I Ain't Said Nothin' But A Word...

I'm changing the subject.  It feels like a really good time to talk about love.  LOVE!  It's spring, the weather is picture perfect, and I am in love with LOVE!!  The Stallions are officially back!!  The countdown to Matthew Stallion's story is almost in the single digits.  Book club readers will soon see their copies in the mail. Books stores will be stocking SEDUCED BY A STALLION on their shelves.  And I am so excited that I am about to bust!  And I want my fans to be excited as well. Matthew Stallion is a man on a mission for love.  As I've noted before, Matthew is the most conservative of the four Stallion brothers.  I hadn't thought about it until now but he may very well be a Republican.  With his Harvard law degree he's a man with high expectations and is accustomed to doing things a certain way.  He's like a 25-year-old scotch, refined and proper without being too stuffy.  If he were music he'd be old school slick like Otis Redding, Al G

“Dear parents of Treyvon Martin, As a white mother of a white son, I do not pretend to know what you must be going through right now. I respect and honor our differences. My neighbors and I have taken these pictures because we want you to know that you are not alone. We have all wept for your son. ..We dress our children in hoodies because we want them to grow up to share the burden we feel.   We want them to know that if a child or a group of children are not safe in this world then we are all responsible.   We want them to know that today, at this moment, we are all Treyvon.   May God bless you and bring you comfort.” The above image and open letter to the Martin family was posted on someone's Facebook page.   I reposted it there and here because it simply spoke to the core of my heart and spirit.   Much is being said about Treyvon Martin’s attire the night he was shot down while walking home from a convenience store with a bottle of tea and a bag of skittles in his han

More times than not I am usually able to rant about something that has struck a nerve with me and then move on.   Every so often a subject becomes the exception.   My post about seventeen-year-old Treyvon Martin is now the exception. I appreciate the many emails and comments that have come and I have great respect for everyone’s opinion, whether I have agreed with them or not.   What I value most is the dialogue that has been opened because folks don’t like to discuss subjects that can provoke rancorous opinions, and talking about issues with any kind of racial overtones can bring out some truly acrimonious viewpoints. One anonymous reader in particular took issue with my post and the perception that the murder of Treyvon Martin was racially motived, questioning my “evidence of racism”.   This person was, and I quote, “sick do death of this hatred of white people that causes you and your ilk to play the race card at every turn, regardless of whether it applies or not,” unqu

Seventeen-year old Treyvon Martin was walking back from a convenience store to his father's home, when he was allegedly accosted and shot dead by a community watch captain.   Heading home put him in a “gated” community where he clearly wasn’t welcomed.   Treyvon was black and his presence in that “gated” community was a source of consternation for the man who shot him dead as evidenced by the 911 telephone call that was made just minutes prior to the deadly shooting. The media reports that George Zimmerman, a white man, called for police assistance, reporting that Treyvon was “a suspicious person".   Despite being advised by the 911 dispatcher to not follow the young man and to wait for police, Zimmerman felt that he had the authority to approach and confront Treyvon instead.   That confrontation has now left a family to bury a child who once had a bright and promising future. The central Florida police have yet to levy any charges against Zimmerman and it is unlike

It’s early Monday morning and I have been up most of the night writing.   This is not necessarily a bad thing.   My astrological forecast for today says that there are planets aligning up for the first time in some twelve years and that my friendships and relationships will benefit from the experience.   There was also something about powerful alliances converging and communication being the glue that will hold everything together.   It read better than I was actually feeling for a Monday that will have me starting my day with very little sleep. Typically I ignore my horoscopes until they say something I like, but since the past month has forced me into a very reflective, very introspective mood, I was hoping the stars might help me put all things Deborah into perspective.   Lately, I’ve been so consumed with all things everybody else, I’d lost focus on my wants and my needs. And because I’ve lost focus I can feel a storm brewing and I anticipate that the next few weeks will

My maternal grandmother once told me that with death there comes life; that for a soul to come into this world, one must pass out of it.   I have always marveled at the cycle, the truth of it unnerving on one hand and comforting on the other. After enduring so much loss this past month, it was a joy to witness a new life entering the world.   I was privileged to be with family last night as we welcomed a new baby into the fold, her first cries the sweetest music to my ears. She’s a beautiful baby.   She came into this world surrounded by an abundance of love.   I can only begin to imagine the bright future that lies ahead for her, a future that has already blessed her with adoring parents and the support of a large, extended family. She is a little girl who will want for nothing.   She’s our little princess and the brightest joy for us all.   Happy Birth Day, Joanna Alaina!!   Welcome to your life journey!