If I read the temper of our people correctly, we now realize as we have never realized before our interdependence on each other; that we can not merely take but we must give as well; that if we are to go forward, we must move as a trained and loyal army willing to sacrifice for the good of a common discipline, because without such discipline no progress is made, no leadership becomes effective.


Yesterday I cried Poem.. by Iyanla Vanzant
Good morning all,

Yesterday I heard a wonderful poem recited by environgirl and it inspired me to share one of my favorites by Iyanla Vanzant.  Actually I heard Iyanla read this poem and didn't realize it at the time that she wrote it.  It wasn't until yesterday trying to hunt down the author (so many people post it but very few give the courtesies of posting the author).


Anyway I hope this touches you to the core as it has me.


Yesterday I cried


I came home, went straight to my room,

Sat on the edge of my bed,

kicked off my shoes,

Unhooked my bra,

And had myself a good cry.


I'm telling you,
I cried until my nose was running all over
the silk blouse I got on sale.
I cried until my ears were hot.
I cried until my head was hurting so bad
that I could hardly see the pile of
soiled tissues lying on the floor at my feet.

I want you to understand,
I had myself a really good cry yesterday.

Yesterday, I cried,
for all the days that I was too busy,
or too tired,
or too mad to cry.

I cried for all the days, and all the ways,
and all the times I had dishonored,
disrespected, and
disconnected my Self from myself,
only to have it reflected back to me
in the ways others did to me
the same things I had already done to myself.

I cried for all the things I had given,
only to have them stolen;
for all the things I had asked for that
had yet to show up;
for all the things I had accomplished,
only to give them away,
to people in circumstances,
which left me feeling empty,
and battered and plain old used.

I cried because there really does
come a time when the only thing left
for you to do is cry.

Yesterday, I cried.
I cried because little boys get
left by their daddies;
and little girls get forgotten by their mommies;
and daddies don't know what to do, so they leave;
and mommies get left, so they get mad.

I cried because I had a little boy,
and because I was a little girl,
and because I was a mommy
who didn't know what to do,
and because I wanted my daddy to be there
for me so badly until I ached.

Yesterday, I cried.
I cried because I hurt.
I cried because I was hurt.
I cried because hurt has no place to go
except deeper into the pain that
caused it in the first place,
and when it gets there,
the hurt wakes you up.

I cried because it was too late.
I cried because it was time.

I cried because my soul knew that I didn't know
that my soul knew everything I needed to know.

I cried a soulful cry yesterday,
and it felt so good.

It felt so very, very bad.

In the midst of my crying,
I felt my freedom coming,
Because Yesterday,
I cried with an agenda.


by Iyanla Vanzant


A little tidbit on Iyanla, she is a Yoruba Priestess(among a myriad of things), and one of her sayings is something I so agree with:

"Don't let your clarity by judged by other people's responses!"




environgirl on
Re: Yesterday I cried Poem.. by Iyanla Vanzant
I am glad that you posted this poem! I had never read it until now and I love it! You should recite it on GabCast!!!!!!!!! Thanks a bunch! I am gonnna have to look up some other poetry by Miss Vanzant.
wiccanrantings on
Re: Yesterday I cried Poem.. by Iyanla Vanzant
She actually wrote a few books too one entitled "Yesterday I cried" .. I am not sure of the others, I haven't read them yet but plan to now that I have rediscovered her and new things about her.

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