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How You Use Your Platform Matters

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Monday Greetings to all women of valor and courage who have decided to stand for something! I know that’s a long greeting, but I have been standing up for the rights of women, children and the elderly for a very long time. Along the way, I’ve often reached out to other like-minded souls to ask for help in carrying the torch for human dignity to the people and many have reached out to me. I’m here to tell you that when you’re broken and need mental, physical and spiritual healing, you’re not too proud to beg:)

You see, ego might want us to believe that we’re perfect beings, but the truth is, we’re not and we’re never going to be.

Thanks to my dear sister friend and colleague, Pauline Haynes who answered my call during the time when she was celebrating her birthday ! Now, that’s a special woman of substance and authentic truths. I’ve been fortunate enough over the years to connect and commensurate with many women and men who are held in such high regard by their friends and clients. And didn’t she give y’all some wonderful, inspirational food for thought?

Y’all know through our connection that I’m a lover of Mother Nature, and with that being said, when I’m broken and in need of healing and recovery, I seek the balance and beauty of that wonderful ambiance where in the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. No man, woman or child is an island and we can easily neglect ourselves when we care too much about the well-being of others. I’m of the mindset that one can never offer too much compassion and empathy and that’s how I roll, but there comes a time when we have to seek balance. There is only one perfect being and even he rested on the Sabbath.

I needed to humble myself and honor my purpose these last months and so I turned to my faith and took a step back from all the ugliness, racist rhetoric and human divide that has become social media, in order to reclaim my focus and hold steadfast to my mission that empowers the voice of the powerless. I remain authentic in my deliverance of humanities truths that a lot of us might not be receptive to, but we know this is our reality. Many people, including celebrities, politicians, musicians, talk show hosts and pastors stand by the popular adage that~ “If you don’t stand for something you’ll fall for anything.” It’s time to stand.

I encourage a world’s people that how you use your platform matters. If you have a platform, use it for the common good of all mankind. Don’t stay silent while people lives are in peril. It takes a village to raise a child and we are losing many of our innocent children to the escalating violence in the streets and from those who have taken an oath to serve and protect. It’s going to take the courage and compassion of many villagers to help save an innocent life and hold people accountable for their wrongdoings.

So much social media hate broke me down for a minute, but trust and believe, as a woman of faith born black and proud, who was raised during the discriminatory hate and racial divide of  a Jim Crow Law occurring during the 50s & 60s in the South, I’ve witnessed miracles of change, brought about by loss of life and sacrifice of regular decent, hard working folks. Folks who are just a deserving as any other. For decades, my people have managed to rise up on the wings of belief and faith, carried by the strengths of the ancestors, they put in the work. I will continue to do whatever I can to help bring positive change… again and again.

Thanks for your continued support. I will be posting monthly at Authentic Woman because I’m busy tackling other projects and expanding our reach. My work as a Huffing-ton Post Contributor can be viewed at http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/57b874cee4b07d22cc385587?timestamp=1476406780946

For updates on Unleash Your Pearls Empowering Women’s Voices and to reserve your autographed copy email unleashyourpearls@yahoo.com

Always treat yourself special!




PAST, PRESENT, FUTURE ~ by Pauline Haynes

“Use your influence to help others”

Good morning, women of purpose! I’m happy to reconnect with all of your amazing voices. I appreciate, honor and heart you all! Today, I bring you an empowering, authentic and trans-formative message from one of the most influential life coaches in the universe. Please welcome back to Authentic Woman, my authentic camaraderie in arms, Ms. Pauline Haynes!



Every one of us is unique and totally irreplaceable. We have all had connections with people, places, things, and experiences. No matter how much we try, each individual has his or her own take on the story or stories, even if two people were present at the same occasion/occurrence.


The word authenticity has been so seemingly over-used, but it is a beautiful word that aptly describes who we are. It helps to differentiate you from me and vice versa.

Or, as in “I am the Walrus,” the popular Beatles song


“I am he as you are he as you are me

And we are all together.”


We are together, and we are different. Singular. Unique. One of a kind gem. No two alike. Our claim to authenticity!


As I celebrate a birthday, embarking on another chapter of my life, I am flooded with memories. Some clear, some lacking in details, while others flow like a montage of unconnected experiences in my life.


Certainly I am more than pleased to be at the ripe age of maturity (some would say old). In fact it wasn’t so long ago that I thought of this age (my age) as old. Old is a state of mind, a way of being. My chronological age is keeping tabs on my psychological, mental, physical and emotional age, and the winner is a draw, depending on the day.


That is why I have to dig deeper to find, honor, respect and appreciate the essence of this woman. This authentic being – me!


There is such a rush as I write those words. It makes me humble to be alive. Right here, right now. Yes. I have stories to tell!


I may share some of the memories, but this is not strictly meandering down memory lane. There are some memories I still prefer to keep to myself (and will). If you’ve lived as long as I have, you better have some experiences you want to keep”mum.”


What surfaces as I consider my life, is not the details of my teenage and young adulthood, but the occurrences on a worldwide scale and its impact on us right now.


My personal life does not have worldwide interest or impact. I  have no claim to fame. Sharing some of my personal experiences have  (in tiny ways) touched some, and maybe as you read this, you also may feel or experience some slight impact.


One does not have to be speaking before an audience, or command the ears/attention of millions to have impact. Presence is enough. Integrity and intentionality. The impact is what you choose to do with that presence.


I have developed a certain grace and humility, even though that can also exhibit anger and outrage (depending on the circumstances). The humility allows me to connect to my breath, which allows me to connect to my body, which connects me to my thoughts, my surroundings, my behavior;  and so the ripple continues. The connection of me to the earth, to you and on and on.


When I am in my presence, and I am aware, I can have an impact. I speak differently. I hear differently. I respond differently. I behave differently. I am in reverence of all that is alive, true, perfect and sacred. I respect me more and I respect you more.


I honor life! I am authentic.


There are some “firsts” for me that are memorable in a nostalgic way, while others are purely sentimental. Neither is good or bad. They simply are.


In bringing two children into this world, they are both firsts. My first-born was a boy, and my second born was a girl. The first. The only. They are memorable and nostalgic all rolled into a bundle of everlasting love.


Seeing the birth of my first grand child was overwhelming, exciting, magnificent and awe-inspiring. Giving birth is not the same as seeing a birth.


I remember the first time I was kissed by a boy, It was uneventful, and I’m not sure why I remember it. The memory is vague, but present.


I remember the first time I set foot in England. It was cold, dreary, foggy, and it was a new experience, coupled with the old. I was reunited with my mother. I also remember the first time I arrived in San Francisco. It reminded me of the TV series “The Streets of San Francisco.” I was awed by how large everything was. The Golden Gate bridge was luminous through the fog, and it made me smile.


I could go on for a while, but these are my memories, and I appreciate your indulgence.


We are currently embroiled in political bantering, narcissism, grandstanding, holier-than-thou-ism, deplorable and despicable words and behavior ism. Lies and half-truths, and more lies. This is a part of the present as the two-party system pits Hilary Rodham Clinton (D) and Donald John Trump (R) against each other. They vie for the hearts, votes and respect of the American people – to become the next president of the United States.


The shenanigans are not pretty.


This time in politics, is following on the historical footsteps of the creation of these United States. The true colors of hatred and dissent are more visible and pronounced than the caring and concern that individuals who gave their lives in the Civil Rights movement fought for. This country came about through some unsavory actions.


The turning backwards is giving us the opportunity to examine our souls and our intentions. Perhaps it’s even allowing us to get to know the real history of this country and its people.


Singularly, authentically and collectively – serious examination is called for.


Barak Husain Obama has been the first elected black president of the United States, and his eight-year tenure has not been an easy one. President Obama and first lady Michele Obama have governed with dignity, grace under fire, and have endured the insults, slurs, disrespect and  every imaginable obstacle that has been thrown their way. They have certainly not done everything right.


As two people with their hearts rooted in our African culture, they have not only survived, they are thriving! I share Langston Hughes’ “Lament for Dark Peoples” which gives a little perspective on the foregoing. It is as pertinent now, as when it was penned by Mr Hughes years ago:


I was a red man one time,

But the white men came.

I was a black man, too,

But the white men came.

They drove me out of the forest.

They took me away from the jungles.

I lost my trees.

I lost my silver moons.

Now they’ve caged me

In the circus of civilization.

Now I herd with the many —

Caged in the circus of civilization.


My hope is that the Peoples of every culture, every nation will have a life that is worthy of our history, or sacrifices, our dignity, our caring. Our unique strengths and weaknesses have meaning and make a difference when we think and behave collectively. It is the only thing that will save our humanity.



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I’m In Hiding!

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We have to be brave when we speak our truths…Clara Freeman

Hello courageous women of authenticity! I need to post my whereabouts to all of you-my faithful friends and readers of the world who look forward to stopping by Authentic Woman for inspiration, a safe place to land and to share your truths. My truth is that I’m in hiding. I’m in hiding because I have no words for what is happening in our world today . I’m in hiding from all of the senseless violence that is occurring and the bias and apathy that runs rampant among America’s people and those called peacemakers.

I’m left speechless by the plague that follows America’s history well into the 21st century! I’m ashamed and embarrassed and so sick and tired of lives lost, racial rhetoric and excuses made for why what’s happening is happening. It’s time, no, it’s imperative that people get their minds right and face some ugly truths! Some of us harbor hatred in our hearts. In the 21st century, we are still rooting for the good ole days of Jim Crow’s separation of the races, submissiveness and apathy in the face of injustice, racial profiling, murder of people of color, killing of white police officers in retaliation( unclothed truths) that are overlooked and not talked about or addressed. This is the time to put an end to this racial divide and injustice!

I’m in hiding because I’m sick and tired of people placing blame on one group as opposed to another group. I’m in hiding because I refuse to speak with a forked tongue. Let America’s all America rise up in truth and stop perpetuating the lies. Families have lost their loved ones. Little children have lost a parent, wives their husbands, husbands their wives and this takes precedence over skin color!

We have got to stop this madness. I have a grown son, a family man, who works everyday to support his children. My son drives while black. My son, like your son, life matters. The difference is, my son is more likely to be pulled over by one of those who have sworn to serve and protect. My son is a law abiding family man who respects his elders, doesn’t drink or carry a gun. He’s a proud, intelligent and independent black man and somehow, that seems to be a problem in America. This ugly mindset have to change. We have to do our part to make that happen. Use your gifts in whatever positive capacity to help bring about a positive world change for our children and the generations to come.

Even while being brutally beaten by white police officers, Rodney King believed in the beauty of a people’s respect for one another. Why can’t we put aside this ugly way of living? In the words of Rodney King,“Can’t we all just get along?”

I apologize to my beautiful family of Authentic Woman followers (of every ethnicity) but my truth is… I’m outraged and I’m in hiding from all of social media until I pray myself to healing and recovery.

Keep love in your heart for all God’s people and always treat yourself special. Unleash Your Pearls Empowering Women’s Voices, will be available soon!


Woman- Freedom- Speech


by Sojourner Truth

Women’s Convention in Akron, Ohio~1851

Well, children, where there is so much racket there must be something out of kilter. I think that ‘twixt the negroes of the South and the women at the North, all talking about rights, the white men will be in a fix pretty soon. But what’s all this here talking about?

That man over there says that women need to be helped into carriages, and lifted over ditches, and to have the best place everywhere. Nobody ever helps me into carriages, or over mud-puddles, or gives me any best place! And ain’t I a woman? Look at me! Look at my arm! I have ploughed and planted, and gathered into barns, and no man could head me! And ain’t I a woman? I could work as much and eat as much as a man – when I could get it – and bear the lash as well! And ain’t I a woman? I have borne thirteen children, and seen most all sold off to slavery, and when I cried out with my mother’s grief, none but Jesus heard me! And ain’t I a woman?

Then they talk about this thing in the head; what’s this they call it? [member of audience whispers, “intellect”] That’s it, honey. What’s that got to do with women’s rights or negroes’ rights? If my cup won’t hold but a pint, and yours holds a quart, wouldn’t you be mean not to let me have my little half measure full?

Then that little man in black there, he says women can’t have as much rights as men, ’cause Christ wasn’t a woman! Where did your Christ come from? Where did your Christ come from? From God and a woman! Man had nothing to do with Him.

If the first woman God ever made was strong enough to turn the world upside down all alone, these women together ought to be able to turn it back , and get it right side up again! And now they is asking to do it, the men better let them.

Obliged to you for hearing me, and now old Sojourner ain’t got nothing more to say.

Enjoy your day! Stay in gratitude and pay homage to those who sacrificed for our freedom:


My New Book Cover Reveal!

Good Monday Morning !  I hope you guys have been enjoying your summer. I can’t believe it’s the last week of June:) Well, great things have been happening while I’ve been away from Authentic Woman. First off, we celebrated 8 years of woman connection this month….I’m so happy and humbled by your continued support and cheers along the way. We must be doing something right over here, because we have grown to well over 2000 followers and like the every-ready battery, our voices keep growing and growing.

I also want to offer words of encouragement to those of you who sent emails to me, in search of sound insights to living your purpose journey. Thank you for your confidence in my services! I hope you were led to clarity and possibility. Reawakening to becoming will stir within us; negative fears, anguish and lack of confidence in our ability to choose wisely. I feel that it’s important for women to form a relationship with someone they can trust; be it a mentor, a life coach or authentic friend who has been there and done that and is available to help you get to a place of understanding your “why.” Everyone needs someone in their corner who will help them discover their unique and God given gifts. Trust and believe, we all have GIFTS!

Here’s more exciting news I’m sharing today. It’s the cover to my new book, Unleash Your Pearls Empowering Women Voices!

WzW-Unlease Your Pearls CoverI want women (and the men who support and love them) to have a tangible and easy access guide they can leave at their bedside for night reading or carry in their purse for an instant reminder of  who they are and why they are. This book was written to champion the authentic voice in you and in me. I wrote it to always remind us of the power we wield in speaking our truths and standing in our ‘woman” purpose, without fear of any negative backlash. It’s time women worldwide, take accountability and stand for something that could impact the life of another.

In the following weeks, I will share changes that’s about to happen with Authentic Woman and provide you with more information on the release of Unleash Your Pearls

I hope you all experience a joyful summer and always treat yourself special.

A Life Toward Authenticity~

Happy Monday, women of courage! Today I’ve been contemplating on my service work and my thoughts centered on my beginnings. Most of you who follow my work on the blogs or gained insights from my freelancewriting.com articles and magazine and newspaper columns, know a bit about me. But, you don’t truly know, Clara, the woman or Clara, the advocate and activist, who feels called to champion the voice of the “underdog.” Many of my beloved readers and social media connections do not know how I came to live a life of authenticity. You don’t know the path to my becoming, unless you’ve read my first attempt to share my WHY with you through my 2011 self published e-book, A Life Toward Authenticity-My Authentic Woman Story.

Today, I’m sharing excerpts of my story captured in my Authentic Woman eBook. I have to warn you, some of the earlier writings are raw, but it’s most definitely for real:)

“Hello, my name is Clara and this is my story.” Enjoy!

“We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?’ Actually, who are we not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are meant to shine, as children do…and as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” Marianne Williamson

In 2000 I was caught up in a whirlwind of doubts, confusion, longing and disgust. I wasn’t satisfied with the way my life had turned out. I had married and divorced. Bore two wonderful children who would become my reasons for being present. Yet, there was a recurring and nagging wariness and feelings of unworthiness in my chest.

I didn’t feel like I was living up to my full potential. Why couldn’t I be happy with my children, family, friends and career? Why did I feel as if I was tossed in a sea of choppy currents screaming out for a life-preserver and no one could hear…or care? I wasn’t living. Just co-existing. Why, then, wasn’t I living up to my full potential and becoming the woman I’d always wanted to know?

I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was on a journey to “becoming”.  And I was fighting this change every step of the way. What exactly do I mean by “on a journey to becoming”? Simply stated, I was on a mission to change, and I was afraid of the unknown. I was reluctant to reawaken to my true self, denying the path I was destined to embark upon – the road leading to self-awareness and total authenticity.

To celebrate my journey toward authenticity, I created Authentic Woman, a motivational and personal development website that’s all about “The Woman” in 2008. I felt compelled to offer a platform for our voices, where we share life experiences, inclusive of our hopes, our dreams, our passions and desires.


Authentic Woman is the manifestation of my passion and ultimate purpose, which is to embrace, explore, empower and reawaken our woman “truth.” Reading these women’s stories inspired me to write this personal side of Clara. I’ve lived and learned from life experiences, and now I’m living my passion and purpose. I wasn’t always so clear on how this “becoming” thing worked. So, let me share with you how I became the woman I’d always wanted to know!

“With age comes wisdom.” I’m sure you’ve all heard this quotation before. But how many of us truly believe it? As we age, we enter into this solstice of life where we’re either embracing or denying the obvious. We are more aware of our intuitive selves and sense of knowing. We’re no longer hungry for the acceptance of others. We are “becoming” comfortable in our own skin. We are “becoming” truth seekers. It is our journey to authenticity.

“Walk out on faith. Don’t let fear of the unknown stand in your way.”
Nelson Mandela~

Do You Know Where You Are Going To?

In 1975 the movie Mahogany, starring Ms. Diana Ross, graced big screens all across the country. Ms. Ross played Tracy, a young African-American woman set on following her dreams to break into the modeling and fashion business. As she’s headed out from her hometown to follow her dreams on a seemingly slow-moving train, the theme song of Mahogany, written by Michael Masser and Gerald Goffin and produced by Berry Gordy starts by asking the questions:

“Do you know where you’re going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? Do you know?” The most daunting line of the song with which I could totally relate was “Do you get what you’re hoping for when you look around and there’s no open door. What are you hoping for? Do you know?”

I never intended to become a well-known designer, actress or household name when I set out to follow my dreams at the age of 18. There were two things I definitely knew at that age: First, I didn’t want to attend the local colleges or universities like most of my friends. Secondly, I had no intention of settling down and marrying one of the local clerks at the country deli or living on the outskirts of the small town where you saw miles of dirt roads, overgrown riverbeds and beaten down old men, who spent their entire lives working for the man, in the white house on the hill ,with the immaculate green lawn protected by a herd of shrewd Dalmatians.

My single thought at the time was to come up from that environment where Jim Crow remained law, and start living the life I knew was out there…


To read more of my compelling life journey to authenticity, go to my author’s page at https://www.amazon.com/author/clarafreeman and download a copy to read at your leisure. And stay tuned for my new book, Unleash Your Pearls~Empowering Women Voices, awaiting publisher’s release date.

I end every post by reminding you guys to always treat yourself special. Well, I’m taking my own advice and will be away for a few weeks. Hope to see you right back here in June. If you’d like to reach me, send a message via my contact page.

Have a fun and safe summer everyone!


Don’t Let Others Take Your Kindness For Weakness

picture-452 pond Happy Monday, women of truth! But, wait, did y’all happen to notice how warm today is? Know what that means, right? Yep, time to escape the busyness of life and make those vacay or family reunion plans. This picture is one taken of a prior family gathering where we tackled cabin living. Now, there’s a challenge for even this country girl. I enjoyed the trees, trails, water, fish and the long fishing dock extending over the lake. Experiencing the ambiance of Mother Nature close up and personal is awesome. Just not so much when the little uninvited creatures and neighbors of the woods want to come over to introduce themselves:)

My message today is about having compassion and kindness for others; your fellow-man woman and child. It’s also about being of service without feeling taken advantage of. I want people reading this post to come away armed with the  knowledge that you can be kind and show compassion and empathy for others, but you should never allow anyone to take your kindness for weakness! In the words of Tupac Shakur; “You feel me?”…

(Aside) Sista Afeni Shakur, have got to be spitting out lyrical messages of love and light, accompanied by the hip hop rapper that is Tupac Shakur, her only son~ the two of them grooving together somewhere in the heavens. May they rest in peace.

Don’t Let Others Take Your Compassion And Kindness For Weakness

Okay, so, How you living? Are you being kind to others? Are you a compassionate person? Contrary to popular belief, kindness and compassion for your fellow-man/woman doesn’t mean you’re weak or that you allow others to use your kindness and generosity to their advantage. If you feel that you’re being used because of who you are or what you know and what you’ve been called to do, you must step up and nix that user’s preconceived notion in the bud! Let folks know you are not going to tolerate their callous expectations. Whoever your offenders are and they could be siblings, your children,  mom, dad or even your significant others; you have to stop the madness by letting them know you’re not the one!

Self–preservation is one of the rules of life. And there will come a time where your kindness in the service of others will leave you feeling overwhelmed and depleted, whether financially, physically, socially or emotionally. When you recognize that folks have made your kindness their agenda for their own advancement, it’s your cue to cut the ties that bind.

When I think of compassion, I think of my mother. She had such a kindness about her when it came to making others feel welcome and important. This need to make things better for another person and somehow set things right by doing what she could to put them at ease and not feel different or less than, understandably, endeared me to my mom.. My mother offered compassion and kindness without expectation. This was an empowering and mirrored reflection in the eyes of a child. My mother’s compassion remains one of the biggest influences from my childhood observations. In our compassion for others, we know “There but for the grace of God…

I believe that a child’s compassion for humanity is taught through observation. I saw how my mother treated elderly folks-the respect and offering she held for a homeless man whom she took in, cooked for and feed at her table.

With compassion comes an inner knowing that all people are special in the eyes of God and no one should be treated unfairly, just because they’re different in gender, age, color or religious beliefs. It is not for us to judge. I am driven by my beliefs that involves caring for the rights of others. I thank my parents for raising my sibling and me with a foundation built on faith, equality, morals, values, humility, respect and compassion.

Now, there have been times in my life where others have taken my kindness for weakness and have taken advantage of my soul services. That is why I’m so fortunate to have people in my corner to remind me that saying “no” sometimes will keep me strong, focused and perceptive in my sowing seeds in the service of others. Compassion can be exhausting when you’re being taken advantage of.  And no one wants to feel used. Make sure you use your gift for those who truly deserves and need it.

Always treat yourself special.

If you feel the call to share with us at Authentic Woman, please do. There is healing in the sharing…


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