Words have power. Whether they are written or spoken, even words created during sign language; all words have power. We decide the power of the words and the impact they have on us. Remember the saying, “Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me.” Honestly, this saying has always seemed […]Read More Reflecting on 10 Years of PaisleyPerspective
I would be telling a lie to say there is nothing to be thankful for in 2020. Have there been challenges during 2020? Well of course there have been numerous challenges; a medical pandemic heightened those challenges. Many plans were postponed or cancelled this year. Plans like seeing one of my best friends get married […]Read More Thankful Even in 2020
I am peeping my head from outside of self quarantine and social distancing. I have primarily been writing in my journal. Writing longhand is therapeutic. I am an optimist, who was born to optimist parents. They were realists but usually saw solutions even in the worst situations. I am indeed their child. However, the year […]Read More The Art of Networking
This Juneteenth I am reflecting on if I’m living up to the hopes and dreams of my enslaved ancestors.
“I am the hope and dreams of the slave.” ~ from Still I Rise by Maya AngelouRead More Juneteenth Thoughts
Let me start with I understand the seriousness of the COVID-19 virus also known as the Corona virus. The origin of the virus is traced back to the Asian continent and has spread around the planet. Now in the United States along with other countries self-quarantine is encouraged along with curfews to help reduce the […]Read More Breaking Self-Quarantine?
WOW! On January 1, 2011 I launched the first posts of PaisleyPerspective. Born from my head to share ideas with the world it has had various twists and turns. I won’t revisit the past but look forward to how and if I want PaisleyPerspective to continue. Yep, I have been thinking on whether this will […]Read More PaisleyPerspective Turns 9!
This is not a post about the 90’s show with the nerdy kid named Steve. This is a post talking about family and specifically those who are no longer living. My parents are both deceased and I think about them often. However, I recently was thinking about an aunt named Dorothy. She was actually my […]Read More Family Matters
I wasn’t going to post anything today. I sometimes worry that my words are not enough. But then I started reflecting on where I was and what happened on Tuesday, September 11, 2001. My story is like so many, it includes an ache and still shock about the horrific terrorist attacks. But there is more […]Read More Remembering September 11, 2001
I am always surprised when I’m acknowledged by name at certain establishments. Today this occurred at the Columbia Museum of Art. I first became a member in 1998 and since then have seen staff come and go. And one of the staff near and dear to all, died a few years ago. I am a […]Read More Moments
Hello world. I have not forgotten about my beloved blog. I have been using my voice in a different manner. However, I decided July was the time to share some thoughts. I’m visiting the Columbia Museum of Art and it always inspires me to write. I may write poetry or prose or just a general […]Read More Birthday Month Reflections