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Soapbox Wednesday: Does that make me less of a Woman

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

I was thinking the other day about decisions we make in our life.  Some of us live out our life on television allowing everyone in on their process toward a big decision.  I mean last summer most of the world watched as LeBron James played out his “Decision.”  Yet to me, decisions are personal.  We go back and forth weighing the pros and cons in our mind and then in most cases we decide.  This brings me to a decision that I believe women experience in some way or another, “Will I have children?” Yes believe it or not, it … Continue reading Soapbox Wednesday: Does that make me less of a Woman

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Soapbox Wednesdays: Get Out My Way Woman….I Got People to Prove Wrong!!

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

On a good day some would call me an extrovert; I truly do have strong opinions on almost every topic.  I guess it comes from researching and reading a lot.  I will not claim to know it all by far but I’m an information junkie.  So when I hear things and they don’t make sense to me or are emotion driven…I don’t get offended nor do I argue any longer; I’ve outgrown that reaction.  Plus, now I have this blog to express my opinions and give others a chance to question theirs.  We have “Old Skool Thursdays” and now I … Continue reading Soapbox Wednesdays: Get Out My Way Woman….I Got People to Prove Wrong!!

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My Role of Aaron

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

A few years back I truly learned the power of Faith and Prayer.  I watched as my sister’s life was proclaimed over by man more than once or twice in a short time span (I’ll save this full testimony for another time).  Never once did I believe their report even when love ones, friends or doctors tried to prepare me for what “may” happen.  They meant no harm, they just didn’t want to see me hurt. Faith in God’s word is what I stood on.  My role was simple and I played it well; thank God, I maintain my sister is healed.  And I would play … Continue reading My Role of Aaron

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Loves

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

Loves  God loves you without question. So it’s your heart I search so deeply to see as God does.   Given that God accepts you without complexities. I receive you as you are: HUMAN In the hopes to reflect the strength God has given you.   Because God understands you without explanation. I listen to you religiously to acknowledge your needs In the effort to understand you as God does   Trust that God always has a place for you. So I open up my heart for you to share. In a clear attempt to love you somewhat as God … Continue reading Loves

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Desperate

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

A desperate attempt to make poetry out of you. We greet each other like strangers. We have nothing to discuss, outside of what happened to us. Tired of discussions that turn into arguments “about what was done right and what was done wrong.” We barely speak or see each other as “home.” I promise you that I have searched             and searched all night trying to recall the words I used to describe you             when we first met. Believing that maybe those words would help me get      that feeling of love back. I questioned how             I framed … Continue reading Desperate

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Love Letter II

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

Love Letter II A response to your letter won’t take me very long. I have remained the same. Was that not my promise? My love, you have always been. When I captured your heart you already had mine. So that if you left me, No matter your struggle, my love would be your guide. I know you wanted nothing more than to return. Yes I watched you as you replaced me with other people and material things. But I sent my love letter to you Hoping that you would never forget That I am God: Your Heavenly Father, Creator, Lord … Continue reading Love Letter II

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Love Letter I

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

Love Letter I I stumbled through the incomplete letters I wrote you over time. I could never explain or put my thoughts into words, the way leaving you made me feel. After you, I was lost and no love seemed real. Since my fear led me to believe that I had lost you. I wanted to start off small. So the thought came to me: I should start by completing a letter for the first time. Because in the past tears would stop me Only making more time pass. Let me start by saying it is amazing how your love … Continue reading Love Letter I

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Poetry From the Archives of 2007…

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

A Poet’s Daily Prayer If there is no poetry in me today no tales of wisdom if i am lost for words if i have no internal perception on how I believe things should be then today there is no me If I can’t articulate some pain or love felt deep down inside If I can’t express colorful metaphors of what I wished or dreamt for or today there is just me Then I beg for the power of creation from my creator Because I am nothing without my daily poetry A Dancer’s Daily Prayer Music please lift me from … Continue reading Poetry From the Archives of 2007…

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A Heart Captured

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

A Heart Captured I yearn for you in my thoughts. As if my mind has omitted all possible reasoning. When I see you I speak softly. Trying to hide my feelings such pain inside. You clearly maintain your stance. This is were you belong, you are not those other guys. I think to myself is this not my heart to keep closed and yours to leave alone? I try to shake loose your powerful grip. Stand firm to maintain my balance. And still you continue to reach out your hand. In hopes I extend mine. Is not this my moment … Continue reading A Heart Captured

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Take Me Dancing

Sharea Farmer, LCSW

                                      Take Me Dancing                               Can we meet at an outside festival                              or at a place that has a dance floor?                           Can we let the drums and music move us                            or have the DJ play our song once more?                                    I don’t wish to walk, talk,                                         nor hold hands.                                          A sister would simply like to dance.                                             Can we wind and grind like we lost our minds?                                           Lose ourselves in the music and … Continue reading Take Me Dancing