Publisher's Synopsis
The author writes for all of us as she pauses often on the path of awakening awareness to celebrate the discovery of some new understanding, or to capture fascinating scenarios from this journey of life-- " . . . I remember falling in love, Ma, and thinking that the boy I was in love with was a heavenly being. I remember how excited I felt when he only watched me, and how dejected I felt when he left me. . . ." From Ma, I Remember" . . . Brethren, let me tell allyuh something, allyuh stay here in this country worshipping, worshipping--worshipping in your White church, worshipping in your Black church--all of allyuh worshipping the same God, like God is a clown, some erratic, culture and color-discriminating clown . . .?" From The Ole Preacher. ". . . Geologists tell us that in times past all these islands constituted one great land mass. So, I have an accent? You do too. You sound strange to me, and I to you, but we are one . . ." From Where You Come From?" . . . This was not disappointment, but Life showing the way out of dead-end little places with little men in the door. All tiresome commitments engaged in just for survival, subconscious will sabotage when soul is craving much more." From Overruled." . . . A bite into an unripe cashew may cause your mouth to itch, but biting into the unshelled cashew nut would throw you in a jumping fit." From Cashew Bite.
