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  CHAOS TO MASTERPIECE https://www.spreaker.com/episode/chaos-to-masterpiece--71610393 The world is messy right now. Your house might be a mess. Your thoughts might be a mess. But what if I told you that the mess is exactly what you need? Today we’re diving into the orange vibration of Kuumba . We’re exploring why we need to stop looking for "order" and start looking for "opportunity" in the middle of the storm. If you’ve been feeling stuck because you don't have enough "resources," this episode is for you. We’re talking about the art of the scoop—filling the measure little by little. Call to Inaction The elders say: "He who hunts two rats at once catches none." Release the need to fix everything today. What "big project" can you stop obsessing over so you can focus on one small scoop? What external expectation of "perfection" can you drop right now? What noisy distraction can you turn off to hear your own creative rhythm...

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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