Florence had once said of working one's art, "You have to train for that."
So today my comrade and my friend, Josslyn and I, as we have every year for 15 years, sat down to prepare another year of daily training.
One pot of espresso, one pot of drip coffee, two pots of tea, a huge salad, two chicken breasts, four kinds of dressing, one box of cookies, one orange, a bag of barbecue soy chips, and many glasses of water later, we chose new language never before used to describe our journey ahead.
We are, not will be.
We do now, not someday.
We demonstrate "I am" right here.
The revolution will not be televised. It happens with each breath we take.
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The Disciples of Soul
The First Step
Metamorphosis
