Beautiful Black Cat Reborn

A moment of transparency if you don’t mind…….

About 26 years ago, I fell in love with the black panther. Everything about this animal fascinated me to the very core. It was calculating of its prey, so was I. It was sleek, so was I. It was smooth, so was I. It was confident, so was I. It was fearless, so was I. I was, I was, I was…….. Something had crushed my spirit pretty damn HARD.

It was called life.

At different times of my life I tried to regain that “inner cat” back but life hit me HARD, again and again. But I kept getting back up. I kept moving forward. My late father, James E. Potts wrote a play called “Beautiful Black Cat” and the character of the Cat was free. She moved about with a since of passion that simply couldn’t be contained. I loved that play. I saw myself, I saw who I was and it hurt.

Today, I woke up from a good nap yal and felt different. I felt like I not only woke up from a physical nap but I woke up from a spiritual nap as well. My inner soul woke up to a desire to fight and fight to win. I got up from my lethargic state to a feeling of desire for more. A desire to fulfill my purpose. A desire to give myself away, to be used by God like never before. A desire to be free and not hold back.

See I’m in a season of rebirth but this time around I’m coming back with a vengeance. A vengeance to add value and inspire every person I come in contact with on this planet. Someone once said the most dangerous person is the one who knows who they are.

I am that person.

Much love,

Beautiful Black Cat

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