Affirmation

I am the spark that dares to dream,
A river flowing in a stream
Of wonder, color, light, and flight—
I turn the shadows into bright.

My mind is wild with sacred fire,
A well of thought that climbs up higher.
Through every vision that I weave,
I birth new worlds, I dare believe.

So let my spirit boldly roam,
Creating paths, a truth, a home.
Imagination is my gift—
To dream, to shape, to heal, uplift.

by Chatgpt

Affirmation

The thing about jubilation is that it is a choice. You choose to celebrate and be happy about whatever you want. You are in complete control of that. In the month of June, a group of African American individuals began celebrating freedom.  It stuck. It was not determined by how many people chose to do or if the non-African people thought it was okay or not.  It was their choice. I am glad they did.

Affirmation

Reflection is a powerful tool that can change the direction of your life.  A good example of a person who is good at reflection is Barack Obama. He has a calm reflective decision-making style. He thinks about what he is going to do before he does it. He doesn’t allow others to push him off early.

Affirmation

I gaze within, the mirror clear,
A voice inside, both strong and near.
Each line I trace, each scar I see,
A story lived, a truth of me.

I am the light, I am the shade,
The steps I’ve lost, the paths I’ve made.
Not just what was, but what can be—
A soul in bloom, unfolding free.

So here I stand, both whole and wise,
With open heart and open eyes.
I honor all I’ve come to know—
Reflection is the way I grow.

By Chatgpt

Affirmation

Repose is a state of rest, sleep or tranquility. The Lord believed in rest and even designed spaces for it.  

In Isaiah 28:12 To whom he said. This is the resting place, let the weary rest and This is the place of repose, but they would not listen.”

Listen to your body and rest. Listen to your spirit and rest.

Affirmation

Repose:
a hush upon the breath of time,
where weary thoughts dissolve like mist
and silence cradles the soul in velvet arms—
a stillness not of absence, but of grace,
where the heart forgets to ache,
and the world, for a moment,
remembers how to be gentle.