You know how you pass something repeatedly and then decide you just must find the underlying story behind it? That is how I felt about ‘Negro Mountain’ in Western Maryland…I knew there had to be a story.

It turns out there are two versions – both having to do with battle, heroism ,Native Americans and a very tall black man they called “Nemesis” — it is interesting that both Negro and Nemesis are on the same page of my dictionary – and I doubt either word had much to do with who the man really was.

‘Nemesis’ is a hero in both stories…and they named the mountain in his honor. He obviously lived up to his title based upon some retributive justice he performed.

What’s in a name or a title? Is the human “being” lost and confused with what he does rather than who he is? We often get caught up in describing ourselves based less upon who we are as a person and more upon our professions, race or gender, gifts or performed tasks, heroic or not.

It’s a challenging question…try answering it without language about what you do.

Who are you?
Mozella

Mozella Perry Ademiluyi

Once a firmly believed thought fully enters our minds, it becomes challenging to see things otherwise.
For example, the fear of a woman who has had multiple miscarriages is that she will continue to repeat this cycle.

When you read the sign above what was your first thought? Bumps are good, bumps are bad, bumps can be both!? Can an obstacle that slows us down or stops us in our tracks have a real positive meaning or purpose? Or, do we half believe the statements we all use: “it will all work out for the best”.

Sometimes we do not really know what we think about a particular challenge until it stares back at us. Plato said, “What we expect, that we shall find”

Every path has bumps ahead; we call it ‘good’ when there are signs that warn us and disastrous if we do not have a clue what hit us.

Perhaps a “yield sign” means be in the moment with what is …

Hold on for the ride,
Mozella

Motivational StoryTeller™

Life’s gusting winds can bring down even the most deeply rooted. In spite of many odds, we are often able to hold on – there is someone or something to catch us and keep us from hitting the ground.The combination of the depths of our own being and faith and the power of those standing all around us saves the day.

This mighty tree on my walking path showed me how her friends, and the part of herself that just would not let go, supported her. I studied her from head to toe and expressed gratitude to all those who touched or held her up…and they smiled that knowing smile: “that’s what trees are for”

And, I thanked Mighty Tree for this lesson…and celebrated her success.

Keep your arms open,
Mozella

Mozella Perry Ademiluyi
Motivational StoryTeller™