“Love Yourself” Susan L. Taylor


I began my subscription to Essence Magazine whenI was 15.  This was at a time when there was no real way of checking if you were old enough to take on that responsibility.  I so looked forward to receiving my monthly copy, just so I can read what the Editor in Chief had to say.  I remember looking at her photo and seeing a Black Goddess.  Her long cornrows, going straight down her back.  The “Essence” of Black Beauty.  Susan L. Taylor, a journalism beast! Susan L. Taylor (born January 23, 1946) is an American editor, writer, and journalist. She served as editor-in-chief of Essence from 1981 through 2000. In 1994, American Libraries referred to Taylor as “the most influential black woman in journalism today”.

Susan Leaves Essence Magazine

“I will be leaving Essence to do what at this juncture in my life has become a larger work for me—building the National Cares Mentoring Movement, which I founded as Essence Cares and today is my deepest passion.”
–Susan L. Taylor, December 28, 2007)

When Ms. Taylor left Essence Magazine, I was devastated.  I sat in disbelief as I read her letter.  Who was going to be my source of inspiration?  see Susan had become my “Judy Blume” at a time when I was not only coming into my womanhood but also my awareness of who I was becoming as a Black Woman.  I grew up in the era of “Black Power” as a child of the ’70’s.  The images of “Black Is Beautiful” was overshadowed by my generation’s need to be all that we can be as an African-American Community, breaking free (or so we thought) from segregation and enjoying the freedoms established by the Civil rights Movement.  Susan, in my eyes, represented the images of the ’70’s, the breaking of barriers, my mirror.   The magazine was never the same.  I let my subscription lapse.  In New York Times article, dated December 28, 2007, it lists all of her accomplishments, especially the reason why she left the magazine- to pursue her desire and passion for helping disadvantaged children.  She is an avid supporter of a host of organizations dedicated to moving the Black community forward. Her passion and focus are on creating equity in education and turning around the nation’s failing schools, which, she says are “the pipeline to prison.” Susan founded the CARES Mentoring Organization to address these issues, that plagues the Black Community.


So this Women’s Month and International Women’s Day I celebrate Susan L. Taylor! #BeBoldForChange







I am in the Purpose Room

How many different ways does someone have to tell you what you what you already know?  How difficult is it to really stand in your purpose so that you can get to your destiny?

During this Lenten Season 2017, my fast will be non-traditional.  Growing up Catholic, we were taught that we must sacrifice our fleshy pleasures for 40 days.  I never understood why, because it is not Biblical and Jesus already atoned for our sins so that we do not have to do these rituals of atonement with whom exactly? God or Self?  In this season, I will fast as commanded by my Lod and Savior Jesus Christ.  “But when you fast, anoint your head and wash your face, that your fasting may not be seen by others but by your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.”-Matthew 6:17-18.  I will say this, though, I will be in THE PURPOSE ROOM

Passion + Purpose = Destiny

There is a wall.  It is mental. I am reminded of the scripture in Romans 7 “the spirit is willing bu the flesh is weak…” Weak to the invisible wounds that I won’t allow to heal. Allowing myself to be trapped in it because it acts as a shield again pain, hurt and disappointment.  Bishop T.D. Jakes said it best in his book ” Your Mind may guide you in what you do, but your heart affirms your passion for doing it, and that leads you to resolve the way of your life…As you stand back from yourself and see the push of instincts welded with the pull of purpose that leads you into destiny,  you will know the events and circumstances in your life equate to more than just coincidences or mere facts.  The coming together of all of these events and connections, some seemingly random, are the results of divine orchestration to empower to accomplish what God has placed in you.” Destiny: Stepping into your Purpose by Bishop T.D. Jakes.  Like I said, its mental.  I had to chuckle at this passage because, the day before writing this blog, I was sitting in the laundromat, minding my own business, and this woman, randomly (lol) struck up a conversation, about DVD’s that led to the sharing of her failed marriage and confessions of adultery.  I chuckle because of the weekend prior to that encounter, a woman whispered in my ear “Women need to hear our voice…”

I am reading the “Purpose Room” by Heather Lindsey.  I read the sample first. I should have known better. Her books are amazing. I no longer have any excuses as to why I cannot do what God has purposed me to do.  I know that God has a plan for my life.  I am hearing the call so much clearer now.

I have a story, deeply rooted in childhood experiences, distorted by my childhood views and adult point of view. Experiences that served as the pieces of fabric woven together to create the “veil” I am so desperately wanting to tear.

I am finally seeing past the confetti…Finally seeing who God has purposed and destined me to be me to be…16999091_10212289967268694_4978916473972594682_n.jpg

Stepping into my Destiny


BeyGoals- Fearfully and Wonderfully Made


In this blog post, I want to honor one of the strongest Black Female Artist of this generation.  Say what you want about Beyonce, but even fellow female artist Adele, had to give respect where respect is due.  During her Grammy Award acceptance speech, she stated: “…the way that you make me and my friends feel, the way you make my black friends feel, is empowering.”  She (Adele) was talking about the Album “Lemonade”.  I have to admit that, indeed that album was by far the best call to the world that Black Women are a force NOT to be reckoned with.  With “Formation” she served notice to ALL that she loves her family exactly as they are… And herself, too. Radical. Self. LOVE.

With that said, Bey came under fire (again) about her Madonna-like image and the display of her very much pregnant body.  So clearly they did not get the message in Lemonade.

Psalm 139:14 says: “I thank you because I am awesomely made, wonderfully; your works are wonders -I know this very well. (Complete Jewish Bible Version); the King James Version says “I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well..  Either way, Our Creator designed us as Black women so well, that other ethnic groups and race, go through changes to achieve what God gave us naturally.

“Historically, black women’s bodies have been utterly disrespected. We nurtured and fed other race’s children from our breasts. We were raped and bore children for slave masters. And yet, were made ashamed of our bodies, our curves, our blackness.
We were treated as concubines and receptacles for a man’s seed–and frankly, sometimes we still are. Other races are consistently celebrated and heralded for motherhood. Black women are not–definitely not consistently.  
Beyoncé’s performance was a declarative statement. Black women carry and give life beautifully. And that is NOTHING to be ashamed of.
I am a Christian. I am fearfully and wonderfully made–in God’s image. And that includes my blackness. And that includes my femininity. Psalm 139:14 can’t just apply to whom and when you want. I celebrate all the parts of who I am–not just the parts that feed others’ needs or makes them comfortable. *walks away*” –Adeea Rogers of TrendySocialite-

And I concur!



One Day My Soul Just Opened Up- Removing the Veil


Removing the Veil

I thought I was ready. Perhaps motivated by someone else.  “The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak” -Matthew 26:41. The poem, written by Gemmia L. Vanvant, daughter of famed life coach Iyanla Vanzant spoke volumes to me.  So much so, I blogged it. Ironically, I had purchased the book in 1998. As I began to read it, I realized that I am in the same cycle, feeling the same way I did almost 20 years later.

When I saw the subject title of the introduction page, I was really excited for that is the slogan for this blog.  I knew God was talking and saying “it is time daughter to step into what I have called you to do, but it starts with you.”  The spirit is willing…As I read the pages, I noticed, that I had highlighted a paragraph that had to have touched my soul back then and is doing the same now.


Someone once told me that I need the come out of this “whirlwind”.  I remember being offended…But I never forgot it. what she called a whirlwind, was what Iyanla called “Insanity”. She says in her book, “It is the kind of insanity that keeps you in a struggle for control of your life and everyone in it.” (p.12 One Day My Soul Just Opened Up). This “insanity had me doing things, pushing myself, wanting to do more, be better and get ahead.  She was right. That is what I was doing.  I wanted to be the best at everything.  As a career I am a paralegal. NYU graduate, NALA certified. Not enough.  I went for my advanced certification in Contracts Administration and Management. I am a Liturgical Dancer. So I went and got m Masters and PhD in Religious Fine Arts in Dance. Not enough. I hold a leadership position at my church, took on the responsibility of garment ministry, administration, and at times choreographer. Not enough. In my personal life, I was wife, husband ( I am married by the way), head of household, decision maker, mother, sister, friend, foe, volunteer, helper, PTA Executive Board Member. Not enough. Unfortunately, because I am insane, when I got ahead, when I was better, when I got more, it was still NOT ENOUGH. “The insanity that is being identified here is the kind that made me forget, who walks besides me and who lives inside of me and as a result shut down my soul.  I could not have articulated that any better. I shut down. All of the things I described above, didn’t matter anymore. Nothing mattered. I was in a state of existing, all the while trying to live. A part of me knew that there was something bigger than me waiting to be born. I felt it, kicking, moving… It is time to enter into my  soul. At last!

The Exodus Journey

I am ready to come out of this. To truly open up my soul so that I what it is is God needs to use me for, I am ready. As I journey to remove the veil, I will hold on to what the Spirit of the Lord has been compelling me to do, the “thing” that people see in me that I am struggling to see in myself.  Laughing at times at how God Himself is showing me “ME”, and I am still questioning the calling. My soul shut down, but it is about to open up.

I will “Remain Open. For there is truly something bigger than I know going on.”


On the journey to “Tear The Veil.” 40 days to a Brand new me.

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One Day My Soul Just Opened Up

One day my soul just opened up
and things started happening
things I can’t quite explain
I mean
I cried and cried like never before
I cried tears of ten thousand mothers
I couldn’t even feel anything because
I cried ‘til I was numb.

One day my soul just opened up
I felt this overwhelming pride
what I was proud of only God knows!
Like the pride of a hundred thousand fathers
basking in the glory of their newborn sons
I was grinning from ear to ear!

One day my soul just opened up I started laughing
and I laughed for what seemed like forever
wasn’t nothing particularly funny going on but I laughed anyhow
I laughed the joy of a million children playing in the mud
I laughed until my sides ached
Oh God! It felt so good!

One day, my soul just opened up
There were revelations, annihilations, and resolutions
feelings of doubt and betrayal, vengeance and forgiveness
memories of things I’d seen and done before
of places I’d been, although I didn’t know when
there were lives I’d lived
people I’d loved
battles I’d fought
victories I’d won
and wars I’d lost.

One day, my soul just opened up
and out poured all things
I’d been hiding
and denying
and living through
that had just happened moments before.

One day, my soul just opened up
and I decided
I was good and ready!
I was good and ready
to surrender my life to God.

So, with my soul wide open,
I sat down
wrote Her a note
and told her so.

Gemmia L. Vanzant in Iyanla Vanzant, ONE DAY MY SOUL JUST OPENED UP

And that is exactly what happened to me.  I purchased this book sometime around 1998, maybe 2000, not quite sure.  That’s because, when i picked up the book, that I found in storage, and began to read it as if it were my first time reading it, only to discover my failed attempt at the book’s purpose.  As I flipped through the pages, I was shocked to discover that almost 18 years later, the same push that led me to find the book, is the same need I had back then.  I was shocked to read my issues with my husband, the same that is taking me for a spin now.  The same trust issues I had then are the same ones I have now.  Absolutely nothing changed.  I struggled with trust issues then, I struggle now.  However, this time will be different.  This time I will follow through.  This time, 18 years later I am going to push through the broken pieces of my life, I am going to complete my 40 day journey to “Spiritual Strength and Personal Growth”.  Will you take this Journey with me?

Removing the Veil, Revealing my Strength

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The Resurrection of Dominique

On Sunday March 27, 2016, I celebrated the Resurrection of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. There are somethings in my life that are dead and buried. Things that need to stay there. Or so I thought.   You see, along with those “things” were also hope, dreams, promises, destiny and purpose.  Buried beneath the molestation and sexual assault,  were my destiny and purpose. Beneath the storms of my life, were my hopes and dreams. Every thing to me seemed like an even plane, defined as a level of existence, thought and development. I did not understand that I was born to live, not just exist.  Buried beneath the confetti of life, lies Dominique. Born Patrice Dominique Kemp. Patrice, as I soon discovered was who and what people thought I should be.  I was trapped in a bubble that was created by others.  My life became a metaphor.  I even looked at the characters of the Bible to find that one person whose life mirrored my own.  The more I searched, the angrier I got because God had I plan, and seemed impossible to achieve.

Hiding behind “The Veil” 

Patrice meaning “Noble”, is the “veil” that I hid behind.  This “veil” is defined as having a power of expression, either in speaking or writing. Being in favor for studying and research. I am clever, clear-sighted and intellectual. I don’t like to let others know my true feelings. I am bold, independent, inquisitive and interested in research. I know what I want and why I want it.  I desire to inspire and lead, to control other’s affairs. I am giving, courageous and bold, action oriented,energetic and strong willed. I want to make a difference in the world, and this attitude often attracts me to cultural interests, politics, social issues, and the cultivation of my creative talents. However, none of this made me happy, because I knew I was still so much more.  I have been on a mission to unveil the person God created me to be. To peel off the layers of hurt, pain, and circumstances of my life. I hid my hurt, pain, anger, low self-esteem behind this veil.  It was safe, and it protected me from facing my destiny.  In my alone time, I would often look in the mirror and try to find “greatness”,  that I could not see, and yet, knowing it is there, waiting on me.

What’s in a Name?

The day I decided to use Dominique was the moment God spoke to me and said: “It’s time to remove the veil, look deep within and break free.  It’s my name right? Not some fictitious name to hide my true identity. It’s a redefinition of who I am, who God has called me to be.  Origin of the name Dominique: Bestowed upon both females and males in France, Dominique is from the Latin Dominicus (Belonging To God), which is derived from dominus (a master, a lord).  There you have it!  I am a true child of God.  I belong to God!   I have always loved my name Dominique.  I always knew that it was powerful.  I was inspired to write my very first blog 8-1…The First Day of My New Beginnings.  August 1, 2015 is the day my name was changed to “Dominique.” The implication is that we all receive “names” from the world–Patrice Dominique. However, God has a promise for our lives as well, and His name for us is different. It expresses our personal relationship with God and the high value He places on us.

For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11 NAS

When God is ready to bring His Chosen in to their true destiny, he changes their names and their identity. For example, Abram became Abraham, Sarai became Sarah, Jacob became Israel.

AbrahamGenesis 17:4-6 “4“As for Me, behold, My covenant is with you, And you will be the father of a multitude of nations. 5“No longer shall your name be called Abram, But your name shall be Abraham; For I will make you the father of a multitude of nations. 6“I will make you exceedingly fruitful, and I will make nations of you, and kings will come forth from you”…

Sarah: Genesis 17:15-16 “15Then God said to Abraham, “As for Sarai your wife, you shall not call her name Sarai, but Sarah shall be her name. 16“I will bless her, and indeed I will give you a son by her. Then I will bless her, and she shall be a mother of nations; kings of peoples will come from her.”… 

Jacob: Genesis 32:28
Then the man said, “Your name will no longer be Jacob, but Israel, because you have struggled with God and with humans and have overcome.”

Dominique redefined me.  I use the name primarily for my business and “Unveiled by Dominique” which will soon launch as a platform, a movement for women to remove the veil to reveal their strength.  Dominique symbolizes my Destiny, my Freedom, My Purpose.  Dominique is symbolic of the resurrection of those things that was once considered dead. When people call me Dominique, there is a call to action that is awaken inside of me, a story that needs to be told, my story… Dominique is a legacy in the making.  Dominique makes a bold statement to the world that I truly belong to God and because of that I have survived what only God knew I could handle.  Only God can bring the dead things back to life.

There is a song that I love, that speaks to my resurrection. “wasted enough, of my DESTINY, trying to please those who really didn’t care about me, But I’m trusting You, for you hold the plans just FOR MY LIFE”.  In my desperate need for a change, I am giving it all to God so I can live FREE!!!

For My name means “I am Noble” and “I Belong to God”!

Eyes have not seen, Ears have not heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man the things that God has prepared for me.

Removing the veil.  Follow me and watch Him do it!



Beyonce “Formation” Video Celebrates Black History Month

Everyone is talking about Bey’s “Formation” Video.  Good or Bad, people are talking.  Whether you hater her or love her…you are still talking.  It took me a minute to write this blog, because I wanted to see what was trending.  What I I have yet to read, is the true content of the video.  Or am I being too deep?

This is what I saw: Bey used her image to bring un-apologetically Black images and statements to a usually White forum.   The video Exposed millions to the 50th Anniversary of the Black Panthers movement. (Did you miss that?) During the month, a month dedicated to Black History, she reminds us of the devastation of Hurricane Katrina, that left thousands of African-Americans homeless, displaced, disrespected and dead.  Though it was an act of nature, the handling of the after math from our Government was appalling.  It affected more Blacks than it it did Whites.  Did you forget?   Beyoncé’s “Formation” touches on many different topics including the #BlackLivesMatters connection.  Her lyrics, clearly informs you that she is a powerful Black woman; she broke down her genealogy “My daddy Alabama,  momma Louisiana, you mix that negro with that Creole makes a Texas-Bama…”  She let the world know “I am here to #Slay”.  “Formation” was a black woman’s call to arms.  She deified the norm and dropped her single AND video without warning.  Making history…BLACK HISTORY.  Formation reminds us of the blood that runs through our veins and the hoods we grew up in. We’re holding all of those in our black communities who came before us up high.

What Beyonce is doing is creating #BlackGirlMagic, the best hashtag that was created to bring together black women all over the world. And the most beautiful thing to come out of #BlackGirlMagic is this appreciation for self, as black women. In a society that only recognizes our black features and culture, #BlackGirlMagic has encouraged us to own our culture. Black women are becoming even more empowered then they already were — but black women have been slaying for centuries. We simply have more platforms on which to slay. We’re taking up more space. #BlackHistory2016, we celebrate Harriet Tubman, Madam C.J. Walker, Rosa Parks, Zora Neale Hurston, just to name a few. We #Slay!

In the words of Bey: “Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper.”


Who is the Woman behind the Veil?


Allow me to re-introduce myself! My name is D-O-M to the Nizzah!!!

I love that part of the Jay-Z’s rap. In fact I am truly re-introducing myself to the world by unveiling the wall, the mask the veil that I used to shield me from the ME within.

So who is Dominique? This is a question that has been asked of me, and yet I still don’t have a clear answer. Now I can tell you what I am to other people, that’s easy! For now, let me just start with the basics:

Ten Random Facts About Me:

1.My full name is Patrice Dominique Kemp-McCullough (Too long to put on my Drivers License so DMV shortened it to P.D. Kemp-McCullough) 😂😂😂😂😂😂

2. I am my mothers only child, but I am 3 of seven of my father’s children.(Poppa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home..no really…it was) 

3. I was actually born in Thailand where my father was stationed during the Vietnam War. (I think the Nanny brainwashed me into loving Elephants)

4. I speak, read and write fluently in French because…(albeit I don’t use these skills often) 

5. My mother was born in Martinique (a French Republic) and I lived there for four years. ( a little Brooklyn girl on De Island… Oh! Wait! Wrong language..Sur l’Iles de la Martinique!

6.  I am married with children–2 adult daughters and 1 teenage son. (College can’t come soon enough…can I start packing his stuff?)

7. I’ll start from the top: I hold a Doctorate in Religious Fine Arts in Dance, a Masters in Religious Fine Arts in Dance, a professional degree in Paralegal Studies, An Advanced Certified Paralegal, Bachelors of Science in Accounting, and a High School Diploma in Liberal Arts. (I am really freaking EDUMACATED!) I am a momprenueur that means I have my own business. http://www.kissmenatureshop.com—- what?!?!? A plug-in never hurt nobody!

8. Chocolate is to me what crack is to a crack head. The only thing I will not eat is a chocolate bunny and York Peppermint Patties!  Go Figure! 

9. I am a Gemini. I use the principles of that astrological sign to hide behind the veil.(Some may call it MPS-Multiple Personality Syndrome)😂😂 So Yeah! It’s either BLACK or WHITE cause I ain’t got time nor patience for SHADES OF GREY!

10. ??? Like I said, I am everything to everyone or thing, BUT WHO AM I?

I would be remiss not to say that as it is the core of this blog. Getting to the root of why the veil was put up. Addressing the issues that plague me in order to empower others, help others heal as I heal. 

I am a Christian, a child of God, a Princess to the Holy King, of that I am sure. It is not a random fact, it is THE FACT!

In the words of Steve Harvey “Don’t trip, He ain’t through with me yet!”

Until then, let the unveiling begin!

What are some things people don’t know about you? Do Tell

In Search of The ME within

Self Identity
In my last post,  A Look Back…The Genesis of the Veil I took a look back at how the “veiling” began.  The documentary, Dark Girls, the controversial film show on the OWN network, explored the prejudices that dark-skinned women face throughout the world.  It also explored the root, among other things, the lack self-esteem and the lost of self-identity.

I remember as I child, an only child, some one gave me a “white” doll.  It was one of those walking dolls.  I clearly remember looking at that doll and thiking it was the ugliest thing I had even seen, scary even.  I hated that doll.  I didn’t take it out the box for sometime after receiving because, to me she was hideous. I am by far not a bigot, but I remember that her blond hair and blues eyes and peach skin was ugly to me.  I am not sure why.  One day, I decided to take her out of the box. It was was supposed to be a walking doll. She didn’t walk. I threw her against the wall. I didn’t care at first and then I felt bad, so I picked her up and put her back in the box.
I don’t think this was the beginning of my self identity. I don’t recall not liking the doll because of her skin tone. Or maybe I did. All I know, is when I got my “black” wee wee doll for Christmas, I WAS IN LOVE! She was me and I was her.
So the question is when did I look in the mirror and decide that I was not pretty? That my chocolate brown skin made me undesirable? I grew up in the era of “Black is Beautiful” with images of smooth chocolate skin adorned with big black Afros.
The Genesis for me was the constant reminder of black vs. white. The adult ideologies of the civil rights movement planted in my head. The stories of the “brown bag” test, something I was not even born yet to experience. The subtlety of my grand-mother demanding me to smooth my nose and squeeze my lips; only to later find out that it was her feeble attempt to reshape my face to European features. Her telling me not to marry and have babies with a man my complexion or I will produce Albino babies. That was the moment I began the journey of self-hate. Yet still, my wee wee doll reminded me of a place in time where my innocence was pure and untouched.
As an adult, those experiences still plague me. As I fight to find myself, I remain encouraged that slowly and carefully, the veil is coming off.
I am unveiling the beauty within.

The Fire Became a Flame-Goals for November 2015 

Distractions can be masked as busyness and busyness can cause a lack of focus. I lost focus! And the “unveiling” took a back seat to the challenges of life. I knew I had to write, because I kept seeing images of black women, other blogs about the state of black women, organizations being founded about girls of color, all related to the purpose of Unveiling the Beauty Within.

Yet, the very thing a sought out to do with this blog, is the very thing I allowed to be “caught up in”.

In a Facebook group/Periscope group called #BlackBizScopeChallenge, day 7 for the month of November was ” your plan for the week.” As I surfed through My FB Groups, I came across a post about #BlackGirlsBlog and ironically, this group too was having a Challenge and day two was “What are your goals?” Well if that was not a clear message from Heaven to re-group and re-focus, I don’t know what is.

I scoped about my plan for the week, but I have goals before 2016 comes in.

My goal as we near the end of 2015 is to get back to building my faith. Without doing that, everything I am about to list will be of no value. I have drafts for this blog that I have written in Evernote that I need to publish. They will all be published this week. I have newsletters that I need to put out, all written in my head, that needs to be sent out! That will also go out this week. On October 25th, my co-founders and I launched Ladies That Brunch NYC….An Empowerment Movement and it is my job to follow up.  I have not yet done so, but I will this week.  I need to update my business website http://www.kissmenatureshop.com and really push my brand out there now that I am happy with the look, the packaging, ect. 

I need to complete this challenge because it will make me accountable to the immediate goals and put into perspective the other goals that I have. This is why I am convinced that finding this group was by Divine Design, not by chance. Jeremiah 29:11 says “For I know the plans I have for you…” 

Who doesn’t want more traffic to their blog? For me, getting more traffic to my blog means getting a message out to women of color that we can come behind the veil, that we all share a story, a situation, a similar pain. I started this blog started because I needed to be free from the “mask” that hid my pain and my hurt; childhood event that began the process of building a wall.  The “veil” that covers the insecurities that plague women of color like colorism, sexism, and the need to be strong when we really want to vulnerable-not weak! To exhale from who we are expected to be, and be who we are-Self Identity! 

My Goal for Unveiling the Beauty Within is to make it a movement that goes beyond the blog. And to do that, stories need to be told and they can only be told (for now) by creating more content.

My Goal is to EXCEED My Goals set for November! 

What are your goals?