“Warm Rain” by Mykell Hatcher-McLarin 3/5/14
Take me in your arms rain cloud.
Basque me in your warm droplets of purity and redefine what it means to be free.
Bang drum beats on my temple and seep into my skin a sense of healing.
Your warmth is my safe place.
Where I go to wash away the pain of yesterday and live for this moment to dance between your rain drops.
I am yours.
So don’t let me go to drowning.
Hold me while I become soaked by your cleansing.
I’ll embrace your warm showers of love and we’ll rest together under the stars.
When someone tells you who they are, believe them
I had to learn and now strongly believe that this notion of “changing people” needs to stop. No one but the persons themselves can change themselves. Only we can change ourselves.
When someone says to you, “I don’t like to go out in the rain.” The first thing you do isn’t take them out into a rain storm! You acknowledge that about them. You don’t have to agree with that sentiment. You don’t have to accept that into your own life. But what they told you is true to them and if anything is to change about what they told you, it’s going to be THEIR DECISION.
I believe in asking questions of understanding: “How come? I would just like to understand a different perspective.” I believe in asking thought provoking questions, “What makes you not like the rain?” I believe in making people think and evaluate their own process for their own growth. BUT throughout that process there shouldn’t be an expectation for that person to change the way they think or commit to their truth.
We can Influence others.
We can Support others.
We can Challenge others.
We can Inspire others.
We cannot Change others.
Only They can Change Themselves.
Only We can Change Ourselves.
I GUARANTEE You there is Nothing Greater to Do
I Am Love
I Am Light
I am Myself
This is my journey.
Where I start. Where I end. Where I travel. Where I transcend. There is no other way for me to be. This is the lens to which I see.
“Where I’m From” by Mykell Hatcher-McLarin 3/1/14
I am from poetry, from non-brand names and self
I am from the powerful women who didn’t let solitude break their spirit
I am from the forests of my people, the forests that collected stories in their roots
I am from celebrating Kwanzaa and unconditional love and support; from my mother, Sheila Hatcher and my father, Michael McLarin and my sister, Aseelah Hatcher-Thomas.
I am from the ability to forgive and remember the lessons.
From “you are one my greatest blessings” and children meaning everything.
I am from The Great Spirit that lives in the beat of my heart and the song of my soul.
I’m from Baltimore, Crabs and Egg Salad Sandwiches.
From the mother who didn’t understand my Trans struggle but never gave up on me anyway, the mother who texts me saxophones to represent the music she brings to my ears, and the mother who always says, “I love you” before we part our separate ways.
I am from dressers and walls and albums and binders and mind and heart that hold my mother, my father, my family, my friends and those who have supported me.
I am from love.
I am from light.
I am from transformation.
I am from All.
As a part of the MOSAIC experience we got to write poetry about ourselves so we may reflect on our identities and their importance to our history and perceptions on our sense of home in the world (my internalization and process). So I’m going to share this poem to, for one, have somewhere (else) I can reference back to as well as maybe give others a chance to think and reflect on their places of comfort and history throughout their current lifetime. Mine followed the Pre-Selected Template with a series of blank spaces with identifiers to fill in those spaces however there were opportunities to free write and create your own flow so if you wish to do the same then know that your ideas can flow freely as you wish:
Each of us has a destiny
that sets us all a part
The path is different for you and me
But the journey begins in the heart
Muru, The Mouse Spirit Guide from Balto 2