the library or bookstore and inquire:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an extremely busy weekend and then on top of that, stayed up way too late last night so as you can imagine, I'm struggling with trying to stay awake.  That's ok, I'm gonna make it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading So You Call Yourself A Man by Carl Weber and found it quite entertaining.  If you like drama reading, I would recommend it.  Lots of twists and turns.  I picked up Sidney Poiter's new book yesterday, The Measure of A Man, and started reading it last night.  It is already quite good.  I will let you know how it is when I'm finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of yourself and each other,&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2341782894683285571?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2341782894683285571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2341782894683285571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2341782894683285571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2341782894683285571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-getting-close.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Close!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-1191815164006276976</id><published>2007-03-02T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:06:25.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>It's Friday ya'll!  Let's hear it for Friday!  Holla!  Ok, I'll bring it down a notch.  Hope you all have something great planned for the weekend even if it's something low key and laid back.  Not quite sure what my weekend will entail, but it will include a party somewhere.  If you read my profile, you'll know that I love to dance.  I could dance every day of the week, and I usually do in the confines of my own home (but that's our secret).  I highly recommend it, it's good exercise and it's not bad for the soul either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, take care of yourself and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-1191815164006276976?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1191815164006276976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=1191815164006276976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1191815164006276976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/1191815164006276976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7699707511138030853</id><published>2007-03-01T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T11:01:28.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Hear it for the Brothas!</title><content type='html'>Good morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what, Charlotte has some fine brothas, I don't care what anybody says!  I have enjoyed meeting you all as I pass out the flyers and you all give me love for writing the book for you.  Thank you for all the kind remarks and for the love and support, it is encouraging.  Shout out to all the brothas!  And to my sistas, I want to say thank you to you as well because you too are saying some positive things about the men in your lives, so I'm here to tell you there is love in our community despite appearances.  Let's keep loving, encouraging and supporting each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7699707511138030853?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7699707511138030853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7699707511138030853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7699707511138030853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7699707511138030853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/lets-hear-it-for-brothas.html' title='Let&apos;s Hear it for the Brothas!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7592425787707173026</id><published>2007-02-28T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T15:02:04.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Calendar - Coming Soon!</title><content type='html'>Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is CIAA weekend here in Charlotte, and all I have to say is PARTY, PARTY, PARTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I promised you I had some surprises coming down the pike, and I can now let one of the cats out of the bag (I think that's how the saying goes!) Now that the manuscript is done, I can focus on other projects and my calendar is one of them.  Oh yeah, I'm getting ahead of myself... the proof came yesterday and it is on it's way back to the printer for publication.  I also received 5,000 wonderful flyers designed by a very talented young man named Lamont who is the CEO of OHmyniceflyers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, I have been eager to display my poetry in a calendar that highlights the everyday brother.  The ones that are holding it down for their families and communities.  A lot of times when we see calendars with brothers on them, they are represented as eye candy.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking "eye candy" calendars, I like a little eye candy myself, but I wanted to represent my brothas in a multi-dimensional facet.  So, look for details to follow on the website in a few months and start dusting off those presentable photos:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7592425787707173026?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7592425787707173026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7592425787707173026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7592425787707173026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7592425787707173026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/calendar-coming-soon.html' title='Calendar - Coming Soon!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-5089387421019616241</id><published>2007-02-26T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:27:57.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>Well good news... I heard from the printer this morning and the proof is being fed-exed to me tonight.  I will receive it tomorrow! Yippie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you that prayed for my speedy recovery. I felt like myself for the first time in a few days. Good to be back in the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to keep it brief tonight.  Need to rest my body.  Hope you all listen to Steve Harvey in the morning when he first starts his show if he comes on in your city.  For those of you that do, you know he starts off giving all honor and praise to God and then goes into a very inspirational message for the morning.  His messages are always so powerful and they have been the catalyst for motivating me the past few months.  I prasie God for Steve and how he has allowed God to use him.  I look forward to meeting him one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless and be good to each other,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-5089387421019616241?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5089387421019616241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=5089387421019616241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5089387421019616241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/5089387421019616241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-9177754357322858034</id><published>2007-02-25T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:37:15.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Under The Weather</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have found me under the weather with a bug that my doctor seems to think will simply need to run its course. But I persevere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side bar if I may, to all the brothers out there that are taking care of your kids and doing the right thing by them, big ups! And to all the sistas holding down single motherhood, big ups to you too! Needed to get that off my chest cause sometimes the two don't get acknowledged and they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no manuscript all weekend, and although I was disappointed it didn't come by Saturday, I know the delay is all in divine order. Hoping it won't push the release date too far back for those of you that are anticipating getting your copy, but hopefully I will know more next week. Take good care of yourselves, and keep it positive regardless of the circumstances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is Love,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-9177754357322858034?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/9177754357322858034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=9177754357322858034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/9177754357322858034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/9177754357322858034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/under-weather.html' title='Under The Weather'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-2722607975594876310</id><published>2007-02-22T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:42:04.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, no manuscript in the mail today, but that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; because I got something even better! I am here to testify that God is good! My dear friend Vicki sent me a check for $200 to help fund my book. She is an amazing woman, friend, and Spirit. This woman has supported me from day one and she demonstrates the power of friendship, faith and love. Thank you Vicki, I love you! I am sharing this with you because I want to bear witness to what happens when you take a leap of faith. I did not always know where the funds were going to come from to publish this book, but I keep it moving, keep believing and keep trusting that God will provide, and so far He hasn't failed me yet!  This book is going to have such an impact on black men, in our community, the country and the world. I truly believe that. So I must continue to forge ahead with faith, vision, and trust.&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-2722607975594876310?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2722607975594876310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=2722607975594876310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2722607975594876310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/2722607975594876310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/god-is-good.html' title='God is Good!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-7080274719629298342</id><published>2007-02-21T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:42:38.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Look at the Proof Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Good Morning,&lt;br /&gt;For those of us that God called to wake up this morning, do you realize what a blessing that is? I certainly do, and despite what happened the day before, it's good to know that God's blessings are fresh and new every morning. That was my bible reading this morning, so I'm passing it on to you:) Ok, so the printer will mail the manuscript to me today, I'll get it tomorrow and will need to approve the proof and send it back by Monday (whew!). They don't give you much time when you're trying to stay within the timeframe of a publish date, but hey, that just means I'll have to handle my business! Once I approve it, it will go to press, as they say!&lt;br /&gt;For anyone thinking about self-publishing, I'd say go for it! It requires a lot of self-discipline, faith and fortitude, but in the long run, it's worth the blood sweat and tears! Like any business, you have to invest in yourself while believing in yourself, but if you keep that vision in the forefront of your mind, trust in God and get on the grind, it is so rewarding to see your dreams come alive! Keep hope alive people! Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless until next time,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-7080274719629298342?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7080274719629298342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=7080274719629298342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7080274719629298342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/7080274719629298342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-look-at-proof-tomorrow.html' title='First Look at the Proof Tomorrow'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1471945755490607072.post-6808102423496856324</id><published>2007-02-20T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:38:13.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>Let the Journey Begin!</title><content type='html'>Hey you,&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my website! I am so glad you stopped by and I invite you come back to see what's coming down the pike!  (shhhh!) Make sure you either pre-order your copy of the book, or come back and get it once it is published.  You won't be disappointed, I promise!  Lots will be happening in the next few months, so you are fortunate to be with me as the ride begins. I won't let the cat out of the bag, but there are several ventures in the works that will surely have a little somethin somethin for the ladies and the fellas. The book is at the printer as we speak, and I am so excited about this book, you just don't understand! Something for the brothers! It's about time! I look forward to meeting each and every one of you as I kick-off my book tour somewhere near the end of the year. Please feel free to drop me a line and give me your feedback on the book or whatever, I love hearing from you! Don't forget, the publish date is March 17, 2007 so you might want to pre-order your copy to qualify for that $100 VISA gift card!  What!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Marina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1471945755490607072-6808102423496856324?l=marinathepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6808102423496856324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1471945755490607072&amp;postID=6808102423496856324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6808102423496856324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1471945755490607072/posts/default/6808102423496856324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinathepoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/here-i-go.html' title='Let the Journey Begin!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06760179842061734747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_31pDgWs7PT4/SQPlK3fkqXI/AAAAAAAAABs/whS9mbIjn9U/S220/my+hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
