Buried Secrets

:a series of original quotes about what we are and how we do this thing we call life.

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Buried secrets do nothing but rot the roots of your family tree.


Slave Haven Underground Railroad Museum in Memphis, TN
Because its leaves remain green throughout winter, this magnolia tree was a sign to those escaping from slavery that they’d reached a safe house on the Underground Railroad.

For centuries, the horrific evils of slavery were inflicted on human beings in the Americas. After slavery ended, rather than healing and restorative justice, further crimes and degradation continued to be inflicted on the formerly enslaved and their descendants for generations.

Though schools have taught children that slavery existed, the majority of Americans are not aware of the full, unadulterated truth about the horrors of slavery and its resulting aftermath. These truths have been kept secret and the story of slavery in America glossed over. Instead of owning up to the truth of a country whose wealth was built on the work of forced unpaid labor, we have been content to believe that, as the tagline reads, America is the land of the free.

Burying any secret, let alone one as huge as the truth about the underlying foundation of a nation, is bound to bring up confusion, pain and distrust once it is out. Recently, a personal secret of my own has come to light. Through this revelation, I am now able to see the damage I have inflicted on myself by keeping this thing hidden instead of dealing with it head-on. Secrets truly do rot a person from the inside out.

Though it may be painful, and may cause relationships to be tested and lives temporarily thrown off-track, there is nothing good or worthwhile about keeping secrets. Appearances be damned! Screw what people think! Stop hiding from the truth of your reality. Expose those skeletons, set the weight of your secret down and dare to face the truth with courage.

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To be human is to evolve.

:a series of original quotes about what we are and how we do this thing we call life.

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To be human is to evolve. If we aren’t changing, something is wrong.

The caterpillar’s transformation into a butterfly is a widely used metaphor for change.

What would happen if the caterpillar decided she was too afraid to change into a butterfly? Why risk the terrors of flight? What if she had a long, deep think about her little life, and felt she’d done enough work already; didn’t want to upset things. Maybe one of her friends, a few weeks older and already fluttering about for a mate, informed her of the necessary rearranging she’d need to do while wrapped tightly in her cocoon and she chose, instead, to bypass that whole messy transformation business? After all, she was rather beautiful as-is, and content with crawling around on the earth looking for food. Who really needs wings anyway?

Though humans change and evolve during a life cycle as well, some of us tend towards stagnancy once we reach a certain comfort level in life. This plateau, this place of relaxed contentedness, can keep many of us from growing emotionally, mentally, spiritually and in many other ways. We might shy away from unfamiliar concepts and experiences, or confuse caution with complacency. Others use faith, pride or patriotism as a mask, fearful of the unknown; fearful of our own metamorphosis – our own very special gift of life.

To live is to change. This throbbing, pulsating planet we inhabit is constantly changing, as are the animals and plant life that live here with us. Why should humans, born of the same earth, be any different?

Be human! Embrace change! Live with an openness to new ideas, fresh perspectives, unique opportunities and extraordinary experiences!

All of life is a poem

:a series of original quotes about what we are and how we do this thing we call life.

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All of life is a poem
And we, her syllabic truths

-billie marie

There is a coyote living in the park where I walk with my dog, Zora, many mornings. We saw the animal, what looked like a coyote, walking out on the frozen lagoon one early Sunday morning. A co-worker confirmed a sighting while driving to work a couple of days after that. The next day, during another early morning meander through the park, Zora decided to play copycat and walk out onto the ice. She seemed right at ease, like she belonged. When I saw her out there, I didn’t see her as a confined house pet. I saw her as the coyote, without her leash and collar – free.

What is a poem, but an expression of life. And what is life, but a beautiful poem; spoken and chanted, built and picked apart, constantly being written by us all. How do we live it? Do we live in fear? Or, do we chose to live free?