Island Soul City Dreams

I love New York, but my heart has a Caribbean beat. It pulsates to the traditions of my people. Attuned to the rhythms of this City, I stay West Indian to the bone. I reflect. I analyze. I speak my mind. ~ I Keep it Irie ~

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Does It Matter When Jesus Was Born?

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I awoke this morning to the icy rain and cool 20-something degrees-temperature of New York City. It’s Christmas Day. My third in the Big Apple. Well, that’s not exactly true. While I might have started today in New York, I’m now miles away from there; the place I’ve called home for the past seven years. It’s 10 a.m. now and as I write, I’m soaring about 35 thousand feet in the air, gliding through fluffy white clouds and over boundless waters. By the time this piece is posted, I would have arrived at one of the most beautiful places on earth. Read more…

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