The first annual VBC2K17:Dumas, AR was simply A-MAZING! Here’s a quick re-cap of the morning.
Hostess: Karen Spinks – Fuller
Star Studded Speakers: Rhonda Aaron, Uyolanda Wilson, Kameron Wright
Entertainment: Crystal Jones & Khanesha K
Music: Jermie, DJ MUG, Hill
Photography: L & C Photography’s Louis Jackson & Cinietra Watson
Summary: Participants were FULLY engaged and actively participated during the entire 2 hr session. Although some weren’t able to complete their vision boards during this work session, they have committed to finishing up at home.
Take Aways: Leveling up requires us to work on all aspects of our lives.
Spirit: Find your spiritual center & use it to FAITH your way through each day.
Mind: Purify and protect your mental space especially with lifeless situations and/or individuals.
Body: Drink your water & move your body.
Finances: Invest in YOU and attract those things you need and deserve in this life.
Reminder: As Crystal Jones put it, we can PEACEFULLY “piece all of our pieces together”. We’re just one decision away.
Hands down, I’ve never been more out of my comfort zone. Nonetheless, I assert that VBC2K17 is a success, and I can’t wait to do it again. It’s up from here!
Karen Spinks Fuller
Ok. So where do I start?
Found a location last week. Or so I thought… Reached out to the owner. He passed the baton off to his associate. The two of us met and conversed a bit. “The property hasn’t been occupied in almost two years.” We were both excited and equally hopeful. Over the course of a week, we conversed a bit more and scheduled a date to finalize. Two days prior to the meeting day, I reached out to confirm. No answer. No return call. No response to text… Remember that I feel everything, so of course my gut told me that something was running off route. I called again the day of and, to no surprise, the response, or lack thereof, was the same. I drove to the meeting place anyway. “Maybe their phones are tripping this week.” I told myself. When no one showed, I reached out to the owner again. He answered and said that he needed to call me back. He did so very promptly.
“Ma’am. We have actually sold that property. It sold yesterday. It’s not that we were any less interested in selling it to you. It’s just that they needed a place in a hurry and were able to pay on the spot.”
Talk about devastated! But I didn’t cry until I got into the shower later that night. Silently, I sobbed tears of disappointment, confusion, and frustration. “Like why I can’t find a place to grow?” “Where my silver spoon at?” “Maybe I need to just say forget it…” Sheesh.
Nothing dramatic has happened since that conversation. No flashing lights from heaven. No sirens going off in my head. Just blah. I called a few friends and ranted. As encouragement, the two 93ers offered a few expletives with a side of we still love you though. The coach gave one hellofa “get back in the game” spill. And the BFF listened to me cry in his ear for almost three full minutes before gently reminding me that I am strong and that everything would be alright.
I wish I knew exactly what to do next but I don’t. This morning I made it to The House. There was sobering peace and direction there. I needed a big dose of both today, so I’m thankful for this small glimpse of progress. I am still very committed to finding Fertile Soil, a place to grow.
Karen Spinks – Fuller
At least once each week, I get to listen to one close family member or friend voice his or her discontent with the many changes that have taken place in our beloved Dumas over the past decade or so. I’m pretty good at reading between the lines, so I usually don’t get too bent out of shape by any of that. I kind of get that most are really very thankful for their upbringing here and wish they could bottle up some of that goodness to take back to their respective big cities. I also get that the grumble in their voices happens almost as a reflex. The most frequent complaints are related to the lack of jobs and the feeling that schools are not able to relate anymore. I could go on and on, but the truth is pretty straight forward. Tons of small communities are experiencing the same struggles as Dumas. It’s not uncommon to see the steady decline in population, fewer jobs, and schools that are struggling in some way each year. But that’s not all there is to the story.
Did you know that there is actually a surge in Americans, young and old, who are seeking small towns to either relocate to raise families or to retire? It’s true. Fact check, please. Many communities of comparable size are managing to create and sustain better than average paying jobs, productive schools, and at least one safe outlet for the occasional night entertainment. Somehow, Dumas, and that includes me, simply has not kept up with the changing world around us. The intent of that statement is not to speculate blame but instead to stimulate conversation and subsequent forward change. Both are long overdue. To that call to action, I add a challenge. Be a part of the change you want to see.
Join us for open and honest exchange.
“Dumas: Where are you going?”
Dumas Community Center
10:00 a.m., Saturday, November 18