Your Silence Will Not Protect You, It Will Not Save You.

Majority of my life I have exercised silence. Ever since I can remember I have been more of an observer than a talker. I have learned to be silent and have been told to be silent. Silence has come over me in voluntary ways and some in, involuntary ways. Writing has been my silent language and for so long I have exercised and practiced it well. My silence and writing have been good to me and helped me through unpleasant experiences. Silence has allowed me to observe and interpret and more often than not overthink whats been poured in. Silence can reap benefits, but at the same instance silence can kill. There will come a season where one will become so full with experience that the silence within will need to be heard and the uncomfortabilities of the soul will need to be stirred. I am not saying that people should talk to just be talking. Your story will be meaningless if  it does not meet the ears of a person who is in the motion of seeking a story with the abilities to free & enlighten. Audre Lorde said, "Your silence will not protect you, it will not save you," so imagine if you could open the doors to heaven with your words. Silence is a beautiful gift...but there will come a time when the wisdom, experience, hardships, success, joys you have acquired will need to help someone else live inspired. My Silence...spoken in Love is to come soon.

Written in Love,
J.N Clark

Prolgue to Love

Life in its very essence has been a road of ashes transformed into a road of beauty & transformation.  I've learned how to love & accept love on a level I've never experienced before.  I've seen how past experiences prepared me for what I encountered in 2015. I witnessed God's power & strength in situations I've never imagined being in. All in all God has shown me the constancy in His love. I've realized the power in the gifts He has given me. I see the threat to evil when my gifts are operated. I've seen new life birthed and seen death take its course. Ive got to bear witness to the fruit of seeds I've planted and prayers that I've prayed. Im still on the road and as the ashes fall away, God's beauty beams through. My story as it is written will be written in LOVE. More to come...

In Love,
J.N Clark