Author: Velma Mack

Yes, I am still here. Surprise!

It has been a minute Hello, everyone!!! Where have I been? What have I been up to? I have asked myself those same questions. It is amazing how life just be lifin:). Where has the time gone? I think the last time I made a post was almost a year ago and that was truly one post, before that it…

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My Secret Place

Thick clouds hover lowcontrolled breathing takes place.I find my peace.Tailer made just for me.This essence of sovereignty capturing every sense of my being.Poured out golden like sweet honey.outside forces unable to penetrate my piles of earthcanvassed with precise vision.internally clear arrested by divine interventionlike Moses at the burning bushdefinitive fur as wool on sheepguarded, protected.my safe placeaway from distractionDrifting from…

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Life-Giver

I gave birth I fed I watered I turned men to god’s Feeding their souls Heightening their awareness Giving them brain that solidified their caliber I gave breath to broken souls Which elevated from the ashes Who now sit on thrones I adjusted their crowns Spoke life until their seeds took root I am They are But we never were.…

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Declare It!

Podcasts are becoming a way of life. And you can never have too many. In May 2019, I had the pleasure of being a guest on the “Declare it!” Podcast with Khadijah RBZ. It was my first time on a Podcast. There was laughter, girl talk and some declaring. Take a listen and make sure to head over to iTunes,…

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Nourished

Late nights under the moonlight is a night to take advantage. It’s the kind of night that you inhale possibility. It’s the kind of night that you take in all that’s around you, understanding that the same creative hands that perfectly designed the moon and the stars and all that we gravitate too; are the same hands that breathed life…

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Conduit

She is a river flowing strong within. Radiant is she Supreme more durable than the outside forces that try to prevail. Her current is majestic regal even All who drink from her reservoir overflow Her life is a bridge over troubled waters. ~vmack~

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Anger Management

I look at my life and wonder why I am like this.-Angry! There have been many times I have lashed out my frustrations and anger at people that I have cared about the most because I was hurt. My emotions got the best of me, and my tongue became a weapon. Time and time again, I find myself feeling guilty…

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Simplicity is in the soil

There was a time when I hated plants/flowers in homes. I hated the thought of taking life from its source just to adorn one’s home. Honestly, I hated the thought of receiving flowers as gifts more than I despised plants. But hey, dislike for one made me dislike all. Flowers as gifts are the worst sign of love in my…

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Detached

I write when I write. It’s been a minute since I have attempted to post. Someone brought to my attention that I do not post as often as many other individuals that have blogs. That made me smile, mainly because I don’t write for others per se; I write for me. I appreciate those that my writings have touched or…

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Vulnerability

I admire my daughter’s, and I respect their innocence, their frailty as well as their strength. I look at myself and understand that I am growing because of them. They are teaching me more than I could ever teach them. What they are teaching me is how to see me because I see them. I was one who never wanted…

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