Little Black Breastfeeding Book
Well I did it…
I renewed my annual subscription to Medium today. I leap once again with great expectation across the pay wall to stay in touch with writers and actually share my work.
I am riding the wave of the splendid full moon this week, celebrating the ancestors and stepping in to magic and wonder.
There is so much going on, it is almost too numerous to count (TNTC)! I am feeling excited and almost giddy with anticipation with the deep connection we all have with one another.
This is Black Breastfeeding Week as if I actually needed something else to acknolwdge and celebrate. It is also the 60th anniversary of the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom. Somehow both are perfectly linked for me and rather than feeling despair or even sadness and grief; I am bursting with new intentions and possibilities.
Feeling grateful and appreciative of all the wonder that is around me and the goodness of loving kindness and setting the simplest of intentions and taking a step back and just watching what happens.
I would like to sell 365 Little Black Breastfeeding Books this week. Trust me, I have my reasons. Click on the link. Preview in Kindle. Buy one, read one, it’s barely 57 pages long.
Buy a second one as a gift for a loved one, a friend, a family member, or even a perceived enemy. Buy one for me so we all get to experience what it might be like to be paid for your words. Seeds planted long ago. Someone, somewhere is looking for you and needs to hear or read what you have to say.
