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https://www.spreaker.com/episode/scrape-the-canvas-reclaiming-kuumba--70619646  Have you noticed how exhausted everyone looks trying to be "creative"? We’ve been sold a lie that Kuumba requires us to constantly produce, grind, and add more to our already overloaded lives. But what if the greatest creative act you could perform today has nothing to do with starting something new? What if the masterpiece is already there, suffocating under years of societal buildup, false expectations, and inherited guilt? In today's porch talk, we dive into why the secret to true Kuumba isn't about picking up the brush—it's about scraping the canvas. We explore the subtractive approach to SelfMastery, where letting go becomes your greatest power. You might be surprised by what happens when you finally stop trying so hard. Call to Inaction: A heavy basket catches no wind; empty it to feel the breeze. Reflect on this today: What daily routine or habit is purely noise that I can stop...

I am - by Preston J. Harrison

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I am.

I am the native tongue.
I am the brown recluse.
I am the spirit of the slave
with my neck in a noose.

I am a quote from the bible,
the legend of the scroll.
The music in your heart
when you sing from your soul.

I am the favorite son,
a warrior's tattoo.
The benefit of the doubt
when others can't trust you.

I am the dream keeper.
I am the moon's sun,
the hired gun, muted barrel,
I am the chosen one.

I am the brightest day,
and sometimes the darkest night.
I am the wind beneath the wings
when a bird takes flight.

I am the castle and the king,
the drawbridge, the moat,
the canoe in cried-rivers
making sure hope floats.

I am the first kiss, last breath.
I am the rook, the knight, the pawn, the king
in a game of chess.

I am the soul singer.
I am the rhythm and the blues.
I am the first idea
and The Creator's muse.

I am the sunday sermon.
I am the pulpit for the preacher.
I am the choir, prophet, priest
and sunday school teacher.

I am the saint-sinner.
I am the long way home.
I am a shape-shifter.
I am this poet's poem.
I am.

Preston J. Harrison.
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