Love Is...

Poem Written by Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris
Originally composed on December 14, 2019, and revised on January 8, 2025

Love is air...

Love is light...

Love is food...

Love is life.

Love is strength...

Love is tears...

Love is forgiveness...

Love is setting boundaries.

Love is sweet! 

Love is a gift that fills you and leads you...

Love is looking in the mirror and knowing your value...

Love is pushy!

Love is colorful...

Love is believing you can fly with no wings... 

Love is feeling the presence of that one over a thousand miles away...

Love is the synchronization of two heartbeats...that even when one is distant you can still hear its heart as if beside you.

Love is knowing how to hold on but also knowing when to let go...
Love is holding on EVEN when you let go...

Love is a complex gift that casts out fear, doubt, and unbelief...

Love is conversation, protection, and intimacy beyond the sheets.

Love builds character and discipline...

Love is understanding the pains of those you love...

Love is always extending prayers of peace, joy, happiness, and wellness...

Love weathers the greatest of storms.

To know TRUE LOVE at its core is to know compromise...

To know love is to know purity and sacrifice...

To know love is to know that love cannot be destroyed by time, distance, or space...

Love is eternal!

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50 Years of Resilience: Miles, Milestones, and Memories

Happy New Year, Beautiful Souls!

Welcome to a brand-new year filled with endless possibilities. I hope this message finds you thriving and that 2025 is already shaping up to be a year of joy, growth, and transformation for you.

First, let me take a moment to celebrate YOU and this incredible community. Together, this blog has reached over 60,000 views across 50+ countries worldwide—a milestone that fills my heart with gratitude and pride. Thank you for being a part of this journey.

It’s been a while since I’ve shared here—life has been full of transformations, challenges, and triumphs. As some of you know from following me on social media, I’ve been deeply immersed in a journey of self-discovery, healing, and empowerment. I’ve been striving to become the best, most authentic version of myself.

Many of you were here when I first shared my voice through my books, The Whitaker Book of Poetry and Hell and Heaven at 8. Since then, I’ve contributed to seven book compilations (and more are on the way!). These projects have been part of a larger story—one of healing my mind, body, and spirit, and building a vibrant community that thrives on growth and connection.

In this time of reinvention, I’ve also launched several initiatives that evolved into a beautiful Wellness practice. Through coaching and peer support, I’ve had the honor of helping others embrace their healing journeys. As a certified self-healing, mindfulness, recovery, and peer support specialist, I offer personalized support that integrates art therapy modalities like journaling, vision boards, painting, and more. This practice is about creating space for healing, empowerment, and transformation—together.

Now, I’m kicking off this year with something extraordinary: my 50 Years, 50 Miles, $50K—Miles, Milestones, and Memories Campaign!

As I celebrate my upcoming 50th birthday in November, I’ve set out to accomplish two meaningful goals:

🏃‍♀️ Complete 50+ miles through 3 5Ks, 2 10Ks, and a marathon. (My first race, the She Power 10K, is just around the corner on January 26th!)

💰 Raise $50,000 to expand my coaching and peer support business—creating even more opportunities to impact lives through programs, events, and resources that nurture mental, physical, and spiritual well-being.

This campaign is more than just miles or money—it’s a celebration of resilience, community, and transformation. It’s about inspiring others to set bold goals, embrace healing, and create memories that matter.

But enough about me—what about YOU? I’d love to hear how you’ve been since we last connected. What wins have you celebrated? What challenges have helped you grow? Let’s make this space a hub of encouragement, reflection, and support once again.

Drop a comment below or share your thoughts with me. I can’t wait to hear from you!

Here’s to an incredible year of growth, connection, and living fully. Let’s do this—together.

With gratitude and love,
Stacie

Women Speak: Justice for All - BREAKING POINT

I hear your heart! Let's talk about it: 

BREAKING POINT - Fortifying Mental Wellness in the Black Community

Purpose of this Platform:

To engage in discussions regarding racial tension, violence against blacks, the U.S. and Global unrest, and the cry for justice and human dignity.

Goal of this Platform:

To bring various voices with differing opinions and experiences together to share earnestly, listen fully, and hopefully dispel myths, tear down barriers and begin the restorative and healing process for Black people, the nation, and the world.

Sadly, Black and Brown people have faced a disproportionate number of deaths in the age of the global pandemic. Historically, Black and Brown people have experienced police brutality, mass incarceration, and death at the hands of law enforcement at a significantly higher rate than other races.  We have now witnessed not only the death of Breonna Taylor, George Floyd, Dion Johnson, Humberto Martinez, and countless others, but also black bodies literally hanging from trees.  Many people of color have expressed feelings of utter mental exhaustion. As a collective, we have hit a wall--we have arrived at a breaking point which is manifesting itself into global protests. 

Click the Link to Register: Women Speak on Mental Wellness in the Black Community

Love Conquers All

Blessings,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Women Speak: Justice for All - Campus Safety & The College Climate

I hear your heart! Let's talk about it: Campus Safety & The College Climate

Purpose of this Platform:

To engage in discussions regarding racial tension, violence against blacks, the U.S. and Global unrest, and the cry for justice and human dignity.

Goal of this Platform:

To bring various voices with differing opinions and experiences together to share earnestly, listen fully, and hopefully dispel myths, tear down barriers and begin the restorative and healing process for Black people, the nation, and the world.

Click here to register: Women Speak: Justice for All - Campus Safety & The College Climate

Love Conquers All

Blessings,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Breathing the Same Language

Essay Written by Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris
Originally published on June 7, 2020, and revised on January 8, 2025

I am amazed at how the first five months of 2020 vanished. We are almost halfway through the year! A year planned to be "the best year yet," for so many. However, while time may appear to be flying by or moving quickly for some, there are many others who feel trapped in a recurring time warp.

For me personally, the last few months have drained me emotionally and physically and even pulled on my spirit to the point of exhaustion. I entered 2020 full of hope, but on the 8th day of January, I came down with what I thought was the flu for almost 16 days. Then in February, I fell ill with what I thought was a virus for 3 days. If all of that was not enough, the world was hit with a global pandemic that shut down the United States and countries across the globe, left millions jobless, and throughout March, April, and May, I continued to struggle to breathe.

Despite the physical struggle to normalize my breath, I currently feel like the wind has been knocked out of me, and I am again struggling to breathe. This time my breath, or lack thereof, is linked to my emotional and spiritual state of existence. My breath is linked with the Floyd, Taylor, and Arbery, families. My breath is also linked to the countless others who have lost loved ones to police brutality, abuse of power, a system that is entrenched in hatred and oppression, and my breath is linked to the devastation that this pandemic is still having on those that I love.

What stands out as remarkable to me is that I am not the only one feeling this loss of breath. Much like the global pandemic, the world is being completely consumed by the same things that have captured my breath. We are breathing the same language; people across the world are saddened, angered, frustrated, overwhelmed, disappointed, fearful, and tired of the same false narratives. People are tired of the disparities that have lasted for centuries. People are tired of being silenced, unheard, and ignored. People are tired of being marginalized, labeled, and dismissed. And, people are certainly tired of watching black lives lie lifeless because someone abused the power and authority entrusted to them.
                     
For the first time since the Civil Rights Movement, the entire world feels the weight of the most recent, egregious, and wicked acts of violence committed against black people. The unrest has led to protesters taking to the streets all over the world. After months of being stuck at home separated from family and friends, watching clusters of loved ones die and/or battle this worldwide virus, being laid off, and waiting far too long for government assistance (many still waiting on unemployment checks); people are mentally, emotionally, physically, financially and spiritually broken.

Today, I witnessed my hometown Baltimore, Maryland march in protest against the atrocities committed against not only George Floyd but they marched in protest against centuries of violent acts committed against black people. My heart was full of joy to see people from all walks of life singing We Shall Overcome. Even amidst the pain, shouts of joy and love rang out from the crowd as they marched together. Tears streamed down my face as I witnessed the outpouring of love and the desire for necessary change.

Typically, I end my messages with something encouraging and positive, but I am not sure that what I am about to share will encourage readers because the pain and anguish we are breathing together is real. I know this pain won't disappear without the work of everyone who is feeling the weight in the air that we breathe in as a collective across the globe. Still, as a Mother, Woman of God, Minister of the Gospel, and follower of Christ, it is my duty to simply plant the seed of healing and reconciliation to allow God to increase what was planted. My prayer is that these words take root.

Breathing the same language in this current climate of hostility and outrage requires repentance, open hearts, open ears, open eyes, and inclusion NOT tolerance! We are all God's children and should be treated with human dignity and respect. The word calls for us to love our neighbors NOT just Christian neighbors, but ALL neighbors despite race, creed, origin, religious affiliation, or ethnicity. We can no longer turn a blind eye to the plight of our neighbors. We must love them as we love ourselves!

Breathing the same language for me means listening to the still small voice of the Lord, studying his word, being quiet, and then sharing through the gifts of writing, singing, and creating open platforms for healing.

May the Lord lead you in the way of truth, peace, justice, and most importantly, LOVE!


Blessings of Love,
Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

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2019 - Reflections of Grace

With the rapidly approaching and inevitable inauguration of 2020 among us, I sit reflecting on not only the end of 2019, but also over the conclusion of the last two decades.

Looking back, I remember the hysteria surrounding "Y2K" and the fear that blindly led the masses to prepare for the worse (black outs, computer failures, and even the possible misfiring or automatic launch of bombs, among other things).

Although I had not considered this as a possible "worse" outcome, the most devastating event leading into the 21st century involved my mother's sudden death. In fact, since my mother passed, me and my family (like many others) faced numerous tragedies, obstacles, hardships, and unplanned events. For instance, less than two years after my mother transitioned my aunt lost a short battle with cancer. Less than thirty days from my aunt's death one of my favorite cousins died unexpectedly. 

I could continue to list all the bad things that happened from the commencement of 2000 until this time, but that would not accurately show the outcome of my reflection or why I titled this post Reflections of Grace. 

Despite all the negatives that happened, God was present in and through it all. I know that some skeptic or person currently feeling the weight of life might read this and ask, "How do you know God was present?"

So, I will answer in this manner: I know that Psalm 46:1 tells us that God is "an ever-present help in trouble," but that is NOT why I stated that God was present. As I continue to reflect, I think about how God showed up through the small acts of kindness from others. 

• When I was sad, someone sacrificed their time to just sit with me while I cried.
• When I was depressed people showed up at my house to not only encourage me, but they cleaned my house, they tended to my children, and they showed up over and over again until my spirits were lifted.
• When I was homeless people took me and my children into their homes. 
• When I had a vision to start a business people gave gifts of their time, talent, and other resources to help me get started. 
• When I failed, people encouraged me to get back up and start again. 
• When I applied to law school (at the unction of the Holy Spirit, AND, after all deadlines had passed) more than 12 people wrote letters of recommendations (I only needed 3).
• When I moved to a new city, people took me in, fed me, provided job leads, treated me with dignity and respect and welcomed me as a member of their family.
• When I started my career after a traumatic brain injury, people wrapped around me with love and support. 

I could go on and on about all the ways God extended grace to me through the loving and selfless acts of others. Grace means favor in Hebrew. But, Grace is so much more than that. Grace, as a verb, bestows honor and dignity. Grace as a spiritual element strengthens during hard times. Grace encourages revival. Grace renews and inspires righteousness. 

God's grace has kept me through some of the most challenging seasons, and I endured because of that same grace!

As 2019 ends and 2020 begins, I encourage you to acknowledge and reflect on God's grace through the smallest of acts and/or gestures. And, if you happen to be full of joy, sitting happily on the top of the mountain instead of being in the valley with those struggling through life's challenges, please take a moment to BE God's vessel in the earth by extending GRACE! May the Lord bless and keep you on your journey, KNOWING that GOD is ever-present!

Happy New Year of Life!

Blessings of Love,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

BOOK RECOMMENDATIONS:

1. Strengthening Your Walk, Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris, Contributing Author
2. Designed for Dignity, Richard L. Pratt Jr. 
3. Emotionally Healthy Spirituality, Peter Scazzero
4. Traveling Light, Max Lucado
5. The Cure: What if God isn't who you think He is and neither are you, Trueface, et al

Where God guides, He provides - Isaiah 58:11

A Bleeding Heart

Senses heightened as my chest tightens and I struggle to grasp what went wrong. Same sadness exacerbated by years of familiarity. Why do I allow you to rip my heart from my chest over and over and over again? Why do I trust you, believe you, listen to you, follow you; allowing my movements and thoughts to be persuaded by you?

The sound of you rings sweetly in my ears. Why would I think you are preparing to consume me with your fire? How would I know your steps are masterfully calculated to devour me?

I hear the alarms sounding wildly in the echoes of the wind; still I allow you inside my deep stirring energy? You feed me blue skies and beautiful rays of sun so why would I consider you as the darkness that withdraws the moon from my midnight?

Optimistically I search for you with the smile of ten thousand children feeding at the bosom of a gentle, warm, and nurturing mother. Why would I consider your hand as one that would choke life from me?

You skillfully allure me with your charm and grace. Your strength weakens me, but no, I had not considered you a venomous poison. Why would I see a sly fox when behind your eyes is the source of life?

You entice me with your persistent pursuit of my attention. Curiously I pause to explore your chase. Your enchanting sway delights me to deliver the fabric of my being to your feet and await instructions. Passionately I pursue you, but why would I anticipate your withdrawal? Why would I think you would leave me alone, hungering after you?  

As blissfully as love enters, it retreats leaving me with a bleeding heart. The same one that builds and breathes life is the same destroyer that steals the innocence of my love leaving me with a bleeding heart. Though I build my resistance to love, the gift giver constantly and creatively encourages me to invite love in beyond my bleeding heart.

So shall it be.

The Value of Positivity

Embrace the Value of Positivity

Originally composed on October 14, 2016, and updated on January 8, 2025

Great morning and Happy Friday!

I pray you are well and in great spirits. Today I share a moment of awakening!

This morning, I rose at 5 a.m., sat quietly praying and meditating. When I finished, a great sense of peace came over me. I said out loud, "I am well. I am healthy. I am whole. I am loved. I am full of goodness." I smiled, realizing I have spoken these words over and over for the past 16 years, and suddenly, this day, I recognized the value in what I've spoken to myself about my state of being. Somewhere and somehow over these years, I've come to BE what I've spoken and had not even realized it.

Healing did not happen overnight. Peace was not obtained without turmoil. Calmness did not magically appear without chaos. Clarity did not manifest without confusion. Love did not come without great understanding.

God is rich in grace, gentle in mercy, and full of love (which He freely gives). He knows how He created us and who He designed each of us to BE. This morning, I encourage you to seek to know thyself and embrace your strategically God-crafted design. Speak well over yourself. Do not cave to the negative voices of others, and certainly, do not give in to negative self-talk. There’s value in positivity that manifests when you think it, speak it, and believe it—you then BECOME what you think, speak, and believe.

"If thou canst believe, ALL things are possible to him that believeth." (Mark 9:23)
"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose." (Romans 8:28)

Think well, Do well, Speak well, Be well, & Live well! Have an amazingly beautiful day—ON PURPOSE! Embrace the Value of Positivity!

With Love,
Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

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A Common Thread

A Reflection on Pain and Healing

Originally composed on October 6, 2016, and updated on January 8, 2025

Great day & Happy Thursday!

Today I am in a rather emotional state of being. I am not depressed or overwhelmed or having thoughts of suicide, neither do I feel like bringing harm to others. Like many other times, I am in a reflective posture.

My heart aches for my friends (who are MORE than that, they are my brothers) that buried their dad this week. My heart aches for my cousin who buried her son not long ago. My heart aches for my two Sister-friends (one buried her dad and the other buried her mother). My heart aches for all those experiencing pain, grief, and sickness. My heart even aches and yearns for my own parents who transitioned this life sixteen-plus years ago.

This week I traveled to my hometown (Baltimore) for my Brother-Friends’ dad’s funeral. Driving over thirteen hundred (1300) miles round trip gave me plenty of time to think. I played music to distract my thoughts, but somehow, I always came back to them. Both life (babies being born) and death have a way of making you stop and ponder the past, present, and even the future.

Today’s message shares a common thread with every post written in the past: one of hope, of love, of encouragement, of uplift; but most importantly, one that is real and relates to each and every one of us.

Pain unexpectedly seems to find us no matter how much we try to dodge its grip. How we deal with pain (our reactions) matters more than the pain itself. Some of us allow grief and pain to strangle life from us. We become severely depressed. We become overly anxious and nervous. We withdraw from life (although we appear to be present). We try to suppress our thoughts and feelings with illegal and even legal substances. We eat obsessively. We become so angry that we lash out at people who love and care for us.

I could go on and on about how we respond to our internal pains. Instead, I will share with you a reminder:

Regardless of whether you believe in God or not, or whether you read the Bible or not; God, the Creator is near, and I have witnessed that there is a time and a season for EVERYTHING that we experience in this life. You will laugh, and cry, and be up and then down. You will enjoy the gift of life and mourn those same lives. You will enjoy a time of fruitfulness and growth and a time of what appears to be decay (or stagnation) in growth. You will have times when you have much to say and other times when you will have nothing to say at all. (Paraphrase from Ecclesiastes 3)

My prayer for you today is that you embrace each season as it comes. Additionally, do not be afraid to ask for help. We all need help through difficult situations sometimes. Do not allow noise to cloud the silence you may need (but not want). It may be in the silence that you find peace and healing.

No one should tell you to “just get over it.” That is not in the Word and that is not love. But each of us should try uplifting others with love and gentleness in times of grief and pain. Seriously, if you feel like you are NOT moving beyond your pain and it begins to affect your daily life (you cannot get out of bed, you do not feel like life has purpose or meaning, you feel suicidal, you cannot eat or sleep), then by all means, seek medical help.

COUNSELING IS NOT A DIRTY WORD!!!

I do not have a fancy, trumped-up ending to this post. I just simply wanted to remind those dealing with pain that you are not alone!!!

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Prayer:

Holy and loving God, hear the cry of your children. We need you at this moment. Heal hearts that are broken. Be the comfort people need in this moment. Ease stress and make burdens light. Be with the rejected, neglected, betrayed, and those feeling lost and hopeless. Send living angels in the earth to meet their needs. Help us to hear the heart cries of those around us. Help us to be listening ears. And Lord, when we don’t know what to pray or what to say, hear what’s in our tears. Allow hugs to be enough in the moment. Surround us with love, support, and encouragement. Thank you for all you are and all you do! Most importantly, allow us to rest in You. Be our strength. We trust you. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

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Pouring into Me

This morning I posted on Facebook an acknowledgement of being in an unpleasant and extremely uncomfortable place, knowing that it was for my good. I confirmed that I would grow from the process and thus, I embrace the process.

 

Quite often we feel like uncomfortable places serve as  a place or source of pain and therefore it must be "evil."  However, I see the opportunity in the place where I am right now. I see God pruning me and teaching me to see myself clearly outside of the noise in my head as well as outside sources that try to bring me to a lower thinking of my self-worth.

 

Yesterday, I enjoyed the awesome pleasure of listening to and learning from my Pastor, Randy Rainwater and my brothers and sisters in Christ at Grace New Hope, about value. We discovered that we often place our value in things instead of realizing God made us valuable from the time we were born. 

 

Not that I had not heard these words before, but yesterday, they resonated within my being. In that moment I decided that for as much as we give of ourselves in the ministry of family, community, church, in our jobs (or however we give); we must not allow our withdrawals to reduce us to a place of emptiness. Emptiness clutters our minds and clouds our vision of SELF. We begin to feed on lies of things such as; success and failure, rejection and pain, low times and high times, are our source of value.

 

So today, I pour back into myself first by asking God to renew my mind and cleanse my heart. Then I deposit powerful, positive WORDS into my mind by speaking out loud:

I am enough! I am valuable! I am useful! I am helpful! I am amazing! I am beautifully and wonderfully made! My Father loves me! I love me! I am deserving of love and I receive love from those around me! I represent love! I am right where I am supposed to be and that is enough for me!

Today, I encourage you to pour into YOURSELF FIRST! That is not a selfish act, in fact, it is an act of love for God, yourself, and others God calls you to serve.

Embrace the Pouring! Embrace self-love! Embrace Yourself!

I love you! Have a magnificent day!

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Be Patient With Yourself!

 

"Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer"

(Romans 12:12)

 





 

How many times have you heard a friend, family member, co-worker, church member or even a Pastor make references to being patient? 

 

You have heard things like:

Be patient, God is with you.   

Be patient, love will find you.  

Be patient, the job you want will come.  

Be patient, your time of suffering will end.  

Be patient, you will win if you stay the course.  

Be patient, things will change. 

Be patient, you will grow up soon enough. (then you'll complain about being grown)  

Over the course of my life I have NOT always been patient in, through, or with the circumstances of my life. However, it is this same course (in my life) that paved the way for patience to grow in me. I used to run this race FAST, hoping to arrive at specific destinations or desired outcomes sooner rather than later. Quite often, I ran when I possibly should have walked and in the end, I succumb to crawling before I could walk again. 

 

I tried to hurry to complete college degrees which turned into an almost eighteen year journey (I am still in school).

 

I hurriedly pushed towards love and marriage which ended in abuse and eventually divorce.

I rushed into jobs, only to find no satisfaction and to learn those jobs did not match my career aspirations. I found myself empty and void of meaning and purpose because I thought if I did not accomplish my goals quickly that "slowly" meant I was a failure.

 

The act of being patient is one often talked about, but never really thoroughly examined, nor justified with adequate explanation of HOW to arrive at a state of patience.

 

According to Dictionary.com, the quality of being patient is an ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay. It is the bearing of misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation or the like. It is quiet, steady perseverance; even-tempered care; diligence.

 

Physical, Spiritual, Mental, Financial, Academic, and Social progress requires constant self assessment (introspection / reflection) to see overall growth. 

 

Do not define yourself according to your circumstances, but rather, according to God's spoken word of who and whose you are! Know this; where you are now is not where you WERE in years past and it is not where you will BE in years to come! Be faithful in and through the processes of life.

 

Today, I encourage you to BE PATIENT WITH YOURSELF, knowing the race is not given to the swift but to the ones who endure until the end!

 

Embrace the race! Embrace YOU!

 

 

Sending Blessings of Love,

 

 

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

 

 

 

 

Burning, Aching Flesh

At this moment, my legs, hips, gluts and even my feet feel like a million bee stings! I am hot, sweaty, and exhausted, but somehow I am full of energy and ready to go the extra mile!

No, I am not sick. In fact, my doctor told me today I am in excellent health! Equally, I am energetic and my spirits exude light and elevation. My body's burns and aches result directly from an hour long brisk walk. 

Sometimes we must deal with and allow burning and aching to take place. I know dealing with pain is extremely uncomfortable, but also necessary in order to achieve desired results / outcomes. And I am NOT only speaking in terms of the pain you endure to accomplish physical fitness, but the aches and pains that stretch your faith, that test your abilities, that push you beyond your limits.

We all must go through our own individual burning and aching. That just so happens to be called LIVING! Don't try to avoid the process, be it physical, mental, emotional, spiritual or even financial. Simply go through it, learn from it, and develop in ways that benefit you and those around you!  

Embrace it! Embrace YOU!!!

Sending hugs,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

 

A Key Ingredient for Success

"My eyes have always seen what I see today and they still see what is to come." (SJWH)

Do you understand the above quote?  I will explain but first allow me to share with you... 

Two weeks ago I received "Strengthening Your Walk," a daily devotional I am honored to participate in writing alongside fourteen other authors. I am now the author of one book, co-author of a poetry compilation, and a contributing author of two books with a third writing contribution on the way. Recently, many of my peers asked how I became a writer and my response was this:

Since I was eight years old I knew I would one day become an author. Just like I knew and know I WILL become Dr. Whitaker. 

But what I knew didn't stop there. I've always known I would work hard, love harder, give greatly, serve earnestly, study diligently, and enjoy life. My heart was elated to know that something I said (or would say), something I have done (or will do), has made (or will make) a difference in someone else's life.

So you see, my earlier quote simply means I believed in myself from the beginning. I saw the visions and ran with (and still run with) images of the end results (outcomes). That doesn't mean I've never felt like quitting or that I have not faced challenges. Little by little, I achieved success with perseverance by simply pushing through tough places. It was not easy. I had many sleepless nights (up writing while the house and the people in it slept). My mother passed away while I was striving on the pathway to success and although I slowed down to a creep in order to deal with my grief, I still did not quit. I could go on and on about the various things (some of us call stumbling blocks) that happened while on the continuous journey (and I still have no clue of what else may come), yet, I press!!!

If I could say one thing to encourage you today it's this:

Remember, a key ingredient for success is the ability to believe in yourself so much so that you can see yourself where you desire to be!

So, DREAM, THINK BIG, LEAP, BELIEVE, but most of all, SEE YOURSELF THERE! 

Then go forward on the path and follow wherever it may lead, despite whatever ups or downs occur on your journey.

I trust God in all I do and I pray that you do the same. Know that you were created with purpose in mind. We are all different "ingredients" for one delicious recipe!

Be well,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

PS: I SEE YOU THERE! Sending hugs

 

The Gift

Christmas has come and gone - still, there is a highly requested gift on many wish lists. People desire this gift as much as they do houses, cars, money, respect, and even love. But of all the valuable gifts to receive, this gift stands alone. Once given, it cannot be given again. It is perfect with imperfect qualities. Still, this gift is sought after more so than diamonds and pearls. It is constant, consistent, and most importantly, unending. It is capable of teaching lessons (if one is open to receive). Even babies have experienced its beauty.

What then is the gift?

The gift is time! Embrace every moment, for time is a precious gift; given, yet easily snatched away. So honor the gift of time! Love time! Enjoy time! Embrace good times and bad times because there comes a time when time will be no more.

One hundred and Fifty Percent Invested

Greetings!

This week I spent a lot of time thinking, mapping, planning, expecting, praying, and then believing my efforts and faith will lead me to my destined end (over and over again - visionaries understand that in this life, you will continually arrive). I studied, researched, and meditated, but most importantly; I invested in ME!

Most of us look at successful people like Bill Gates, Oprah Winfrey, Les Brown, the late Steve Jobs and so many others as if they possess something unique or different. Those thoughts make most of us feel inferior, while a small group will profess, "I'm capable too."

Each day I begin with prayer and worship. Then I listen to motivational speeches. Why? Because I am affirming that I AM indeed all God created me to be, but besides that, I am listening to how others arrived in places I've dreamed of and am now planning for.

Yes, I've been successful, but in pursuing my goals I have also fallen flat on my face. Those disappointments may have discouraged me for a moment, but ultimately, tough times, pain, and even despair taught me valuable lessons.

Ok, here's my point: Over the last few years, I learned, I am my greatest asset! And yes, YOU are your greatest assets as well so invest in yourself in order to achieve your goals. We are all uniquely different beings filled with various gifts. Don't be afraid of failure.

It's easy to think of success in terms of fortune and fame. However, I have always measured success in my own way. My greatest achievements up to this point includes: successfully graduating two of my children from high school and sending them to college (one more to go -- Woo-hoo), becoming a published author, acquiring multiple college degrees, learning to love myself (the list could go on and on).

Today I encourage you to:

1. Take inventory of yourself.
2. Stock the empty shelves within with affirmations
3. Be 150% Invested in YOU! This means commit yourself to what YOU measure as success for YOUR life, because only YOU can!!!


Blessings of love,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Two Thousand Sixteen Reasons...

Happy New Year!!!

It's been almost seven months since my last post. (My how time flies)

Many significant milestones have happened since this time last year. I left my place of familiar (Baltimore) and opened a new chapter in my journey (In Georgia). Until this very moment, I had not realized how much courage it takes to do something different. I suppose my natural curiosity, boldness, faith, and the fact that I'm a risk-taker should have informed me that I am a woman of courage. Still, I had no idea how much courage resides within until I did something new. I learned to let go of people, places, and things that I outgrew or that simply were not helping me develop.

Turning 40 was certainly one of my greatest highlights. Most people hate getting older, but me, I embrace each year with gratitude. Since doctors (and others) counted me out early in life, I tend to look forward to living probably more than most people. I found two gray hairs and was ecstatic! Even  that freaks people out, but again, I feel like I'm growing in wisdom with each new hair.

Life is about living, learning, and growing. This year I encourage you to focus on two thousand sixteen reasons to live life to the fullest. Learn things you didn't know (even the "small" and "insignificant" things). Go somewhere you've never been (you don't necessarily have to relocate but visit, even if it's in your own city). Meet new people or in some cases, let old ones go.

You don't need a New Years resolution to live. Embrace each day with gratitude and give everyday the best of you!

Blessings of Love,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Leaving Baltimore

From childhood until last year, I dreamed of exploring the world. From Morocco to Madagascar, Italy to Turkey, France to Australia, Russia to Ireland, Ethiopia to South Africa; I yearned to see the world in all its beauty. I set a goal to start by visiting every state in my own country before age fifty and then onward to as many countries as I am able to before leaving this life behind. Thus far I managed to visit more than half of the state's in America. 

For almost a year I held onto the secret that I was finally ready and had begun researching other places to plant new roots. I looked at Nevada, Michigan, Florida, Boston, North Carolina, Texas, Oklahoma, Arizona, Virginia, West Virginia, Chicago, but Georgia captured my attention and grabbed my heart.

June 15th I began a new journey. I left the only place I've lived for thirty-nine years and now I have a new place to call home, Georgia.

When I finally told people I was leaving Baltimore so many were shocked, others tried to discourage me but there were the few, including my siblings, who encouraged me to step out into new territory.

I love my city, always have, always will! I appreciate all that it taught me. I am grateful for every experience, all the wonderful people I met, as well as the backbone I developed. Thank you Baltimore for helping me find meaning in life.

Image from Pixabay

Storms Don't Last Forever

After years of struggle, be it finances, depression, death, sickness (the list goes on), my children and I realize storms don't last forever. This video serves as encouragement for those feeling overwhelmed by life. We desire for you to look up and RISE!

May you find peace during the storms of life

Recycling Dirt

After sharing the first ten chapters of my twenty chapter memoir, "Hell & Heaven at 8", I decided to take a brief intermission in order to share a few things pressing in my spirit before presenting the last twenty chapters. 

Today I would like to share my thoughts about recycling dirt.

She mistreats him because she was mistreated by a different him and that him mistreated her because he was abused by an older him AND a her. The older him and her abused him because they were neglected and therefore left vulnerable for the ravaging wolves to take advantage of them. The wolves took advantage of vulnerable him and her because of how he was raised, seeing everyone else as "beneath himself".

Society continues to suffer from generations of recycled dirt. Psychological hiccups, so to speak. We, as a nation, as a world, as humans, need healing from years of abuse. We need repair from damaged thinking. We need cultural understanding. Most importantly, we need to acknowledge the recycled dirt in order to begin the tough process of acceptance of the filth that has perpetuated this horrid cycle.

Due to the layers upon layers of crap created, cleansing will take time. For a moment, it may appear that our world as we know it has collapsed. Rebuilding from a clean place may sound impossible, but it's necessary. 

What A Woman Wants

My senses heighten because he touches me deeply. A soul pierced with his sharp dagger. Warm embrace - sensational vibrations. Impregnated with all he is made of and I am not afraid to give birth to the seed he planted at the core of me.

It's as if he's kissing my neck softly, while gripping one hip and gently caressing the small of my back. His whisper sends chills riveting through my spine, leaving me drunk as if intoxicated with the finest of wines. Penetration beyond a touch, it's his words, that's why I love him so much. 

An intellectual with the superhuman ability to touch me without ever having touched me - I'm in awe of his skills, no groupie just proud to know a man of his intense nature. 

That's What a Woman Wants!!!