TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY

Godless addicts are really just looking for happiness. In times of my searching, I found the happiness (my God) was really inside me, but saturated sadness prevented me from turning the unseen frown upside down. My spiritual disconnect was fueled by my upbringing in the traditional Baptist church and watching my grandmother pray and worry about things the church said Jesus would provide. In a place of sanctity, I was molested by a deacon, and sexually harassed by another. When I told the church mothers, they called me a liar, and church was never the same for me. I was afraid to tell my family for fear of the same disbelief. Instead, I stopped reading the bible, and devoted my time to reading spiritually fulfilling books. Kahlil Gibran became my advisor. “The Prophet” was my bible, and has remained my favorite book to this day. It did for me what the bible did not. It gave me a prospective on the spirit and why we all are here. Spiritual thinking has and will be a major part of my life. In times of struggle, spiritual revolution is paramount to being the person I was put on earth to be. In prison, I began to do the work I began in the civil rights movement. I tutored women who were better drug dealers than students. Some didn’t even know how much time they'd serve because they didn’t understand the release documents given to us the day we entered prison. I immediately saw the world of prison as an awakening of sorts. It made the life I abandoned in Colorado the life I embraced while dreaming of my release day. Every experience coming into my life is based on my free will. I have never been a person who followed rules without questioning if they are ones I need for me.