JoVonna Williams- Conversations With Kai Mann

JoVonna Williams, a mother of three children whose life took a drastic turn at the early age of 29 years old when she was diagnosed with a Rare Auto Immune Condition “Eosinophilic Myenteric Ganglionitis” after undergoing surgery at Cleveland Clinic. She is the Fourth Person in the world to be diagnosed with this condition. Due to the severity of her chronic disease her work career was cut short and she is now on full disability.

JoVonna learned a long time ago that everything that looks bad isn’t always the case. She is currently working on her first book where she will tell her story and share a Testimony that many people won’t understand.

Inspite of JoVonna’s condition she tries to focus her passion on encouraging and helping others. She believes that it is important to give others a since of hope especially when they feel that no one cares about them. Sometimes a kind word and a listening ear can go a long way so she shares and give light along the way to those who need it. She says that God has given her a Gift of Compassion and she uses it to change lives one smile at a time.

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Suicide or Legacy

The words “Legacy is Intentional” ran through the forefront of my mind like rushing water this morning. I thought about the legacy I almost didn’t leave, and the accomplishments made from a person who contemplated suicide almost daily from the age of 12 to about 28. I gave in to thoughts about the consequences my actions could’ve held if I had been successful. I ponder the businesses I’ve started since and the Interviews I’ve done with some of Michigan’s up and coming as well as seasoned thought leaders, speakers, authors, journalist, and artists. What if I hadn’t been here to share some of the stories that I have been privy to hear, the account of lives transformed from incarceration, death, spiritual defamation, travesty, sickness, mental health, and other such causes.

My intention twenty years ago to leave a different legacy not for myself but for those who would come behind me ultimately made me look at life in a different way. I had to transform my own thoughts to believe that I can be me, live in the world, and succeed. I understood that I am purposed in life to be who I am so that abundance or blessings that would occur could not be said to have been something that I had done; but the work of a higher power. In my platform I talk about things that others would call faults being gifts that were given to us and how we utilize those gifts or not, is the determining factor of our destiny. I pray that I have been a blessing in the lives of others and that I been of value to all the lives that I have touched. If not, I believe that I still have time left.


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Author Feature ~ Victor ‘Billione’ Walker

Tell us your favorite book, but don’t tell us the name of the book until

the end of the blog post.




When I read those words, something in me shook uncontrollably until I fell

dramatically onto the floor of my apartment in Ypsilanti, Michigan. I

remember that day. No one was there but me, but it felt as if my ancestors

were with me, and had delivered a love note to me, passed down through the

ages that said I was not unusual.


I am straight forward, demanding, and direct. However, I am also shy,

observant and compassionate. I am a great number of complex things, but

most of all, I recognize that I, just like everyone I know, have been

enacting a story that if not changed will destroy the earth.


No one told me this; I felt it from the moment I was born. Much like the

narrator of this book, I sought a teacher who could help me make sense of

that hum of culture’s mythology in my ear. I have been held captive by this

mythology and have always been looking for a way out.


From this book, I learned that I no longer have to be at war with the

earth, my community, or myself. This book was given to me as a gift from a

close friend. In fact, many of the most powerful books I’ve read were given

to me as gifts, suggesting to me they have come down from the ages and

chose me¾ but I digress.


What would you say if I told you a telepathic gorilla changed the way I saw

the world and everything with it? You would call me crazy, I’m sure.

However, I indeed learned that all things in the world are necessary and

dependent on each other and if humans continue to destroy everything we

touch, there will be no hope for any of us.


The only way I can describe my favorite book is to tell you that the

journey is an individual experience that will either anger you or liberate

you. There is no way to read it and rest in the gray area: Either you will

love it or you will hate it, but you will feel passionate either way.


I’ve read it at least 10 times and find it to be moving every time. It has

reshaped my thinking and helped me evolve hoe I approach issues in my life.

If you ever want to truly get into my head and see how I think and what

motivates me, read this book and embark on a path that changes everyone

that steps foot on it.


The author is Daniel Quinn and my favorite book is entitled Ishmael.


Author: Victor ‘Billione’ Walker

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Book: No Tea No Shade

No Tea No Shade


Abandoned Property~Excerpt from Jay Winters

Abandoned Property coming 2013I was seventeen when I came out to my grandma one sunday,  right before Church.

“Grandma, I don’t want to go to church today.”

“Baby, what did I tell you before?” Not waiting for an answer because she said it almost every Sunday for the past six months. “Everyone who lives in grandma’s house goes to church.”

“Grandma, I’ve got to tell you something.”

“What baby?”

“You know how I like to wear boy’s clothes?”

“Yeah baby, grandma knows you’re a tomboy. Some little girls start off that way but you’ll grow up to be a beautiful woman and let go of that tomboyish phase. I know it baby, cause grandma’s been praying about it.”

“Ahhh…No Grandma, I won’t.”

“What do you mean child?”

“Grandma I’m a lesbian. I like girls.”

“Not in my house you don’t. What you’re about to do young lady, is go upstairs put your dress and shoes on so we can go to church.”

I did what my grandma said but I knew that this would be my last day in church.

Half an hour later we were walking up to the church after saying nothing to each other the three block trip. The pastor for some reason began preaching on homosexuality and how it was a sin. I mumbled under my breathe while shaking my head, “here we go.”  My grandma pinched the skin under my arm.  If she wasn’t my grandma and I didn’t respect her like I did I would pinch her old ass back. After church she drags me by the hand to the preacher while he was saying Goodbye to Sister Johnson.

“Pastor Watkins can I have a moment of your time please sir?” Sister Johnson slowly walks around like she is looking for something. Her nosey butt is always in somebody’s business.

“Yes Sister Winters, you sure can.”

I began rolling my eyes because I knew where this was going. “Pastor, this morning my grandbaby told me that she’s a lesbian.” The Pastors eyes went wide and so did Sister Johnson’s. My grandma acted like she didn’t care who else was standing around. I did. These people don’t need to know my business. I only told her cause I thought she should know. The pastor says “I knew this was coming. I saw your grandbaby’s demeanor these past few months. How she’s been dressing when she comes to bible study and to choir rehearsals. Hold on Sister Winters, we’re going to pray for Jayla. Let me call my wife and some of the other sisters over so we can all be in agreement.”

“I’ll pray with you.” Sister Johnson says stepping from behind the pew that she was acting like she was looking for something on.

“I’m seventeen years old now and I think I should have a say if I want someone to pray over me or not.”My grandma pinched me again. “Grandma, please stop doing that” I wanted to yell but I didn’t cause she would’ve probably knocked me into the middle of next week. Meanwhile Pastor Watkins called over his wife and some of the other sisters.  “Look, I don’t mind you all having your own opinion about me but what I don’t want is yall standing over me trying to pray for something that I don’t think is a sin.”

“Baby, the Bible speaks on it and it is a sin.” One of the sisters dressed in pink and white looking like she was wearing her daughter’s dress said while Sister Mosley who I knew was the pastor’s side piece began speaking in tongues.

“Look Sister Mosley, I believe you’re worried about the wrong thing.” I gave her this knowing look.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about little girl. Who you are is an abomination to the Lord. You don’t even deserve to breathe the same air we breathe.” I couldn’t believe what this woman just said to me. My grandma said nothing. She just let this woman talk to me like I was shit on somebody’s shoe. The pastor grabbed my hands and told everyone to get into a circle around me. I was disgusted by what these people were doing. These people who weren’t perfect were trying to pray who I was away while having their own issues. I yanked my hands away from the pastor and said “Okay, so Jesus was on the planet for thirty-three years right? And of those thirty-three years he preached for three right? You all do agree so far right?” they all shook their heads in unison. “Well, I believe that he knew all that was going to happen to him and that he had a small window in which to work with. If homosexuality was so bad why didn’t he heal people from homosexuality? Why didn’t he talk about it? I mean everything he said in the New Testament was in red right? I think yall Christians want to believe you know the Lord more than anyone else so you take the views that you believe and place them like shackles on the feet of those who don’t know any better. Don’t you think that if Jesus thought it was so important that he would’ve said a parable or something about it? I mean we black people love us some Jesus, me included, but if it was that important don’t you think he would’ve said something?”  They all looked at me like I was crazy just like the Pharisees did Jesus when he had healed the man with blindness on the wrong day.~Jay Winters, Abandoned Property  ©