Confessions From A Black Rose

So well walking in Central Park earlier this week it hit me, I do not think I have ever been in Central Park during fall. I have been there numerous times in the Summer and sometimes in the spring but never in fall. It could be that I cannot be bother to take leisure strolls when it is cold outside. I must tell you Central Park in the fall is absolutely breathtaking. I have never been at a lost for where to take my next pic but I was that afternoon. Here are some snaps I took well strolling in Central Park. I call this one lover's lane. I just love the way the sun hits the water. The sun was beginning to set on an absolutely beautiful day. It was a pain to shoot. I could not see what I was doing but I was more than thrilled by the end result. In the top five of my favorite pictures I have ever taken. This one was taken around the 110th entrance for Central Park. I normally do not walk around this area in Central Park. I am normally by Columbus Circle. It was a lovely sunny day even

In the beginning of the year I watched from a far as millions of lives were devastated by an earthquake. An earthquake so powerful it left a small nation in a post apocalyptic state. I watched helplessly as countless organizations began to offer aid in whatever shape and form they could. There were tons of news organizations at the scene of the crime reporting everything that was happening in the country. I watched from a far as 1.5 million people became homeless. That is a horrendous statistic considering that there is an estimated 9.5 million people living in Haiti. Then everything stopped, everything went blank. Suddenly no one seemed to care what was going on in Haiti.The news organization began to focus on frivolous things instead of taking a look at our on humanity, our compassion for others.Three weeks ago the unthinkable happened, a cholera epidemic struck Haiti that left a reported 11,000 people hospitalized and over 800 dead. This outbreak is the first one in a century. I am

I know what I want and I go after what I want. I no longer believe that I am unworthy of having good things happen to me nor am I afraid of what may happen if I fail. I know that I will pick myself up again and come back stronger than ever. I know what I believe and I know I have every right to express my opinions. I know what is right and I am not afraid to get in your face when you are wrong. If me being passionate, opinionated, fiery and feisty makes me bitch or an Angry Black Woman , than so be it. I am not afraid or ashamed to be associated with these terms. The truth is we get things done and we are not afraid to tell it like it is. I have been struggling all day to write this blog post mainly because I have been running from my emotions. I do not want to come across as too emotional but sometimes you got to let your guard down to make your work meaningful. So I must advise you that the words that will follow will be dripping with fabulousness or some naive souls may call The An