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This poem was inspired by my recent visit to the Ocean and the physiology of healing arts advanced training at the University of Florida, of which I am enrolled. I recently also created a poem with one of the people I work with recently in support of his growth as a former veteran. It inspired me to get back in touch with my poetic expression as well. Enjoy! Sacred Walker The Sacred Art of Dancing Love into my Cells I am at the ocean in my mind.  I see the sky that is now cloudy starting to break open to the sun.   I am so in awe of the light of God shining down on my body on this chilly Fall morning.  I am in awe of The bravery that I have in my all white clothes to take my blanket and emerge out to the waters on this gloomy day.  I stand up and open my mouth and say thank you to Mother ocean: Yemonja.  I say thank you to the ways that she holds us and as interconnected life.  I began to hear the cry and the hurt of being fille...

Would you get a massage in a workplace surrounded by landmines? Recently, I was having a conversation with an HR director. I was referred to their site because their employees were complaining of experiencing racist comments and didn’t know how to deal with it. In the conversation with the HR director, she was explaining to me that they had wellness programs on site. They had individuals who rendered massage services and yoga. Then came the teaching moment- would you get a massage in a workplace surrounded by landmines? Let’s just say that this conversation opened the door to others, then it hit me that it had to come back to sharing this conversation with my network. Landmines, you ask? Isn’t that drastic? What does someone making a comment to me in passing have anything to do with my health? Would you invest in a condo as a light sleeper that came with a brand new very comfortable high end bed, gorgeous view of the city, and was built above a 24-hour roc...