Good morning. Good afternoon. Good evening.
wherever you are in life, here is the respective greeting for you.
when i came up with this title, i thought to write about all off the MOST RECENT heinous acts of violence against so many of our people of color but then decided to redirect.
although, not completely pivoting, i figured it may be more beneficial to cover all that we should be thankful for in lieu of turmoil.
this angle was strategically chosen because the enemy expects me/you/us… to dwell on moments of terror and fear in our hearts.
yet i choose…
what do you resort to when you’re through emotionally and mentally ?
this won’t be a sad post, i promise..but rather a true one.
while in the process of writing my second book, i am becoming more in tune and more aware of what my existence is saying opposed to what the world is..
i’ve noticed the following as it pertains to the black woman experience:
when you look at doing the work..
true work .. or anything that may be out of what you desire to do, you’ll typically find sacrifice.
to attain anything of actual value in this life, i do think sacrifice and discipline go hand in hand.
as the days grow longer, here on the east coast and the weather gets warmer, i’m reminded of what sacrifices i need to make.
what sacrifices have been made,
what sacrifices are being made,
why i made this my word for this year,
and what sacrifice takes for a person to fully commit to and…
i wish i could confidently say that as i got older my moodiness went away..
i wish i could say that as i grew and exposed myself to new ways of life the pettiness in me never ever came out to play..
but it does from time to time and it’s a serious thing and it’s honestly getting in my way.
to continuously live in my head, replay old scenarios and hold onto what did/does disturb me or rub me the wrong way..currently or even once upon a time ago ..occasionally consumes me.
on the other hand, i know that…
as we grow older …
so do the trees, so do the policies and fallacies of what we should and should not be.
and so i’m owning it anyways..
in this walk of life, we have the innate ability to experience life to the T. that is, if we release and let it all happen naturally. yes, this is easier said than done, and especially if you’re like me.
so much so, that i was never aware of myself as a control freak, until i encountered pure irritation with the realization that my thoughts were/could control…
to be an effective leader in any meaningful sense of the word ..
you have to be an attentive listener. you have to be fluid in your life rankings and flexible in the way you see the world. in other words, you cannot be tied, slave, or confined to just the external benefits of what any one thing brings you. you have to be in tune to what it does for you internally, too.
i have fasted for 21 days.
through journaling, through praying, and through dieting.
each day i woke up.. …
i hold favor in my nature.
i carry favor in the grace of my graze.
again, i am fully awake and alive.
i am so thankful to live, to experience the body of work i’ve so purposefully been placed in.
when we think of favor, our minds typically go to any and everything we can defend, any and everything we can explain, any and everything that weighs us in.
but do we ever, for one second, see the ability to have opinions and various parts of our existence that separate us from all other creatures on earth as a given?
hey girl! how are you?
what does wholeness feel like to you.. what does it look like for you.
does it speak to all you want and put forth to do?
i hope that you take each second and apply it to the meaning of your life.
i hope you know you were born whole and all though you may experience things, people, situations in your life that counterproductively chip away at your being .. you’re still here in one piece.
your wholeness is the furthest from ambiguity. it is something you can hold and reach. your wholeness is beyond…
today, before you got up and as you woke up, i pray that you held your wants, needs, and presence near and dear to your heart.
i know for me, to lessen the anxiety and depressive thoughts, i make sure to give gratitude for the basics in life, that i experience daily, yet take for granted.
yesterday, on my Black Woman Writer Series , i covered the topic of still writing through trauma. how do we balance what we go through and still working up the courage to create from what may seem like an empty place?
the answer is…
When I think of what I carry.. not just as a Literary Artist but as a Black Woman, I envision nothing BUT versatility…
nothing BUT rare complexities.
nothing BUT multidimensional experiences.
nothing BUT trendsetters & mothers of nations.
nothing BUT glory, in all that I am.
To me, “She Carries” speaks to any and everything placed on and inside of a woman; tangibly and intangibly, consciously and subconsciously, visibly and invisibly.
She Carries, speaks to the woman in your life whether it is an aunt, friend, sister, wife, grandmother, mother, cousin or daughter who carries emotional and mental weight.