ACTION SPEAKS HERITAGE EXCELLENCE EDUCATION JOURNAL

A Professional Humanitarian must render Human Services to all the people, every human being.  To be a good leader, humanity must be given to every person to meet their human needs as needed per every one human being. Help will and support is unique in given as ones needs are met. When a human being violate other human being(s)., the human being will lead human beings as expected of oneself.  Professional Humanitarians never stop being human Respectfully Submitted Gloria J KEITH ACTION SPEAKS HERITAGE EXCELLENCE EDUCATION JOURNAL AND SYSTEMS CENTER ©️

The heart felt love is positive emotions flowing in various areas of the heart. Love in the

Love in and of the heart, with inclusions of friendship,  fellowship, courtship, guardianship, spiritualship. I feel them all at one time or the other.

I will not close my heart to love, today. No. Never.

The feeling of love within the heart will last forever for me within my heart. I have learned recently that love felt within the heart is never lost.

Feeling love within the heart changes and transform within us.

Friendship, fellowship,  romance, all are heart felt love. We choose conscious or unconscious,  and at times,  subconscious.

So many times we make transformation necessarily.  Crying and other aggravation as well as other behavior  modifies us in accordance with our heart desires.

Respectfully Submitted Gloria J KEITH author.  ACTION SPEAKS HERITAGE EXCELLENCE EDUCATION JOURNAL and SYSTEMS CENTER. ©️ 1980

Thankfully, you have hit the nail on its head for me. I’m in the process of reducing my clutter. I’ve had several Boutiques and consign ment stores. Cleanliness isn’t the problem.

I wouldn’t have this problem provided I was a few years younger. If my brands didn’t sell where I was, I didn’t mind deciding them with my children and grandchildren to have their individual professional stores set-ups at Sadie’s Flea Market along with me. We sold not only Brand clothing. We included rebuilt computer systems. No price was too small for new or delicately worn. We’re giving brand new outfits away to those who needed them. Yet didn’t have any money. I’m much older. Because of my medical scheduled needs, I have neither time nor health to complete organization of my new home, safely.

I’m willing to reduce my clutter. Yet, it takes more than my time and energy to completely organize without first organization of the clutter I would normally sell in my stores. The biggest issue is hiring trustworthy and free time human being willing to help, reasonably good pay.

Just don’t take what you want, get paid and never show up, again. That planned attack nipped in the bud.

Respectfully Submitted Gloria J Keith ACTION SPEAKS HERITAGE EXCELLENCE EDUCATION JOURNAL © 1980

I was a little girl. Yet, I remember all that happened before and afterwards. It was the most memorable trip I’ve ever had.

The most exciting trip also. It was during a time Black Americans couldn’t use the same bathroom as s White Americans. Black Americans couldn’t drink from the same water fountain as White people.

There were 9 family members riding in a green 4 door Ford.

My oldest brother was the only driver. When we stopped at a gas station to get gas, my brother had to pee. Instead of going to the bathroom marked Black, my brother opened the door with Whites on it and quietly entered it. Several of us watched until our brother safely ran back to the car.

It was really funny to all of us when our brother was safely back in the car and we were on the road again to Florida.

Respectfully Submitted Gloria J Keith ACTION SPEAKS HERITAGE EXCELLENCE EDUCATION JOURNAL © 1980

Odin was a Picopo. Odin died at the age of 84. Odin did everything with me. My eldest daughter trained Odin very well.

If ever there was a human dog. It was Odin. I trained Odin to perform with me.

During our Family Reunion, Odin did his first real performance. We kept him hid from the audience until it was time to perform. When my name was called. My granddaughter called Odin to the stag. Odin ran up to join me. We sang . The audience was silent. You could hear a pin drop. Odin was special. When he died, we buried him in an animal cemetery.

I’ve thought about getting another dog. Yet I don’t think there could ever be another human dog like Odin.

Respectfully Submitted Gloria J Keith ACTION SPEAKS HERITAGE EXCELLENCE EDUCATION JOURNAL © 1980