For the first time in my memory I feel truly calm and at peace. My ability to just breathe and move brings me hope for mastery of myself in this life. I see so many things that puzzle me, confuse me and anger me, but I wish only to see, not judge, to feel, not judge or impose my ideas of freedom. This is my hope, my daily struggle and prayer. To be born again, I must first gouge out my eyes, cut out my tongue and grieve, and cry like a baby that's been snatched away.

-Me'Shell Ndegeocello-