Ladies get out your notebook, pencil or pen out. Have a seat with me so we can chat as I continue to eat my Kellogg's Frosted Flakes cereal with bananas, raisin, nuts, oh my, all mix together in the bowl, oh my. I know I am acting like a kid now but it's something in the cereal that made me do it.

We as WOMEN we loved to COOK, it's either in our Mind, our Dreams, or in the Physical but we all play a role in it.

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In our Mind, we imagine every detail that put in place.

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In our Dreams, we (Touch, Smell, Taste, See, Hear) and we are ready to eat.

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Physical, we can make it happen. We got people doing our job for us.

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Mix It, Shape It, Bake It, we all come together as one until you began to unfold who we are as Young Ladies of Today.

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Than the question is?? Do the Real Woman rise up in Me when I have been beating, overcooked, whipped, slash, poked or do I just seat and chilled and allowed my food to be stale?

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Who am I?

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Where do My Identify began?

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It's A Spiritual Thing...