Monday, May 4, 2009

Packed and Ready to Go...

The location of this blog has moved. I have relocated "From the Battlefield" from Blogger to Wordpress. I’m ready to explore something different and want more visual flexiblity. Thank you to everyone that has subscribed to this blog at the blogger location. I truly appreciate the visits and comments. If you are a previous subscriber to this location, you should have received an email from Feedburner to activate a new subscribtion to the Wordpress location. If you did not get this email, go my new home at to read my latest posts and click "Subscribe to this blog" to get your email updates. If you have any links to this location, please update them with the current address. Hope to see you at our new place. . .

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

At the Post Office

Dear Misunderstood,

I don’t have to agree with you, your ideas nor your ways. That doesn’t make me any less stronger or wiser than you. It just means that I have a different way of viewing things. I embrace that; I won’t change that. I won’t bend over backwards to walk a path that only fits into your narrow vision. Your spotlight is an instrument that is way too dim to truly see me. I won’t apologize for what I consider to be my strenths as I won’t accuse you for what I consider to be your weaknesses. I release this burden because it is not my burden to carry. It is not my purpose nor is it my mission to seek to please everyone all the time and according to their standards.

I have the right to cry when I want. I have the right to enjoy what I want. I have the right to love what I want. I have the right to hate what I want.

I will not cling to your judgement of me. Your words do not define me nor do they appraise my worth. Only I can define those things with what I say, what I do and how I do it.

You don’t own me. I am not someone or something that has been placed on personal reserve for you or your agenda. I release myself from you and walk freely without fear of failure by your definition. In life and love I renew my license to feel.


Finally Free

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Battlefield Showcase: A Work of Art

With Twitter being the new buzz of today, I thought it would be an appropriate time for me to share with you a little something a tweet led me to. Here you will find an extremely talented black, female artist that has transformed YouTube into her personal art gallery. I truly enjoy watching her blank canvas transform into her final vision. The process engages me and takes me on an unexpected journey as I wonder exactly where I will end up. In the end, I am left with her work of art and the freedom to explore its many possible meanings. This artist's name is Ladessa Sullivan (aka CandyAcidReign). An here is a taste of what she refers to as "speed painting". Enjoy!

Walk the halls of Ladessa's art gallery

Until next blessed

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Words to Ponder

Seeing the light is not enough. The light at the end of the tunnel will only grow brighter if you take the necessary steps to move towards it.

~Zenobia Porter

Monday, March 16, 2009

Words to Ponder

Hate is not born in the heart. It can only be invited in as a guest. If it overstays its welcome, you may not have ever asked it to leave.

~Zenobia Porter

Friday, February 27, 2009

OSF: When I Was in 10th Grade

This week's theme is "When I was in the 10th Grade". Let's see, what do I CARE to share about my 10th grade years....I guess to truly depict those days of mine, I'd have to reveal a few of my sides.

The first being: The Romantic. I absolutely loved, loved this song. Everytime it came on the radio (or Video Soul *smile*), the room had to go silent so that the proper amount of respect was shown and I could soak it all in. Truth be told? I still love this jam...

Next, my 10th grade year brought about a lot of classroom distraction. Believe it or not, it wasn't the boys doing the distracting (yet). My love for music did the trick. My friends and I would sit in the back of the classroom trying to sing and harmonize songs by none other than En Vogue. Yes, we attempted the breakdown...who didn't?

Then of course, one of the best ways to sum up my 10th grade year would be with the dancing. If there was a dance (didn't matter which school was hosting it), we were there. Of course, we'd get our little moves together beforehand. Those were the days when one need some room on the dance floor. Here's a little "Too Legit To Quit". I know, pretty shameful now...but back in the day....that was the jam that flooded the floor.

I think I'd just better leave it at a blessed OSF! Until next time...

Sunday, February 15, 2009

At the Post Office

Dear Viewers,

Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and saw the complete opposite of how you've been living? It's weird, because when I look in the mirror, I see who I want to be. I see a woman of strength, compassion, love, charity, wisdom, grace and beauty. Yet the life I live does not seem to reflect the same things that my reflection projects. I see women of all types, shapes and sizes walking around and looking as though they have it all together. And I have to wonder, "Is it just me?". Am I the only one (or at least in a minority of women) unable to tap into and dwell within her majestic greatness? Then it dawned on me. I can't grasp what I want while using both hands to cling to what I think I need. I need to take a long deep look at what is standing between myself and my crown, remove them and (re)claim what is meant to be mine.


Woman in the Mirror