More than a Super Hero

More than a Super Hero - A Woman

Just a quick little blog. I'm in my most favorite place on Earth, NYC. I'm enjoying my friends and the City.

I've enjoyed meeting new friends, helping others with their dreams, and RESTING.

A revelation from the trip: I need to let the Rhonda light shine more. I'm more than CWUW, Social Networker, HIV/AIDS activist, and even Mother. I'm cool. No really....I'm really a cool chick but I hide it. I hide it behind my work ethic. I hide behind my focus. Why? I'm waiting for Part Deux of this revelation to occur but I had a dream that made me think to.....slow down and enjoy all parts of ME and allow God to do HIS thing.

The Dream:

In my car and the brakes go out. I can't even switch it to drive. I can't turn the steering wheel....I had NO control.

Freaky but I understood the dream. Let go Rhon. Be Free. Enjoy who you are. I'm fly. :)

You should know me.

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