I think its a peculiar thing when someone steps into their destiny/fate "on accident". When something hits one somewhere deep inside and a spark ignites. Sometimes the spark can turn into a full blown fire and if that fire is tended to... who knows how long it might last and what affect it could have. "Muhammad Ali had his bike stolen at 12 years old." What would happen to a kid if they had their bike stolen at 12? Some would cry, some would complain, some would insist on replacing it immediately. Then there are others.... like Muhammad Ali... who thirst for justice.
"That's how Muhammad Ali started his career in boxing. He wanted to beat up the person who stole his bike.
'Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee' was his motto in the ring. Although he was a warrior in the ring, he refused to fight in the Vietnam war because of his religious beliefs and he was banned from the sport for years because of that decision." -http://www.biography.com/articles/Muhammad-Ali-9181165
I hope you enjoy this song & have a great day!
Suzie
"The Winner Is"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ok2HNrd-hCI
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Meet Claudette Colvin!!!!!
Ladies and Gentlemen, May I introduce to you a SPECTACULAR woman named Claudette Colvin!!!!!!!!!! I was refreshing my knowledge of Rosa Parks because I wanted to write about her today but I happened to come across some new information that moved me deeply! Its about Claudette! First of all, my BFF's name is Claudette so her name grabbed my attention and I started reading about her. When she was just 15 YEARS OLD she was the FIRST person to refuse to give up her seat to a white person on a Montgomery bus system... the Rosa Parks incident happened 9 months later...... you have to read the link!!!!!!!!! I laughed and cried.
1. Who says kids can't change the world?
2. Sometimes disorderly conduct creates change if its for the right reasons.
3. Claudette Colvin is an AMAZING woman with a CAPITAL A+!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER!!!!!!!
4. I wonder what she is doing today?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claudette_Colvin
1. Who says kids can't change the world?
2. Sometimes disorderly conduct creates change if its for the right reasons.
3. Claudette Colvin is an AMAZING woman with a CAPITAL A+!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER!!!!!!!
4. I wonder what she is doing today?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claudette_Colvin
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Saying Thank You
I want to Thank you.
She looked up at her.
For what?
For being my friend.
Why do you say that I'm your friend?
Because I know you are.
How do you know?
I feel it.
Feel what?
I feel you holding my hand.
When?
Always.
How?
I don't know, I can't explain, but I wanted to Thank you.
Sorry, I guess I should have accepted the Thanks rather than be so inquisitive.
(Smile)
Why is it, do you suppose, that I am so inquisitive?
Because you are searching for ways to be a better friend.
How do you know?
Because you are just like me.
Suzie Sateri
She looked up at her.
For what?
For being my friend.
Why do you say that I'm your friend?
Because I know you are.
How do you know?
I feel it.
Feel what?
I feel you holding my hand.
When?
Always.
How?
I don't know, I can't explain, but I wanted to Thank you.
Sorry, I guess I should have accepted the Thanks rather than be so inquisitive.
(Smile)
Why is it, do you suppose, that I am so inquisitive?
Because you are searching for ways to be a better friend.
How do you know?
Because you are just like me.
Suzie Sateri
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
He Who Crossed
The end of the year is here and it seems like 2010 had wings it flew by so fast! As I sit back and watch the rain pour down on the rolling green hills and appreciate the way the clouds sit like a pillow on the top peaks, I reflect on what I need to take from all of my reflections. I've been inspired to start a new style.
He walked over to the girl at the park and asked her how she was.
She looked up at him with tears welled in her eyes and replied she was just fine.
He sat down next to her and she moved away.
He waited a while and threw the ball around with his son.
His eyes found the girl again and he moved toward her.
She starred blankly into the open space next to the oak trees.
He sat next to her again and this time he put his arm around her and told her to relax.
She hid her face in the shelter of his arm and she closed her full eyes.
She listened to him talk.
He was gentle and kind. He spoke to her like a father would a daughter.
She absorbed his words as they vibrated in her mind.
A calm came over her long shaking body and she sat up straight.
She thanked him and left the park.
A few days later he saw her in the same place at the park hunched over, shaking and crying.
He watched people walking by and kids taunting her as she sat with her eyes buried in her arms.
He crossed the street and took his place next to her again, helping her clean her face.
As she smiled up at him he could see her soul and he felt the need to connect.
He decided to take responsibility for teaching her and helping her with what he could.
Not necessarily because its what he wanted or intended to do, but he could see how she needed it.
Every day he returned to the park and took his place next to her.
He began to bring her sack lunches his wife had packed for her.
She began to nourish her body while he taught her spirit encouragement.
Then she didn't come to the park for a long while.
He wondered and worried about her but he went along with his usual routine.
Then the day came. He saw them push her off of the bench and as he crossed the street to shelter her, he watched her quickly rise to her feet. His footsteps were hesitant when he watched her swinging her limbs around in a rage, knocking anyone and everyone down who crossed her path. A proud grin filled his face from ear to ear as he took his place next to this girl who seemed a shadow of her former self. He laughed to himself in utter dismay it could be the same person.
She was embarrassed.
He sat next to her and put his arm around her again.
She was surprised he was so calm after seeing her in that state.
He laughed and he couldn't stop laughing. So she sat and began laughing next to him.
They laughed until their cheeks hurt.
Suzie Sateri
He walked over to the girl at the park and asked her how she was.
She looked up at him with tears welled in her eyes and replied she was just fine.
He sat down next to her and she moved away.
He waited a while and threw the ball around with his son.
His eyes found the girl again and he moved toward her.
She starred blankly into the open space next to the oak trees.
He sat next to her again and this time he put his arm around her and told her to relax.
She hid her face in the shelter of his arm and she closed her full eyes.
She listened to him talk.
He was gentle and kind. He spoke to her like a father would a daughter.
She absorbed his words as they vibrated in her mind.
A calm came over her long shaking body and she sat up straight.
She thanked him and left the park.
A few days later he saw her in the same place at the park hunched over, shaking and crying.
He watched people walking by and kids taunting her as she sat with her eyes buried in her arms.
He crossed the street and took his place next to her again, helping her clean her face.
As she smiled up at him he could see her soul and he felt the need to connect.
He decided to take responsibility for teaching her and helping her with what he could.
Not necessarily because its what he wanted or intended to do, but he could see how she needed it.
Every day he returned to the park and took his place next to her.
He began to bring her sack lunches his wife had packed for her.
She began to nourish her body while he taught her spirit encouragement.
Then she didn't come to the park for a long while.
He wondered and worried about her but he went along with his usual routine.
Then the day came. He saw them push her off of the bench and as he crossed the street to shelter her, he watched her quickly rise to her feet. His footsteps were hesitant when he watched her swinging her limbs around in a rage, knocking anyone and everyone down who crossed her path. A proud grin filled his face from ear to ear as he took his place next to this girl who seemed a shadow of her former self. He laughed to himself in utter dismay it could be the same person.
She was embarrassed.
He sat next to her and put his arm around her again.
She was surprised he was so calm after seeing her in that state.
He laughed and he couldn't stop laughing. So she sat and began laughing next to him.
They laughed until their cheeks hurt.
Suzie Sateri
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Elevate the Beat
Somehow it all falls away and blends in like splashes in a body of water
Everything feels full.
Circle spins and looking glass magnifies the small miracles... the driving force behind the great.
Wave crashes over mentality
Consciousness animated
Breathe in. Breathe out. Smile. Laugh.
Superhuman touch elevates the beat
Uncompromisingly potent
Love permeates the room
Compassion encompasses the walls of my heart
I Forgive.
Suzie Sateri
Inspired by:
http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/11/30/%E2%80%9Cprayer-of-forgiveness%E2%80%9D-o-aleph/
I hope this moves you like it did me. Forgive.
Everything feels full.
Circle spins and looking glass magnifies the small miracles... the driving force behind the great.
Wave crashes over mentality
Consciousness animated
Breathe in. Breathe out. Smile. Laugh.
Superhuman touch elevates the beat
Uncompromisingly potent
Love permeates the room
Compassion encompasses the walls of my heart
I Forgive.
Suzie Sateri
Inspired by:
http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/11/30/%E2%80%9Cprayer-of-forgiveness%E2%80%9D-o-aleph/
I hope this moves you like it did me. Forgive.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Ride the Wave
Elevate thoughts
Lift dreams
Support
Nurture
Guide
Praise
Lead
Humble
Hold
Favor
Position
strength and courage
peace and serenity
love and don't ever stop loving
Suzie Sateri
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