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Honor, Truth and Purity. What?






Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable-

Philippians 4:8 

On this beautiful Sunday morning, I am overwhelmed with gratitude. 

Over the past three months, I have been confronting many things that have held me back, or, as I interpret it, taking up unnecessary space in my life.  

It's just like cleaning up your hard-drive on your computer. Performance will be slow if there is too much operating at once, or, if your disk-space is full. Life is like this, too.

Outside circumstances, people's opinions, and the outside pressures would handle me. I'd create and re-create this experience, time and time, again. Guess what? I've had enough. 

There is a certain peace and flow that is able to be created. Balance. By putting myself first, I am getting less lost in the process because I trust the process. 

Like the saying goes, "All Good things come to an end," I'd change that saying to, "Things come to an end when you choose to end them."

This week has been full of a lot of firsts for me. I let go of a lot of extra weight I was carrying around. 

The results? Joyful, loving and vulnerable ways of being allowed me have the courage to share three poems in front of a welcoming, supportive artist community. 

The Urban Juke Joint creates powerful, and authentic space for artists to come together, adding the spiritual component to creating art. Once grasped, I find words flowing out of me. 

In short, It's not about me, it's about the work.

Being bold, passionate and risk-taking allowed me to get up (somewhat nervously) in front of a room of hungry, and supportive people.

I'd like to take this opportunity to personally thank my friends who came out to support me: 

Willy, Gwen, Bernie, Hector, Arsene, Andrew, Emily, Cidra, David, Rashard, Jillian, Christian, Alex, and Tanya

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. 

Special shout out to Roberto. Thank you for grounding me in love.. 

To the Urban Juke Joint: So grateful for the space and thought-provoking discussions. 

My heart is overflowing with love and gratitude. It's not in thought, but in heart. 

How about you? I'd love to hear about your experiences.

With Love, 

Erika 

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  1. Just immediately grateful. "The Highest calling known to man is Service." Federica Baldan.

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