@Ericka Floyd

@Mick Collins

@Michelle Cox

@M. a. Dennis

It my culture they do it every season I’m use to it by now..🤣

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The weather report called it Monday, but my spirit called it Waiting Season. Not because the week had not arrived, but because my mind was already counting, the tasks stacked like unopened mail, the deadlines pacing at the door, the priorities waving their hands saying, “Pick me first.” Outside, the sky could never seem to decide. Some Mondays arrive dressed in sunshine, gold spilling across rooftops like fresh hope.Yet even then, a cloud lingers somewhere behind me, whispering questions my confidence cannot answer. Other Mondays wear gray coats, heavy with rain and unfinished thoughts, and somehow the weather feels like an echo of everything I forgot to process over the weekend. The forecast says:Partly cloudy. My spirit says:Partly prepared. The forecast says:Chance of storms. My spirit says:Chance of overthinking. The forecast says: Sunny with scattered clouds. My spirit says: Hopeful with scattered anxiety. Because every Monday feels like standing at the edge of a new chapter, holding a pen that suddenly feels too heavy, wondering which sentence deserves to be written first. Work begins to flood the calendar. Emails bloom like wildflowers. Phones ring. Responsibilities gather in neat little rows, waiting to be chosen, waiting to be carried. And there I stand, heart beating faster than the clock, trying to remember that movement does not require perfection. So I take one step. Then another. Not because the anxiety disappeared, not because the sky became clear, but because forward is still forward even when my spirit feels stalled. The weather report called it Monday. But my soul called itthe bridge between fear and faith, between overwhelm and action, between standing still and becoming. And whether the heavens offer sunshine, clouds, or rain, I keep walking. Because every Monday is not asking me to conquer the entire week. It is only asking me to begin. And beginning, cheri, is sometimes the bravest forecast of all. 🌤️💜

@Ericka Floyd