TamTalk!!! is a weekly email newsletter which publishes on Wednesday. The newsletters are then archived here on the site. The goal of the newsletter is to share creative inspiration and motivation for positive growth along with updates on my latest publications and releases.
I started to sit this one out. After all, didn’t I deserve it?
Just when I thought I had it all together, all hell broke loose...
“I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple
Why on earth would anybody bother to be a poet? Find out...
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Retreat, Rest, Revive!!! We MUST include ourselves in the giving/loving/celebrating equation on a daily and regular basis.
Being a living masterpiece means that we are continually sculpting, molding, writing, dancing, singing, and painting from that infinite treasure chest called my soul…
How about breaking a bit from tradition and giving a bit more creatively?
...it is simple lip service if we do not take the time to cherish and nurture the gifts that we are born to be...
When was the last time you took a long, luscious look in the mirror?
...let your feelings be your guide to propel you forward, not your deterrent to hold you back!...
We must remember while mourning the loss of our loved ones to celebrate the lives they lived.
Is your story serving you? Does it motivate and inspire you and others around you?... If not, it’s time for a re-write!!!
My latest offering Kentucky Curdled a collection of poetry and essay based on a family story is now available in paperback, Kindle, and audiobook!
Kudos to Prof. Deyon Williams and the amazing creative writing students of Valencia College in sunny Orlando, Florida!
Have you been thankful for those who for whatever reason released you?
"I, ju woman,/ will break bread of stone,/ ...and sop blood with a biscuit
for you." - War Goddess by Tamara J. Madison
What holding pattern will you break for yourself?
...this is a very raw, uncut version of TamTalk!!! with me writing to you in tears... with this lump in my throat and sniffles and me trying to breathe...
You have the power and the right to change the diet, adjust the station, tune the frequency to the way you want your life to flow and grow!
Her smile spit-shines rainbows;
mosquitoes hush their humming
just to hear her sing;
dusk awaits her warmth impatiently…
Excerpt from “Libations” by Tamara J. Madison
...Too often during times of crisis, we feel powerless because we do not have the money or expertise or experience to offer those we love who are also in pain...
When we ignore and avoid the calling in our lives, we deny ourselves, our magic, our power, and our uniqueness through which we can express our greatest passions and joy and bless others around us.
Lovingly and healthily doing for ourselves gives us that “second wind” to continue to be joyfully and effectively of service to others as well as to ourselves. It helps us to show up to life with a buff and shine!
How can we hear our soul’s deepest secrets and heart’s desires when there is cacophony all about us?
Poetry Saves Lives???
While we are marching, demonstrating, petitioning, legislating, debating and mourning over the lives of our young people, we must also make sure that we are LISTENING TO AND HEARING them.
Open letter to the black youth who cocked the gun in my son's face yet allowed him to live... (I am following my heart here. Bare with me...)
It has taken me forever to draft this letter to you. I have thought of it many, many times but have never begun it. Somehow in the chaos of recent events, I simply felt that I could not wait any longer.
...Our children must know that they are invaluable and precious to us every day no matter what happens...
...Remembering that we are family first and all else thereafter helps us to navigate the matrix of pain and isolation to arrive at the place of peace, belonging and purpose...
For the disciplined mind, steel spined,
Cards, a new tie, cologne, tickets to his favorite game or event, perhaps a special dinner or picnic in the park…
…my heart rings
The other morning, I awoke to a symphony of birds chirping outside my window. It sounded as though there were dozens of them huddled together tweeting, chirping, tooting up a storm!
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