Monday, July 23, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Personally, I am even more prepared for the next Red Table Talk in my life. I actually attempt to have them as often as possibly because I identify with the value of effective communication - the only difference is I don't have cameras documenting this for future generations to glean from. At the end of the day Proverbs 31:10-31, puts it all in perspective for me because I too am continuously peeling apart the layers to gain wisdom, but most of all, express love:
She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
I knew 2012 was fast approaching and Team Get In Shape was at my front door. So with a "free bra fit makeovers" sign glaring through the glass window of an empty store, I knew I had to stop for a minute. I was greeted by Lourdes as I looked around at all the pretty wall displays. When I inquired "up to what size do you carry?," I was promptly met with a rousing "N," and I knew this little pit stop was going to take some time.
A quick survey and my expression of dissatisfaction with my current nursing bras turned into me being escorted to a brightly-lit, spacious dressing room. Lourdes spoke to me about the stats and percentages of most women wearing ill-fitting bras as she quickly instructed be to remove my garments. "This is new," I thought to myself. I'll be right back, I want you to try something on," Lourdes stated as she retreated out the door."
I looked at my ill-fitting nursing bra, even though Cooper was home with his sitter on this particular Friday, and thought to myself, "this must change in 2012.". Once Lourdes re-entered my dressing room, she was armed with a beige bra with extremely huge cups. As I lifted my very full, nursing breasts, I slid my arms into this newness. As I lifted, Lourdes adjusted and closed me up from the back.
Since giving birth I've been much less prudish about my body. I'm no longer ashamed of and trying to cover or make excuses for my physical imperfections. I have given life to another human being. And I'm okay that it's taken me a while to get back on the horse. I breathed a sigh of comfort and relief as Lordes stated, "yes this is much better."
"Dare I ask what size this is?," and Lourdes matter-of-factly replied "J'" as i gasped. The Panache bra actually was "HH" and it was explained to me that different manufactures reflect the cup size differently. What was irrefutable was that I'm "a natural 36," as Lourdes began to show me the benefits of my new garment through praise.
I wore her compliments like fine adornments of great value. I had not felt the sexiest in the past few months as Cooper's Milk Manufacturer. "you see how it lifts you up," Lourdes explained, "you can really see your shape.". I didn't think I still had a shape, but I'll take it.". Yes I was empowered to embrace that shape that i once had.
Lourdes and I chatted about the most efficient way to maintain your bra shape, because let's face it, I was catching a sale, but on average a bra for a woman with ample bosom will cost upwards of $65 plus dollars- each. And if you are trying to really be sexy, you have to buy a matching panty so you can express your sex appeal. The frilly, avant grade colors and patterns are much harder to find at my size so I better try and match that beige bra with acute bottom.
While I didn't find a nursing bra in my size, I did request a sports bra. Who knew Freya fit the bill...and in a double H. Goodbye Nike XL sports bra...you are good to walk around the house in, but when I start running again, Me, Freya and the twins are going to be fully supported whether I am still nursing or not.
As I headed to check out at the register, I didn't really want to hear the total for 3 bra/panty sets, 2 sports bras (underwire and without) and undergarment cleaner. Suffice to say, I left with the intent of entering the contest to win a $500 Intimacy shopping spree because Mama's M.I.L.F. status is in jeopardy. And now with my purchase, Mama's M.I.L.F. status may actually be a possibility from the inside out. Here's to ME and all that is to come.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
I knew a time would come when the love your father and I share would create a life.
A time where we would unselfishly seek to deposit the best of us into another being.
The irony of that time being now is - I have no idea who YOU will eventually become.
I want for you to know and develop your own relationship with our Father, his son Jesus and the Holy Spirit.
I want you to be smart, respectful and witty.
I desire for you to be introspective and transparent, but most of all accountable.
I want your character to reflect truth, integrity and authenticity.
Perhaps be a follower and observer, but only to grow into an independent thinker.
I pray that your legacy will be one of greatness.
A legacy that honors not only your father and I, but one that you will be unabashedly unafraid to create and live to the fullest for yourself.
I know you will have a full life filled with mountains high and valleys low.
And through it all, I will encourage you to walk by faith and not by sight.
I want a lot FOR you and FROM you
But I want these things BECAUSE of you.
Because the journey will be uniquely your own to make choices.
We'll be there to guide you, but we will let you fall.
It's so important that you learn early to live life on levels and arrive in stages.
Nothing is ever going to be handed to you, and the sooner we can teach you to appreciate all that life is and all that it isn't,
The sooner you will begin to lovingly embrace it for yourself.
That's the reason why your name is so special.
And it was chosen especially for you.
So that you never forget where you come from, or where you are going.
A barrel maker
(Kimberly King - 3/16/11)
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Guns blazing, your masculinity feminizes me.
The depth of your voice
Reflects the enormity of your character.
You stand tall
As if all of the sun, moon and stars created this effect.
You found me
Somewhere between his broken promises
And your eyes
It was there that we witnessed vulnerability.
Implicitly stated you are
Not necessarily in that order.
I am Daughter
You spit protection like comfort food
And I am well fed.
By your actions I am nourished,
With the mere thought of your ambition
Comes to fruition
Giving life force to the spirit that resides within you.
I see the depth of your heart
Scarred and marred by pain.
Life and death have
Yet not completely.
Inhibitions to freely fly
Leave me speechless because my wings
Have not yet recovered
From the smothering
Of their covering in the spring.
I see you soaring
High above rooftops
Yet I feel numb.
As a dove
I've been in awe of your flaws.
Because your quiet acceptance leads me to accept you as you are
Which is far from perfect.
Just like me.
You confidently speak your peace
Keep it a lil street
As you consistently reach
For all that is within your grasp.
How can you have such an ability to make it last?
Prolonge the inevitable
That savoy edible
Connectedness that allows you to release.
You opened your arms like gateways to your heart
That was the start.
When I saw a glimmer of what you had to share.
Long and hard
Cause my P-O-V had me witness this same facade
Like a bodyguard
On someone elses frame.
Was real good
Cause I was the only one who misunderstood.
That love language
Left me damaged.
But that was then
And this is now.
And damnit there's no way
And there's no how
When it comes to acknowledging your worth
That I'll let too much time pass
Before I decide
-July 29, 2008
I wrote this and only shared it with a fella I just started to date and contemplated taking it to the next level with.
He eventually became my boyfriend, then my fiance, next my husband and is now the father of my first child. It's been a blessed 3 years...and counting :)
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Monday, May 31, 2010
Becoming Mrs. King has absolutely positioned me to open my heart, mind and spirit to embrace change. There's still the remnants of the old girl still inside, but like I told the good doctor, I think there are parts of my personality that I need to accept. While I still look to grow, there are these pieces of me that are inherently fabulous. While not everyone "gets it," I'm learning that not everyone needs to get it or get me. The reason, season, lifetime about people and relationships is pretty real still. I definitely feel like marriage and the balance that RK provides in my life will inspire me to be a better me. A stronger me. A wiser me. Perhaps a less guarded me. I dig being transparent as a writer and orator, but in my personal relationships I still need to be discerning. Been burned by folk who used me just because of my relationships or access to things. Friendships have ended over disagreements I can no longer recall what the issue was. Part of transition is just that, being able to embrace and accept it. I am all about letting go and moving on. Takes me a minute, but once I put the two fingers up - deuces player!
So here I am - embracing and accepting the change of newness. With Souls of My Young Sisters being released tomorrow, I feel brand new as a writer. Open to the possibilities that this experience is bringing into my life. The new relationships I am forming. The opportunites this will present. The ideas that are being generated. I look at these collection of stories as a an opportunity to share with other women who, like me, are honest enough with themselves to share the deepest parts of their very private thoughts and experiences. It's so refreshing to just be - me.
My hustle has always been pretty aggressive. Quietly encouraging others to be their best self. I see the fruits of my prayers bearing fruit in many places. Isn't that what life is all about, each one teach one?! I'm excited about spending time with my family, even growing my family. The next phase and next step of newness both personally and professionally. Who's with me? BG Unlimited...
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Friday, April 30, 2010
For Immediate Release
New York, NY—For Kimberly Cooper King, her journey to embracing faith as the most important guide in her life has been a challenging one. She wasn’t raised in an overly religious way, but even from a young age, she could feel the power of spirituality in her life. Her mother called it “the vibes.” By her early twenties, though, Kimberly’s faith would be tested to its core.
Kimberly lost both of her parents to cancer by the time she was twenty-two years old. This devastating loss came coupled with the shocking revelation that her father had another child — an older sister she never knew she had. Despite the eventual comfort she found in her new sibling, Kimberly struggled with the loss of her parents. But as her professional life took off, she found herself more open to turning to God to help her through this difficult time.
Kimberly tells her story in Souls of My Young Sisters: (Souls of My Sisters, an imprint of Kensington Publishing; June, 2010; $15.00; trade paperback), written and edited by Dawn Marie Daniels and Candace Sandy with a foreword by Madeline Smalls and Mary J. Blige. She joins sixty contributors who all tell their true stories, sharing their private pain in the hopes that it will inspire other women during difficult times.
“God is in control, and He’s our source. When we focus our faith in Him, no matter what the circumstances or the situation, He will make apparent the steps to direct out path. You just have to believe,” Kimberly says. “It took a while, but I finally started to really believe God again. I knew He wouldn’t bring me this far to leave me. I really began to identify what it meant to diligently seek Him. There was a real desire and fire for Him. To be comforted by Him and to know Him was challenging and amazing at the same time. That was a very real experience that I believe we all deserve to enjoy, but you have to go there and dig deep.”
The women in these pages are survivors and have not even reached the age of thirty. If you are trying to figure out what’s next, headed to college, in the midst of a quarter-life crisis, or getting your career or family started, look to your sisters and their honest – sometimes heartbreaking – but, always encouraging real-life stories.
“These young women are powerful, and knowing the stories of other young women from around the world keeps you from feeling alone,” say Daniels and Sandy. “Our purpose is to give women the opportunity to be able to recognize themselves by reading about other women’s lives and gain the strength to move on and succeed as those have before them.”
Kimberly is a seasoned mass media professional with a proven track record as a writer, editor, copywriter, marketer, and producer across various communications platforms. In addition to being an Ambassador for Souls of My Young Sisters she owns BG Unlimited, Inc. Her work has been featured in Essence, Playbill, The Source, The Amsterdam News, NY, Scratch, and Honey magazines, among others. As a producer and brand strategist, she consults on integrated marketing executions with BET.
The authors, Dawn Marie Daniels and Candace Sandy, who have been friends since high school, enlisted the help of women between the ages of 18 to30 from United States, the Caribbean, and Africa. Sections of the book revolve around self-image, “I Had Enough,” “Why Does It Hurt so Bad?” “Why Am I Afraid?” “Am I My Mother?,” faith, decisions, careers, love, and death. Whether you’re dealing with issues of self-esteem, dating, domestic violence, cyber-stalking, or racial profiling, within these pages a diverse gathering of amazing women like yourself, from entrepreneurs to entertainers, have words of wisdom, inspiration, and practical information. Women of all backgrounds will find stories or issues they, or a loved one have confronted in their own lives.
This year marks the ten-year anniversary since the publication of the first volume of the national bestseller, Souls of My Sisters: Black Women Break Their Silence, tell Their Stories and Heal Their Spirits. We are honoring this release with a Souls of My Sisters conference on the island of St. Lucia, August 5 to 9, 2010.
About the Authors:
Dawn Marie Daniels has edited many New York Times bestselling books and has utilized her talents to ensure that African American projects get the attention they deserve.
Candace Sandy is the president of Candace Sandy Communications, a multimedia cooperative that targets women. For eleven years, she has also served as the communications director for Congressman Gregory W. Meeks (D-NY).
For a comprehensive list of upcoming Souls of My Sisters events, please visit our website at www.soulsofmysisters.com.
Tiffany Dean - Souls of My Sisters (212) 407-1581
119 West 40th Street, New York, NY 10018
T (212) 407-1581
F (212) 935-0699
Sunday, April 25, 2010
I've been floating for the past 10 days since our wedding day. Our day was magical, beautiful, refreshing and overall just blessed. The energy that was present was ultra magnetic, and love was very much in the air. I wasn't too sure that I could let go and be present to enjoy the moment as everyone suggested. I knew I had to adhere to a schedule...the very detailed "Flow Doc" I created, but I tend to always want to micro manage my stuff.
I went to sleep in prayer and woke up cheerful and hungry, I called my husband to be around 8a and he appeared to already be on the go. The hours seemed to go by so slowly in the morning which could have easily been disguised as my anxiety. I was ready for hair & make-up. Ready for the arrival of my bridal party, ready to see the groomsmen in their tuxs, ready to hear our Pastor give a good word, ready to see how all of the pieces to the puzzle I had been placing together for months was finally going to come together. As the time ticked, the photographer and videographer arrived. My godmother was right by my side to make sure everything was moving along. I called my planner/cousin to check in. Everything was just as it was supposed to be.
We were off schedule about 30minutes plus by the time I finished hair and make up so my picture plan at the hotel was kabashed. :( Guests had begun arriving when we pulled up to the Manor, but they were ready for us. Dirt on the front of my dress distracted for a minute but we kept moving. Pictures, cocktails, laughter, my girls and I were all excited. They looked fab and so did I. The guys were outside doing the same thing. My godmother had not arrived. Her mother took a spill down the stairs. Slight moment of panic. It was resolved, and then it was time to line up. I couldn't hear my cue...the fountain was too loud. I moved up with my godfather/uncle and it was showtime. Don't fall Kim, don't look down at the ground keep your eyes on Rod. I can't see him over all these people. Smile. Don't cry and make the ugly face. There he is :)
Once I saw Rod it made me smile big. I could tell he thought I was beautiful. I could tell he was fighting the tears. We were both overwhelmed with joy, happiness and love. The best moment was when RK drank all the Communion wine and left me the suds. HILARIOUS :) By the time we lit our Unity Candle and Memorial Candles, I was so overwhelmed with the joy of the moment I could not believe how fast it was all happening.
Pastor had such a focused look when he was delivering the message and vows to us that it didn't even matter that the sound system connected to his mic was janky. (It really did matter but I could not look away to tell them to CUT IT OFF). Pastor talked to us about our roles as husband and wife. About our responsibilities to each other - RK as profit, priest and provider for our family. Mine - acknowledging my power to support my husband with my words and in our home - I am to provide a safe space from the world in our home. It was so amazing and intense. Then it was over. We paraded out and then it was time to sign the marriage license. Our brother and sister signed as our witnesses and we are now officially Mr. & Mrs. King.
By that point I had no concept of time but I did witness everyone enjoying cocktail hour while the wedding party and I took LOTS of pictures. I just remember feeling WOW, we did it! By the time we were announced for the reception, everything had fallen into place. The uplighting looked fabulous and our gobo (above) was an amazing surprise gift from our cousins. Our DJ absolutely kept the room rocking and we had a blast. I remember being present and enjoying our guests, the food, the atmosphere and each other. Never mind that the timing for My Fair Wedding with David Tutera didn't work out. Never mind that our venue, Westbury Manor, wouldn't even engage in a conversation with the producers for my participation in Four Weddings for an all expense paid honeymoon. After that night, we knew we would have won...but never mind. :( Everyone looked like and told us they enjoyed our day - from the ceremony to the reception to all the details in between.
While 4+1+5 = 10, in 2010, on our 10th day of marriage, I believe we are both still as excited, as committed, as connected as we were on our day. The prayers, well wishes, blessings and support we have received is such an awesome thing. We identify that we are as responsible for each other as we are to lead by example in our marriage. The journey has just begun. Join us for the ride.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
While I was dreaming about the day in my youth- what it would be like, how I would look, how the room would be decorated- I never quite got past the day itself. I mean beyond the thousands of dollars you "invest" in your marriage ceremony and celebration, the reality is, the real investment comes after the day itself.
Been thinking about this long and hard for the past year and nine days since RK asked me to be his wife. Pastor even said engagement is not about planning a wedding. Engagement is to engage the mind, spirit and character of the individual you are looking to committ to. My engagement stretched both me and my partner. Our engagement almost felt at times like - "are we sure we need to be getting married...now...to each other?" The trepidation I experienced pushed me to the edge of my seat and stretched me beyond my comfort zone. We learned a lot about transparency, consistency, compromise and communication. We learned even more about structure and peace. And through the entire process there was God and there was love.
Never have I felt so strongly about being called toward another person. Never have I fought myself (RK calls those Holy Wars In The Mental) to stand strong, like the survivor I am, and fight for love. Fight for what I believe and learn to live with not getting my own way all the time. YUK! I can be a brat when I want to be. But my man gets it. He gets me, I get him and today we get to get each other.
For the past two months I have gone thru pain-staking details to make THIS DAY uniquely special for us. As orphans, you don't necessarily think about your everyday life with someone else, particularly when you are as strong willed and determined as we are. We've each gone through life in subconscious survival mode. Career, family/friends and maybe a personal life. On THIS DAY, I make a vow to a man who has shown me unconditional love and support. I commit to being his accountability partner. I decide that success is nothing unless you have someone you love to share it with. I desire to continue to grow as a woman, now a wife and one day a mother. I pray that we continue to seek God for His wisdom, understanding and guidance. And I believe that this is only the beginning.
I have no idea what emotions I will feel within the next 24 hours, but I am confident that I will be present to receive them all. THIS DAY was a dream that has become my reality and on THIS DAY I make a vow to myself to always keep dreaming. I DO.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
My current state of mind has me....
Slightly neurotic about my financial future. Preparing to get married, paying for a wedding, planning for a family and managing a career as an entreprenuer has me at the perfect Libra imbalance.
The trait I most deplore in myself is....
My automatic negative disposition. I see why it can't happen before I envision the possibilities of how it CAN. Changing the mental tape takes me a minute and it's definitely a work in progress.
The living person I most admire is...
My best friend Marc Bamuthi Joseph for always following his dreams and heart to create his life.
My greatest extravagance is...
Jewelry. I didn't realize how much I like diamonds until this year.
The quality I most like in a man is...
His ability to be responsible for his family. That and his sense of humor.
I admire all qualities of women because...
We are the backbones of our families - emotionally, spiritually and mentally.
The word I most overuse is...
My favorite writers are...
Elizabeth Gilbert & myself
The talent I'd like to have is...
Being skilled as a financial manager and planner.
My favorite fictional hero is...
My favorite hero in real life is...
My mom because she was beautiful, poised and patient. Also my sister Charisse because dispite the life challenges out of her control, everything within her control is taken head on with passion and love.
My greatest achievement is...
Seeking treatment for my grief and depression because it prepared me to heal a grieving heart to open it up and avail it to love (of myself and others) in a way I've never known.
I'd like to live...
To see my grandchildren.
My most treasured possession is...
My photos. Taking pictures since I was 5 years old leads to a lifetime of memories.
The lowest depth of misery is...
Walking without faith.
The trait I most value in a friend is...
My favorite names are...
Rodney, Faith, Jello, Nina & King :)
I most dislike...
Lack of communication and structure.
My greatest regret is...
Don't really have those because everything happens for a reason.
I would like to die...
My motto -
Fear and faith cannot exist in the same space.
Be Blessed, Be Encouraged & Be Inspired.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Ironically, as I'm on the countdown to lock down, I'm reading Elizabeth Gilbert's new book Committed - A Skeptic Makes Peace With Marriage. Let me give you some context and a little back story. Liz is also the author of the #1 New York Times Bestseller Eat Pray Love - One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India & Indonesia.
Holiday time 2007 I got my heart broken for the very first time in my 32 years of life. I've loved before - hard, but I was the one doing the disconnecting and heartbreaking. Dude and I had a love across thousands of miles. We met in Miami, he lived in Seattle and I in NY. For a year a four months, we traveled across the US enjoying life and falling in love for the first time - every time (so I thought). Suffice to say after he put us on "time out" and then finally said he was done, I went into a state of shock. I didn't see it coming - although I should have.
I started reading EPL at this time as if it was a text book to mending my broken heart. The underlines, sidebar notes and my own personal commentary are pretty hilarious to thumb through now. I'm a pretty intense chick and more introspective/reflective than most. So as Liz journeyed across the world to heal her broken heart, the words she streamed together made so much sense. Stuff like:
"I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume thatYea, word...I was feeling Liz, and I found it wildly ironic that now that I'm on the road to marriage, I find myself traveling down the road again with Liz. That's right - after we ate and prayed, we found love again. Actually love found me and I seriously believe that the journey on the search for ourselves during healing provided the foundation for the space I now stand in. Clearly while in the darkness I could not see the light at the end of the tunnel - for many months. But hindsight is indeed 20/20 and I am where I am because of what I've gone through.
everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential. I have fallen
in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man,
rather than with the man himself, and then I hung on to the relationship for a
long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own
greatness. Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism."
Enter Committed almost on cue.
Liz and Felipe are quite content being together forever and not married. Their respective divorces shocked their emotional systems. But once confronted with the prospect of involuntarily separating their union, the only other option in the United States is marriage. While this book takes a both a practical and an emotional approach toward marriage, I still find Liz confronting my deepest thoughts and fears.
The whole wedding thing is just that - a wedding, one day. When you get at it, and RK and I know this from our Pre-Marital classes, marriage is where the commitment comes into play. While I'm only half way through the book I have found myself walking through some points with RK. Really good and healthy discussions, and this one place in particular, Liz slight neurosis sparked a thought provoking dialogue between her and Felipe about their respective character flaws. The conclusion:
"If we are at all self-aware, we work hard to keep these more dicey aspects of
our nature under control, but they don't go away. Also good to note: If
Felipe has character flaws that he cannot change in himself, it would be unwise
of me to believe that I could change them on his behalf. Likewise in reverse, of
course. And some of the things that we cannot change about ourselves are
mirthless to behold. To be fully seen by somebody, then, and to be loved anyhow
- this is a human offering that can border on the miraculous."
Riiiight! So as RK prepare for what we believe will be the rest of our lives together, the consideration of acceptance reaches far beyond the scope of my understanding sometimes. This partnership that we are entering into speaks to issues of communication, finances, sex & fidelity, personal & professional choices, children, life and death. It's not for the weak.
One thing I have realized in between these 3 years and 2 books, that it is so easy to quit. To stay and work through and work it out, now that right there requires that you be committed. Never in my life have I challenged myself to push through my comfort zone the way I have now. I never thought I was a quitter, but when the kid is done, she's done. With RK, God challenges me to stay committed first to HIM and then to RK. The trick is you have to want to be committed. Ain't no half steppin with this thing here. Love is choice and love is patient - that 1 Corinthians 13 scripture is real. And here we are - a work in progress - 75 days until forever. I'm ready to be committed.
Monday, January 4, 2010
After the fabulous presentation of our ministry in 2009, praise and worship followed, and then came my anointed Pastor, Rev. Dr. A.R. Bernard. Everybody loves their pastor, but my Pastor is a teacher amongst many students, yet he still remains teachable. He teaches us that having a relationship with God is paramount to religious rituals. We are ambassadors for Christ in the culture because we can be in the world, but not of it.
Suffice to say we started talking about principles as they govern life and order as ordained by God. After all, God works according to patterns and principles. We went through an overview of the first few books in the Old Testament as an example of God's pattern for Israel's growth and development. The lesson: too often we want to enter the Promise Land without growing up, but in the Promise Land, it takes work to deal with giants.
His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness
through our knowldge of him who called us by his own glory and
-2 Peter 1:3
Then we moved to Joshua 18:1-3 and Pastor asked the question - how long are you going to wait to take possession of the land God has already promised you? And then bam, he transitioned to the lesson: reasons why we procrastinate. But I must warn you, this involves an emotional, self-evaluation.
- The desire for attention --> not enough recognition in it for you
We learned that procrastination is a symptom of some area of anxiety or stress in our lives. Procrastination will rob you of doing what you want to do and you will not change until you know why you are doing it. 2010 is the time for me and you to possess the land God has for us. Stop the excuses and face it straight on. The time is now!!