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Racism in Fifty Words

Dreaming. Walking. Running. Falling. Running. Dreaming. Then, I feel the bump as racism steps into me, the blood dripping as racism clips my heel but never my wings. Back on track, I learned that I must run both looking to the left and the right and always over my shoulder. *** Racism is still real. These are the silent words…
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Forgiving Yourself: The Key to Healing and Personal Growth

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On the Other Side of Fear

It was about 11 o’clock at night and I had just landed at Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport. I was on the second leg of a three-stop journey—Atlanta, Phoenix, and San Diego. Being my first time visiting Arizona, and not knowing when or if I would return, I somehow thought it would be a great…
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Shut Up and Fly

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Finding Your Purpose: Embracing the Journey of Self-Discovery
