Soul cries as I soar. Once one has stepped out of the comfort zone, box, square, peg, whatever….it is like stepping off a drop off. Its scary when one is entering unchartered territory in the movement of living ones dreams. Dream in the sense of actual goals for which effort, heart, passion, and sweat and tears have been invested. During the time I was attending the Evergreen State College Tacoma campus the symbol that was in my school folder was a black and white news paper clipping of a Bald Eagle. The cry is no longer fear, sorrow, or uncertainty. This cry is victory cry.
Wings of Eagles
Published by Sabreehna S. Essien, MPH
A Native to the Pacific Northwest, Sabreehna is American with Kenyan descent. Sabreehna holds a Master of Public Health and is a small business owner. She currently studies Marriage Family Therapy at Northcentral University and graduates in 2024. Sabreehna is a wife and mother of two boys. Sabreehna enjoys a good book, travel, fashion, nature hikes, and time with her husband and children. Sabreehna dreams of building schools, health clinics, community centers, and affordable housing in rural parts of Africa. View all posts by Sabreehna S. Essien, MPH
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