Wise inspirational words from Steve Maraboli that I thought I’d share.
Wise inspirational words from Steve Maraboli that I thought I’d share.
Posted on my social media pages yesterday for his birthday!
Today is a blessed day in my life – the birth of my son Arie, the best son in the world to me!
Arie is one of the lights in my life along with his sister Lauren. They both continue to enrich my life. I’m so proud of the young man he has become and the man I know he will continue to be.
Due to the fact people take my posts for their own agendas, this is probably last time I’ll post learning again the most important people and events in our lives should remain private.
This is a post I shared on my Facebook and Instagram pages a couple of weeks ago. I intended to share it here with you that follow my blog posts – so here it is.
So..on my morning run I had the unfortunate moment where out of no where I was yelled at by a Caucasian woman “Dirty N—er, Fukin C–t” (not my first experience..that came when I was 9 first time I was called that) I stopped in my tracks laughed at her but then turned to run up to her as she kept walking – I almost caught a case lol – in that next moment I chose to keep it moving and continued myjog – it’s not what people call you, it’s what you answer to, that quote crossed my mind – I’ve lived in this area for over 15 years jogging in morning only encounters are occasional TMZ and paparazzi looking for “celebrities” most people say good morning or nothing at all– I came upon these beautiful vibrant flowers and stopped to take a photo. Being alive is a blessing no matter the troubles of the world and people. I still believe in love and beauty in this world in fact I’d just been thinking about “Affairs of the heart” and recorded a short message of inspiration to post –most humans are good and we have more similarities than differences a lot of the time — though there are bad apples of all kind -in the midst of so much hatred and some vile people..and also people dealing with mental health issues – stay focused. It’s real out here –people are also being empowered in this negative political environment … 🙏🏽✨ #JodyWatley#ialmostcaughtacase #chooselove – ready to watch some NBA and college hoops now and enjoy the rest of my day – love to all ❤
My son Arie celebrated his 22nd birthday October 17. It’s always a time of celebration and reflection for me, as his Mom as well. Away from the spotlight, my priority when they were growing up was to be present in their lives. I’m still present and involved though that role has changed an morphed into something different since both are young adults now. It’s not easy to be the child of someone the public knows. I’ve shielded them from the public wanting them to maintain their anonymity, keep them grounded, validated and confident in who they are. However, I’m like most proud Mom’s – sometimes you just want to brag a bit of how awesome your children are and how much you love them. I asked his permission before posting to ask if it was OK for me to share on my social media pages – he said yes. He is the best son in the world. I’m so proud of how responsible and solid of a young man he is, loving, kind hearted, funny, hard working, intelligent and handsome of course. I miss his presence being home – but proud that he is in college in New York studying business laying the groundwork to fulfill his ambitions, dreams and personal happiness in a city he’s always loved. He’s also held a part time job since high school – which is something instilled in both children, a strong work ethic. I miss dressing up for Halloween, playing action heroes, and so much more from when he was little – my favorite guy in the world. I don’t miss getting him off of World of Warcraft to do homework in junior high! Now, we FaceTime, text, share funny memes, and talk nearly every day. I cherish our relationship and bond. I am inspired by my son Arie and my daughter Lauren.
Here’s to Arie – the best son in the universe!! I was there for his 21st (pictured in collage) and can’t wait to see him next week when I travel to New York for a visit and belated birthday celebration.
From United Kingdom based interior designer Nik Ramli – a wonderful 15 second “PARADISE” tribute! It’s so awesome to see the love directly from those I made the record for – the true fans and appreciators of music, the journey, life, style, love and beyond. Anything you can do in life to inspire others is a blessing and a gift -and I’m very grateful. #itsinthemusic
Love. Music knows no color or boundary. #itsinthemusic
Happy Birthday to my beautiful and intelligent daughter Lauren!! I gave birth to Lauren when I was young and quite naive to love and relationships – which has provided many a theme through my some of my songwriting. I’d been dating producer Leon Sylvers III for 2 years. Some people have acted as if this was a big secret, and have gone on to make up stories without facts, just speculation. The fact is, is that my career and interviews have always been focused on my music and not my personal life. When I was in Shalamar, during those days it was the same, not really a tabloid mentality of delving into any of our personal lives and of course pre-internet. Being protective does not represent hiding anything. Leon and I were engaged to be married (actually, he ended up being engaged to me and another girl, she a member of the group Dynasty). I’m wearing my engagement ring on our “Friends” album; a diamond cluster – ‘I’m in love with you both.’ What a revelation – OK, lol. My failed love relationships and accompanying heartbreak including this one, will be covered in my memoir when the time comes; and what these experiences have taught me about myself, life and love. I carried on professionally and personally as a single mother; being responsible for her every need, loving every minute even in the most difficult times, facing each challenge head on – and to this day a proud Mom without regret. Most of you think because I’ve never worn pain on my sleeve, that I haven’t experienced any. That can’t be further from the truth.
Despite pressure at the time to not have my baby, not from Leon I’d add, but the guys Howard and Jeffrey in the group back then and Dick Griffey; because I was going to ‘ruin’ Shalamar or mess up our constant touring schedule; I didn’t fold to the pressure or verbal abuse thankfully. While everyone was concerned about dollar signs – I was concerned about myself and this new life. The grueling schedule was maintained. I worked until I was nearly full term with her. Lauren was going to have to love music because we were onstage almost every night. I was twirling in heels, never gained much weight; contrary to Howard’s constant reminders that not every woman could bounce back like his wife at the time Rainey.
Our schedule often meant staying up late to come up with new choreography to keep the show or television appearances fresh, designing costumes, and often waiting for Jeffrey and Howard to show up to learn new routines after they were finished doing what guys do on the road.. and working my butt off onstage. Always optimistic, no one was going to have the satisfaction of watching me fold. I was dancing harder sometimes than the guys – in stiletto’s. We never know how strong we are until we face challenges in life that’s for sure. I worked through my nausea, fatigue and sometimes sadness, though always reciting positive pearls because what our bond would be would be joyful before she even arrived. When she was born, for her first passport she was barely a week old and I’m cradling her in my arms. Then she and I were off to our life adventure – beginning with the continued tour with Shalamar. I refused to let them think that by having a baby, I would be any less the hard worker I was. It was one of the great decisions of my life to have her – she is a gift to my life. I’m proud of the young woman she has become.
Always a petite gazelle Lauren, who I’ve often referred to as my precious and my princess – has always been wise beyond her years, and remains so. Lauren has always made my friends and I chuckle because she had everyone’s number from a young age; sizing the adults up with her knowing soul. Early on, she was determined that she hated pants, always a little lady and I honored and enjoyed her determination at a young age. She’s an inspiration to me, a terrific daughter, granddaughter and a great big sister to Arie. Lauren was his first example to be study hard and be a great student – which he became because he witnessed the work ethic of his big sister (as well as having me being the nag lol).
I’m in awe of her intelligence and view of the world. It’s broadened my horizons in so many ways. Parents, you can learn from your children, trust me. Lauren is wonderful human being and I wish her hopes, goals and dreams for her own life come true today and everyday as she continues on her journey. It’s always been easy for me to take a back seat to her. I reflect today on nearly every day of her life from seeing her the first time, crawling, her first steps..all of the baby, infant, toddler moments.. school plays, musicals beaming with pride, awkward open houses, sleep-overs with her friends playing dress up in my petticoats, wigs and vintage dresses. I think of our trips, holiday traditions, Halloweens dressing up and crashing parties, and suriving haunted houses, our dinners, birthdays, going to our special park, meatless sandwiches, laughs and tears (that doesn’t stop) – the homework and crashed computer before her essays were saved, the first tooth lost; nearly fainting having to shake it out..being there for her to look out and see my face and never putting my career ahead of being a present ‘Mom’ for her – graduations, including the most recent from college. A great cook (like me), I love that when she’s home we can cook together and share recipes. All children deserve this. Fame wanes – children are constant, my perspective and priority has always been clear on that; even when they become adults. Birthdays for parents are a bit nostalgic – can’t help it. The public knows me as a singer – to Lauren and Arie, I’m simply their Mom, and I treasure it. Thank you Lauren for sharing my horoscopes (always on point and on time), and being so whimsical.
Lauren is artistic, witty, intellectual, loves animals which is something she has passed on to me – well, except hamsters – she will laugh and know what I mean on that reference. She’s modest, not flashy in the least and humble; not a show business brat. She doesn’t like spectacle, downplays her outside beauty, but it’s undeniable as it radiates from the inside out. I struggled writing this blog today – because of being protective and private, and not wanting to get in hot water with her (lol). Truth be told I don’t like spectacle either, unless I’m performing. A by product of being the daughter of someone in the public eye is really wanting to have her own identity and not be pre-judged because of who her Mom is, or father for that matter. Both of my children are that way and as their Mom I always want to respect them and want only the best for them – and hope I’ve instilled the confidence to walk boldly on their path in life. We’ve always had a special relationship, she’s like my soul mate. I can say the same for my son. Lauren never hesitates in the most respectful way to make sure I’m not doing too much and has kept me grounded which I am thankful to her for …even making sure I was never showing too much cleavage during my early solo career – not that I had much back then, lol.
I celebrate her today especially – she is a gift and I love her more than words can convey; I tried!
Happy Birthday Ms. Lauren!! Love, Mommie
Remembering and keeping in thought and healing prayer all of the innocent victims 12 years ago who lost their lives, those who tried to prevent the tragedy, and those who were heroic in their efforts to save and rescue. Remembering and keeping in thought and prayer as well as all of the families and friends who were left behind and impacted forever by these heinous acts. It remains another haunting and unthinkable event in this lifetime.
I pray always for love, unity and peace in this world.
Written in 1991, when I chose to shift musical gears – revisited today.
Some thoughts just don’t feel right for my Twitter and Facebook feeds.
I’m keeping the Trayvon Martin family in my prayers as a Mom, mother of a daughter and a son and most of all as a compassionate human being This case and now the trial, which began today, is something I can’t overlook. In particular because of my son and the realities of racial profiling which generally happens to black males. Any act of senseless violence touches my heart and I’m never desensitized to it, nor should anyone be. It’s a crazy world out there and I pray all the time. I pray for strangers when passing them by, just in case they need something extra. I pray for children of the world. Having a black male son brings a different quiet concern, and this case as with so many that involve senseless violence bring that to the fore. Stalkers, perpetrators who seek to do harm to others is a tragedy. I’ve had to teach both of my children at a young age that they may judged and profiled before they speak a word. As a parent it was my responsibility to make them aware of this fact among other things as their mother and foundation in raising them. With our best efforts, however – life is unpredictable and we can’t prepare our children for every situation.
I watched a bit of the footage from today’s first day of the case against George Zimmerman for killing Trayvon Martin. The defense tried to crack some jokes which fell flat. Jokes – really? A young teen boy was murdered – this is not a laughing matter regardless of delivery; as the attorney tried to say when giving an apology. It was appalling to say the least. I’d add it appears to have taken full advantage of the funds raised for his defense of people who support his actions – he hasn’t missed any meals, that’s for sure. I wonder if his rounder appearance, without the goatee and shaved head was tactical to make him look more ‘teddy bearish.’ Not buying it. The make up of the jury is of concern. High profile cases generally have a history of not boding well and perpetrators get off, leaving families and victims without justice. That said, there will always an ultimate price for these people one way or another even if found ‘Not Guilty.’
I remember when my son wanted to move to Florida and would stay up hours searching for houses for us when he was in junior high school. Little did I know about this ‘Stand Your Ground’ law which appears to give some a license to go looking for trouble – and ultimately killing an innocent teen who had simply walked to a convenience store for snacks. Naturally, the defense will try to put Trayvon on trial (trouble at school, took ill-advised photo’s and alleged marijuana use, etc) – however, the fact remains, he was the one who was the unarmed teenager who ended up dead before pleading for his life. I always go back to if Zimmerman felt threatened, he could have simply gotten back in his car and drove off or waited for police. One moves away rather than toward a threat – right? Of course, at some point Trayvon did fight to save his own life and try stand his own ground in possession of a pack of Skittles and an Arizona Iced Tea – to no avail against a grown man.
Justice for all victims of senseless violence and murder and their families and friends. Accordingly, justice for Trayvon, his little brother, his parents, extended family and friends.
Just a thought..