Tuesday, June 29, 2010

His Majesty: Prince

How do you honor Prince?  This was the question many where asking when it was first announced that he would be honored at the BET Awards.  I even wondered.  I thought....hmmm...Alicia Keys, Lenny Kravitz, and maybe even past band mates. I had one of them right.  BET took me in another direction with an all female tribute but I still was surprised by who was picked.  Its said that Prince himself chose each of the women on stage to honor him. I can believe it BUT where they appropriate?

Very talented females graced the stage, no doubt. The effort was there so why did it still seemed weak?
I feel like yelling, "Do over!!!"  Can we get a do over like they did with the MJ Tribute [which was GREAT]?   I doubt that we will.  Prince truly deserved better. We hear his influence in some of the songs produced by Robin Thicke, Ciara, and others who have done "Prince-like" ballads recently.

I'm thankful for the effort. Prince is a great influence.  He taught me to just be myself even if its quirky or weird. Its about giving your talents to the world.  Maybe we'll get our "do over"....what do you think?

Sunday, June 27, 2010

National HIV Testing Day

June 27th is National HIV Testing Day.

Know your status.  Its time for African Americans to lose the fear. We need to take care of our sexual health.  Get tested. 


Too Busy to help....

The Grind. The Purpose. Gotta get it. Gotta get there. 

Watching folks on the move and on the grind and its motivating.  As I'm on my on grind and finding balance for my life, its becoming very important that I life my head from the paper to look around and see how I can give of myself, my skills to others.  My experiences, my journey is never for just me alone and I don't want to get into a habit of being so focused on CWUW and other goals that I don't lift up and share.

Some are very protective of their purpose and others will even just take from your hard work and make their own. Sometimes our egos get a little large and we believe what we're doing, saying, and believing is more important than others or only will assist when they can see how it will directly benefit themselves.   I want to stay in my lane and give and share because its good for my soul, my spirit.

I will always be as helpful as I can be when someone needs advice, a suggestion, or motivation.

God as a plan for each person.  We have an opportunity to assist in the plan when asked but its always your choice to help or turn away from the opportunity that could bless YOU more than the person needing your assistance.   You have the time.

I'm never too busy.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Body Image, Body Imagery

This past week was an interesting one.  3 men gave me advice about my body and my Image. I'll admit that sometimes I take what men say about my body with a grain of salt.  Why? Well, I'll just say there are men who like my body just as it is.  They mean no harm but I'm clearly 25lbs over weight and the "thickness" isn't doing me any good.

So what did they say....

One told me to simply take care of myself. He said that I try too hard to take care of others, take care of community work but not myself and it shows. [mouth drops] It shows?  That's deep. I really received the advice well.  I understood what he was saying.

The next one was my ex boyfriend.  This is a person I generally never listen to when it comes to how I look.  I'm not his physical type so whatever he says to me, I feel is always based on some other image in has in his head but this time, good things came from my friend [yes, my friend].  He also told me to take care of myself and also to have confidence in my body even if its not where I want it to be at this point.  He said that confidence is like the jedi mind trick. People see your confidence, not your weight.

The last friend continued the same thing about confidence. He is someone that use to weigh over 400lbs and he talked about how FINE he thought he was then.  [giggle]  He said he had just as many dates as he does at his smaller, current weight. 

God spoke through them.  God has been speaking and talking with a lot recently, not about CWUW or the Kid, but me.  There is this emphasis on me focusing on my life, my happiness.  I'm definitely listening.   I'm taking what I'm teaching women about the 7 Dimensions of Wellness and finally applying it my life.   I have to walk the talk.  I have to BE healthy and not just understand it.

Body Image is one of the many symptoms of Sexism.  Some men truly don't understand the game that is played on us about looking a certain way.  Some can escape it and others, like myself, have had to deal with the negative side of it; having an illness to overcome and fight daily.  My recovery is very active and I remind myself and others around me so they can help me through the insane episodes but I'm overcoming. I'm working with my body even when it works against me  with back spasms and pain.  I know that I will overcome.  I imagine a healthy spirit, then healthy mind, then healthy body which moves into manifestation.

With great appreciation, I love the brothers in my life who love me enough to walk with me through this journey and know I will heed to their words. I love the Human side of me. I'm very much on the same journey with the women I'm serving in the community.

Late 2008
February 2010

Never Daddy's Little Girl.....rather my father's daughter

Its father's day.  We see celebrations of relationships between child and father happening on this day. Ties given, dinners being cooked, and cards being sent.....this is the tradition. Its an interesting day.  My daughter doesn't acknowledge the day.  It has no meaning. She has no relationship with her father and its so unfortunate.  For me, its surreal.  I was raised with my father but I can't say I really KNOW him.

I love my dad. I think for the most part, he's a cool dude to sit and talk with.  I remember longing to go to the track meets with him. That was our time. I wasn't an athlete but I did love watching track and field.  I would get excited when dad would invite me to hang with him and his friends.  To this day, my dad is the one I can talk with about politics, any crazy governmental conspiracy, and music.  He can remember kids you went to school with and will know their whereabouts before you. My dad is quiet. He observes. He doesn't show much emotion but his eyes do tell many stories.

It was an odd household to be raised in. My mother was very

active.  Dad was the opposite and it was push and pull for me and my brother.  We always wanted dad to be more like mom.  Her energy was intoxicating but it wasn't fair for us to expect that from him. At the same time, we needed dad to be supportive. We needed hugs and kisses from him.  We needed conversations about womanhood and manhood.  We needed him to lead when mom couldn't. We needed for him to be faithful to her.  He didn't do those things.

I was never "daddy's little girl".  I don't know what that is like and I can tell you it makes a difference.  I have no expectations in relationships to be deemed "special".   Not to say that I don't expect to be loved but that's different than being treated in a special way.  One of those THERAPY NEEDED moments.   I can say that I am my father's daughter.  I'm protective of my dad.  I've defended him in arguments with my mom and brother.  I believe there things about my father's upbringing that didn't allow him to be emotional or even learn to do that.  I know my dad loves me and for me, at 42, that's enough.  I don't need any apologies for my childhood.  I've decided that dad is who he is and I deal with him on that level.  I appreciate him stepping up to help after mom passed away.  He's been helpful with Syd.  He loves his granddaughter and she loves her Papa.

So I hold no anger or bitterness towards my father.  I love him very much. I am a part of him. I have similar characteristics.   He is my dad.

Happy Father's Day.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Who is to Blame?

A few weeks ago, I blogged about people keeping you in a box and then ascribing labels and meanings to who you are.  I spoke of how  much I hated it but then, today, I was looking at pictures of "Vanity".  She also has been someone I've blogged about admiring.  The "character" of "Vanity" is something use to connect to so deeply.  I felt that her sexuality was her power as if she was some superhero able to destroy men with her wiles and sensual ways. I loved that.  For years, I've spoken of my connection to this persona, "Vanity"- even today giving homage.

Something - that something being God said to go to Denise Matthew's facebook page and look around. So I did.  We all know she's now an evangelist, so what was I looking for exactly?  I went to her website for her upcoming book, "Blame it on Vanity".  A very well done website that had me a little captivated.  Denise is not longer in the "Vanity" box we still try to put her in.  That life, that time wasn't what it seemed.  She is Denise, a child of God.  She is a woman that has overcome drug addiction and kidney failure. She has freed herself from the box but then, why do I still need her there? That's the only way I can look at it.  The character of Vanity holds something endearing to me that may not be healthy.  Hmmmmm.....on Denise's website she puts the definition up for "Vanity"

It reads:

any thing or act that is vain, futile, idle, or worthless

So if words have power, imagine calling yourself, "Worthless" daily.   

Do I see myself as worthless? No but I remember having a need for sexual power. I remember seeing it as some very crucial thing to have and to use it in very strategic ways.  It was probably at a time when I connected most to this character named "Vanity".   All of this is reflection and some revelation.  Maybe God wants me to see that I've changed as well.  I'm no longer the character I've created in my head and to remember this wonderful, focused, faithful Rhonda of today.  I'm not in my box.  I'm free.   I need to free Denise in some ways.  So many reject her wanting to be away from that persona because of the memories they've had.   As I want freedom, at its most basic levels, I must respect the freedom of others to evolve and grow as they chose, even a celebrity I may never meet.  She has written a book about her freedom, "Blame it on Vanity".

God is amazing how he will speak to your soul.  Blame it On Love.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Who is the Community? We are...

I love being a servant of the people.  I love being one who helps others. I love love love it. Its so motivating and beautiful to have the opportunity to share in the lives of others and help when you can.  I don't feel I get enough opportunities to work in the community.  I'm an administrator, manager at my day gig and the Executive Director of my nonprofit which means paperwork and BS most days.  Every now and then I get a call in from one of my HIV testers who is unsure how to counseling someone or how to refer a client or even where.  I jump at those opportunities.  I want to do more community clean ups. I want to organize a Saturday school.  I want to have a "charm school" for girls.  I wanna wanna wanna.....do.

It is a beautiful blessing to serve and I wish more people would see it that way. So many complain about this or that in their communities by don't even see its within their power to do something, to make a change, to serve. We have to be doers.  The Christian bible says to be DOERS of the Word.  Where my doers at?   It really doesn't take much.  My mother would just check on her neighbors, sweep up the entire block at my grandmothers, etc. She volunteered.  She served.   Simple things that made a huge difference.  She taught us to LOVE and LOVE and then LOVE some more and to Give, Give, and then Give some more.  Its in my soul.

Finding a partner who believes in the same thing is so important.  The community has to always be more important than material things.  I just want to be financially able to take care of my family  and to be able to give at will.  I don't need designer anything.  I still buy most of my coats from thrift stores.   As much as my car is a blessing from from the Most High, I don't need it.  I need something more practical.  I work out of my car so when people see boxes of brochures, condoms, easels, etc in the backseat of this Cadillac CTS, they look at me weird.  To me, its just a car.  It takes me here and there.   I'm so blessed for it but its almost like  lesson.  Its really NOT me as much as I've always loved the look of the car.  As long as it can get me to my next community event, I'm good.

To be someone who works in the community, you must have hope in the people. You must believe in their willingness to make life better and sometimes that is hard but it is necessary.  Patience is a must.  It can be a long ride but its a good one.  Once again, I'm so thankful that God has put this on my heart.  I truly desire to do more and I admire those who have the opportunities to take service to the next level.  All parts are important so I'm still grateful. 

I AM the Community.  U are too.

Forever in my Life - Prince

There comes a time, in every man's life
When he get's tired of foolin' around
Juggling hearts in a three-ring circus
Someday will drive a body down to the ground
I never imagined that love would rain on me
And make me want to settle down
Baby it's true, I think I do
And I just wanna tell you that I wanna with you (baby, if you do too)
And baby, if you do too
Forever, forever, baby I want you forever
I wanna keep you for the rest of my life (you can make right)
All that is wrong in my world (you are my saviour)
You can make right (you are my light)
You are my saviour, you are my light (forever I want you in my life)
Forever I want you in my life

(la da da da da da da da)
(la da da da da da)

(every man's journey)
There comes a road in every man's journey (don't be afraid)
A road that he's afraid to walk on his own (I'm at that road)
I'm here to tell you that I'm at that road (I'd rather walk it
And I'd rather walk it (you than walk it alone)
With you than walk it alone (you are my future)
You are my hero, you are my future (no past)
When I am with you, I have no past
Oh baby, my one and only desire (make this feelin' last)
Is find some way in this doggone world (sugar it's true)
To make this feelin' last (I know I do)
Oh baby, it's true, I know I do (to with you)
And I just wanna tell you that I
Want to with you, yeah
And baby, if you do too
Forever, forever, I want you baby, baby forever (you can make right)
I wanna keep you for the rest of my life (you are my saviour)
All that is wrong in my world (you are my light)
You can make right (forever I want you in my life)
You are my saviour, you are my light (la da da da da da da da)
Forever I want you in my life (la da da da da da da da)

La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da

One of my favorite songs by anyone.

kisses from Erykah.....dream catcher

One day I will get on for my home.....


Either this means something or I was just mad tired.

It was about a 30 second dream.

I'm sitting in a chair in front of Erykah Badu....YES  E.badu.

She says to me, "You are highly blessed and I'm blessed to know you."   She then kisses me on each cheek and once on the lips

That was the dream.


Internet thuggin': Words as a Weapon

I've been reading a number of blogs in the past few days. Some are so very well written that they make me never want to write another word anywhere.  Even with opinion being the main muse of the blogger, they were thoughtful in their choice of words.

On the flip side, there is something about the internet that prides people with the opportunity to be mean-spirited, hateful, and pushy that leaves you feeling bullied.  Having an opportunity to voice your opinion in the manner we in the US is a privilege that we take advantage of and maybe even slowing being taken away as we speak because of our arrogance.  Yes, we have the RIGHT to blog and experience this new way of expression anyway we feel but I'm just curious why use it to harm, hurt, or cause chaos?  Clevawords is an extension of Rhonda, the author.  What you see here is some aspect of me.  I expect for you to see it that way so what should I take from bloggers who insult their readership or insult certain segments of the community?  Please don't say its not YOU.

Many use the internet and conversations via the internet as a way to be who they can't or couldn't be in person.  There is a certain empowerment given to someone when you know there maybe no direct repercussions in response to the words we choose.  We see it in internet bullying or something they use to call it on Paltalk - internet thuggin'.  I think I'm always amazed why people go this route when trying to communicate and share their point of views.  There is a difference between a declarative statement and a insulting one.  The same way you learn there's a difference in being assertive and aggressive.  Aggression is cowardly, in my opinion, even though I, myself, have been on that side of it before.

The internet thug will also tell you that YOU, the receiver of the aggression, shouldn't allow the words of another harm you.  This is what Americans have become overall.  We no longer, if we've ever, take responsibility for OUR own actions but look to blame the other person[s] for their responses to our actions. Its truly cultural nowadays.  Its a part of the fabric of today's society so it gets played out online as well.

I'm not a "shock blogger" so maybe I just simply don't understand that way of expression if teaching and informing others about whatever the topic. I don't want my words to be harmful or hurtful but viewed as sincere challenges to a way of thinking and life.

No thuggin' from  me.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Daughter Daughter

the sweet smile
on your face
is like the dawn
the breath
and life of a new day
you are love
you are the wings of a eagle
you are the Heart of God
your eternal light is powerful
making any demon
flee his perch
you are my greatest creation
my finest work
I give you to the world
and loved
I now watch you move from
and I know
you will be fine


Thursday, June 10, 2010

Not another diversity training boss man!

 In 1995, I started my work in HIV/AIDS as a volunteer working for Stop AIDS Indiana. From the very start, diverse has been always on the forefront of any training relating to and around doing any sort of HIV work.  So after, many, many years, I'm still having to attend "diversity trainings" to help me become more in tuned with my clients and workplace. 

Makes sense.....

Most diversity or cultural competency trainings....well....suck.  I've only attended one training in my long history of attending these types of trainings that I found effective.  Most are so seeped in stereotypical concepts of cultural and diversity that it could leave any untrained person feeling validated by their opinions of how others think and believe.  I completely understand the purpose of cultural competency training.  These issues need to be discussed in the workplace but there's seems to be a lack of effective trainers on the topic and very few curricula that addresses the issues of cultural competency that develops the capacity of any organization to stronger assess the diversity of their staff, management, etc. 

This won't be the last of the trainings I will attend on the topic but I can't wait for that day when I feel good about spending 16hrs of my time to learn that you need a bilingual staff person if you're serving non-english speaking clients.  WOW..... :/ 

The concept of diversity encompasses acceptance and respect.
It means understanding that each individual is unique,
and recognizing our individual differences.  These can be along
the dimensions of race, ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation, socio-economic status, age, physical abilities, religious beliefs,
political beliefs, or other ideologies.  It is the exploration
of these differences in a safe, positive, and nurturing environment.
It is about understanding each other and moving beyond
simple tolerance to embracing and celebrating the
rich dimensions of diversity contained within each individual.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Politickin': Tale of two campaigns

Politics. More like a necessary evil in this country that claims to be both a democracy and a republic. We know the game must be played.  It seems the natural progression to move into the political area when one has committed a life to community organizing and activism. Personally, I still think I have my training wheels on when it comes to community organizing/activism but I've still been labeled an activist nonetheless so I don't see myself moving into the political arena anytime soon. 

This is not about me but two candidates running for office; Jose` Evans and Kevin Powell.  Very different approaches but similar goals.

Mayoral Candidate - Jose` Evans

I met Jose` Evans at the Food Independence event last year. Food substainabilty, food safety, and the slow food movement are issues we both share.  Later, I received a call that Jose wanted to meet with me.  I was a little surprised but met with Jose about his candidacy for Mayor of Indianapolis.  I was impressed with his confidence.  Indianapolis is a conservative city. Are we ready for an African American/Hispanic mayor?

The Evans for Mayor campaign is in full swing with volunteers canvassing and hitting the streets on Saturday mornings to reach out to the various communities in Indianapolis. If you know anything about Indianapolis, neighborhoods are at the heart of our city and with insight,  Jose` understands that the campaign must go to the people.   Education is a priority for Jose` with Indianapolis Public Schools suffering from major budget cuts and one of the lowest graduation rates in the Midwest. Jose` wants change for Indianapolis.

I've volunteered my time to make calls and to attend "Women for Evans" meetings.   I'm sure there's more involvement that I should make and possibly will in the near future. 

To learn more about Jose` Evans, visit the campaign website:


Congressional Candidate: Kevin Powell

Kevin Powell is a nationally known poet, writer, activist and even known from his time on the mother of reality shows,  "Real World" but that was then and this is now.  Kevin is one who believes in community activism and loves to serve the community.  Oddly, I've always admired Kevin and from a distance, followed his work and writings.  In 2008, Kevin stepped into the political game by running for the 10th Congressional district in Brooklyn.  Once again, he is running for office and we believe, he will win this year.

In a difference approach, Kevin has allowed the community at large to take part in his campaign.  One can volunteer for his campaign, no matter your location.  The Kevin Powell for Congress has strategically used social networking and marketing to invite progressives from across the country to be a part of his run for Congress.  Refreshing.  The campaign staff is impressive, organized, and friendly.  His political platform is relevant and Kevin is clearly a voice for the Hip Hop generation whose time as come to take its place as leaders in communities across the country.

This summer I will volunteer in Brooklyn for the campaign. I look for to this opportunity.

To learn more about Kevin Powell, visit the campaign website:


The Prince and the Analog Girl

how do i love thee? let me count the ways
anyone who knows me
anyone who pays attention
they know.

i am a music lover
i love prince
i love erykah badu

these two are my life force
and how ironic, again they are here
at the same time
on the public stage
for me

what is rhon talking about?
in 2004
these two artist saved my sanity
it was the year my mom transcended
and the first year i was unemployed

i had tickets to see erykah months in advance
never thinking my mother dearest would go away

how fitting
erykah was pregnant with puma
her spirit was calm
she rubbed her belly throughout the show
I weeped
the show was the day before mom's funeral
i was thankful for this divine order

it was also the 20th anniversary of purple rain
prince had released musicology
and was a media whore 
and i was loving him on the stroll

grammys, musicology tv specials, 
and the live concert of the first show
of the tour
i experienced them all
and then i had the opportunity to see 
him at madison square garden
god loves me

a couple of months later my cousin 
comes home from nyc
she missed the new york show
she got us floor seats for the indy show
god loves me

it was divine therapy

music heals
they touch me
my musical yin and yang

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Something Wicked This Way Comes......

Had a conversation with God this morning. I generally just call on GOD, not Jesus, Yeshua, Oshun, The Light, Ra, Jehovah, etc. etc.  Just God and He [yes he] generally answers accordingly.

back to the story.....

I asked him, "What have I done to deserve this? I've been pretty faithful. I know some really horribly rotten people and they are doing well. What's up, really?"   Of course, there was silence. As soon as I asked the question, something came on television to remind me to hold on.  Ok. I will.

But I can't help but to think the other shoe will drop soon.  I feel a looming vibe. [looks over the shoulder] What is going on?

My co-worker enters into my office and tells me his "Lifetime" movie drama.  I sat and was like, WOW.  What is going on in the Universe? What is the imbalance?  His story mirrored mine. He asked the same questions. 

He also finds himself looking over his shoulder.  What will happen next?

Ok. Ye of little faith.  Right?  Wrong.  I would say this is being in tune.  I'm prepping.  I'm a realist even within my faith, I take what I see and then move it into the spiritual.  What is this chess board saying to me?  I do know my mind is playing tricks. Body image. An issue. CWUW. An issue.  My car. An issue. Money. An Issue.

My move?  My checkmate?

Romans 8:28

Its all for my good. Its all for my edification.  Its character building.  I just simply have to walk through this minor "thing". 

Boots get to walking.....

My body is talking....to me

I moved to the right and I was hit with a major back spasm yesterday.  Its a polarizing feeling. Mentally, I'm stopped as well.  It spreads from the spasm throughout my body.  I sighed and slowly started to think about how to keep moving.  I've been here so many times. My back spasms are a big part of my slow journey back to having a health body.  This year they have been less so I've been able to move better, workout more, and get on the road to having a healthy back and body.

Mind + Body

I'm sure whatever is happening with my body is connected to my mind and the stressors that have popped up in the past few days.  CWUW and trials and errors keep me thinking and problem solving more than I'd like for it to at this point.  Work is fine but it is stressful. Motherhood has been the most stressful this year.  My daughter was going through some things physically and emotionally that had me concerned.  Of course, money.  Being a single mother and trying to still recover from those "Valley" years is still hard. And still finding balance in my recovery from bulimia is a daily fight. I'm purposeful in having healthy thoughts about food, body, and health.   As much as I'm think I'm riding the wave, maybe its all a heavy load and my mind is telling my body to make me STOP! 


I'm feeling basically - good. My attitude is fine.  I'm not giving up on anything but I have to recognize that I'm stressing out and my body is signally me to take a moment and address it.  *sigh*
Its ok. Its life and I want my latter years to be lived better than my former years. I really am seeking happiness and joy.  I continue to love the opportunity to serve the community.  This is why I'm here but I know I have to take care of myself.  With that said, my workouts may have to slowdown.  I'll need to do more to rest and seek out FUN that's not work related in anyway.

I hear you body....I hear you.


Somewhere Here On Earth lyrics

I know U're out there
I can feel Ur eyes on me
Seen that face a 1000 times
If only in my dreams

I know U really want me
I can feel Ur hands on me
I really wanna touch U 2
In a way I'm much 2 shy 2 speak

And even though
I'm all alone
4 what it's worth
U're somewhere here on Earth

And I like it

I know U're out there
I can feel U getting closer 2 me
I'm just wondering what U're waiting 4
U know I am free

In this digital age, U could just page me
I know it's a rage, but it just don't engage me
I like the face to face
Do you want 2 do this at Urs, or my place?

It's been so long
Since I been with somebody
Like a million years
Now U're here on Earth

U're here, U're here

[Renato piano]

Somewhere here on Earth
And I like it, I like it


I know U hear me
Like a whisper in Ur ear
U don't have to fear me
U'r everything I hold so dear

I know U already love me
U're probably just 2 cool 2 say
Somebody somewhere put U down
But that's ok, that's ok

Cuz whenever U feel
It's time 2 heal
No, no more
As long as I'm here on Earth

Friday, June 4, 2010

Blog This

Clevawords is no more than extension of my ramblings and my very public screams for HELP!!

[SAVE A Womanist]

I continue to believe that transparency and some sort of public purging is good for my soul and also for the person that comes into my den or maybe more like a labyrinth, at times.

Ironically, in my days of searching for a career, something that would define me, I attended school to become a broadcast journalist.  From high school through my college career, I tinkered with both print and broadcast journalism always favoring radio. Never did I reach the goal to the dismay of my parents and that second mortgage on our family home to pay for an education which was ever directly used [not directly].

I've been asked to take this blog to the next level, to address harder issues and to work harder at expanding my readership.  That sounds like more work.  This is about the freedom to express....well..whatever.....

To be a true blogger, means taking on the responsibility of respecting the art of writing and even storytelling.  I would want to do it justice so lets stay in this place of convenience.  So maybe, one day, I'll be moved to take my blog more seriously.  For now.......it is what it is.  Just my cleva words.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

In analyzing self, first know what is thy ideal. This is necessary if there would be unfoldment or development, spiritually, mentally, materially. For there is the body, the mind and the soul, and that which comes into mind is first of spirit, and that which the mind dwells upon it acts upon or refrains from, but the action brings material manifestations in material conditions. 5244-1 - Edgar Cayce


 a moment for readjustments

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Can apologies come too late?

I received a text in the middle of the night. It was a simple apology from someone in the community I've worked with.  There was some strife between us but I was cool just to move on.

It was a very sincere apology and I accepted it.

I really believe an apology can never come to late. We must forgive in love but not in foolishness. Never return to folly but simply move ahead, together or remain separate, just forgive. 

Thanks for the text.