March 3, 2011
I come here today with a smile. To greet myself humbley to my sisters of all the Nations, I am just one more voice honored to be in such a time as this.
I call myself free, because I have been called by God to speak truth from deep within me, maybe to scream out the unveiled traps I used to become intangled with, the thoughts, the dreams, the life that kept me from enjoying total freedom, Had I not known the word freedom Maybe I wouldnt be on such a journey so interesting and adventurous as this, I would not want or care to be here now. Why use freedom in this beginiing? journal? It has real meaning to me. One most importantly means my name. I looked it up in the baby name meaning book..Someone knew me before I was born. Or knew why my mother would call me such a name...All things are coming together for me. Freedom is something everyone wants, deserves and enjoys. I want to be enjoyable, I love Perfect Love! I love all others, I am so compelled in helping others, I want to stretch my hand, make it hurt in writing, work in fields of labor for those who needs are greater than mine. Yes, I am a saint, I am a missionary, I am woman, I am a mother, friend, was a wife, now a Nanny. I love children, I love the family. I love bringing people together in the sake of harmony and peace.
I have many stories of love, stories of brokeness and stories of Death. Many women need to here my stories.I need to hear your story, I know they are about freedom. If I can help tell stories that share the common factor of Love and hope here and far, I will. I am excitited in getting started. I love to hear stories from other cultures. My culture is not any better, I would not compair. That would be like the death of a dream. Ok, so I want to celebrate our uniqueness, that my sister is why Im here, to share our differences. I am so happy to find a place in my heart where I can share and my sisters can really appreciate our differences I already feel safe being here Now....