Who I was when I began this blog is not who I am today. Over the past year I have transformed into someone I never knew existed or would have believed existed. The transformation that has taken over my life is indescribable. I thank God daily for my struggles and my triumphs, because all of it has created this cosmic energy of compassion and love. I do not do any of this for others, but for a greater purpose that I am only beginning to understand.
I have been through some very high highs and some very low lows. I have been blessed to be able to process and absorb so many lessons, because I am not ashamed of my circumstances or hiding behind who people think I am or who they want me to be. I convey my shortcomings and downfalls with very little to buffer the reality. I am a constant work in progress and I hope that people are bold enough to love me for me and foster my growth through this process. I love me so much that no external dislike towards me or my journey can fill any space in my life. There is no room for negativity.
I am not where I want to be, but I have a vision. I move with a purpose, for a purpose, and on purpose. I have spent this Lenten season focused on my energy and understanding the process of attracting what I want and need in life. I am careful about who I allow in my presence, because it is important to maintain a certain level of energy in the work I do daily. Keep watching because I will not stop until I have completed my assignments.
Be Excellent.Be you. Do you. Tell you own story. On your own terms.
I spent my entire summer absorbed in my own mess and conflicted dilemmas. I stopped working on all of my projects to focus on studying for the Maryland Bar and barely took a moment to even think about anyone else and their feelings. I shut myself off from the rest of the world, because the only important thing to me at that moment was passing the Bar exam. Looking back on that time, I cannot decide if that was a right or wrong decision. I thought I was making the right decision at that time, but in hindsight I became someone who I never wanted to be; completely self-absorbed in myself.
From the end of May to the last week in July, I only had enough space in my head to think about myself. Honestly for the past 11 years, some of my family members feel as if I have only thought about myself. I went off to college and rarely came home. I spent more holidays and summers with friends instead of planning activities with my family. Coming home was always a chore and being there wasn’t always an enjoyable experience, so I kept it short and sweet. Although I did not think I was being selfish, some feel that way and today I can start to see why.
Being selfish is always looked at as a negative thing. It is viewed as a character flaw instead of a strength. After having a 2 hour-long conversation with one of my favorite cousins, she said to me, “I finally understand why you left here and never looked back. You have to be selfish sometimes to get where you want to be in life.” She gets it. Although she is my favorite cousin, we have not had the best relationship over the past few years. We always seemed to be on the same side of things until recently. Suddenly I was enemy number one and she became the voice that was going to bring me back to reality. She learned that I don’t allow those type of relationships to burden me and I silence voices that aren’t here to help or encourage.
During our last conversation she finally began to understand that being selfish is not a character flaw, but a calculated decision to be focused enough to get to the next level instead of being stagnated by the opinions of others. There are times in your life where being selfish is a form of survival. Many people give until they are empty and have nothing left for themselves. Being self-less can be a greater character flaw than being selfish. Your emptiness can be more detrimental than being fully focused on your goals and dreams.
I can finally admit that I am selfish. I can finally admit that I can be self-less at times, but I am mostly selfish. I am learning to accept that as an asset and not a flaw. I am doing what I think is best to be balanced, but you cannot always stop and explain to people why you do what you do, but most importantly you just have to know that what you are doing is in your best interest.
Right now I am in a self-less mode. I am trying to change the world. Literally. I am still working on my own personal ventures, but most of my energy is going to initiatives that are greater than just me and mines.
Being balanced is hard. It is truly a constant process. I am a work in progress. Pray for me on this journey. Be you. Do you. Tell your own story. On your own terms.
A constant reminder of the virtues we must possess to become successful.
We are so used to the right now narrative. The feeling of instant gratification. The reward of instant satisfaction. But when you are living life on purpose, driven by your purpose and fulfilling your purpose, you must remain patient. All of the unimportant things (bills, others perception, or your personal disappointment) do not matter if you do not have sound mental, spiritual and physical health. All other things can be remedied later, but right now, you have to simply be grateful for the things that are easily lost in the quickness of life. A friend had to remind me today, not my will but God’s will. Which also means His time.
In due time. Be you. Do you. Tell your own story. On your own terms.
If everyone’s life ended peacefully, then we would forget to live life purposefully.
Live life on purpose; that your echo will continue to be heard many days after you have left this earth.
May your works change the lives of many, inspire others to continue your legacy and your loved ones beam with pride when they hear your name.
There will be a point where there will be no more “Im sorry,” “I love you,” “We can work on that tomorrow.” So share those words now and do those things today, because they will forever mean something to the person who receives them.
Be you. Do you. Tell your own story. On your own terms.
As life comes at me from every angle I am learning to find time alone to just listen. We fight so many fights against so many people and the tactics we use to fight sometimes makes us change who we are. We are so used to being defensive, so used to protecting ourselves and so used to going through so many ups and downs that we lose ourselves. We lose who we really are and who we were created to be. Being adaptable in certain situations is necessary for survival but changing the essence of our spirit and heart steers us off the path of greatness. Everybody doesn’t want to be great. Some people would rather sulk in their mediocrity instead of pushing to break out of that box and discover more.
If you are on a mission, do what you know is right, help others when you can, but through it all continue to be true to yourself. Be you. Do you. Tell your own story. On your own terms.
I don’t wear a lot of make-up, or a lot of jewelry or invest in too many material things because I have never seen my life as a story of roses and fairy tales. I have grown up on the defense, prepared to fight many battles, many times alone with no one by my side to help me fight or to protect me. I have tried to keep my life simple, because I was not sure what would happen next, good or bad. I have lived, even in my happiest moments, cautiously, awaiting an imaginary gavel to fall and for the things I love to be taken away at any moment. I am always ready and prepared to stand against any enemy because I have always felt under attack.
Throughout college I worked hard to maintain financially and emotionally. I look back and regret never taking the time to experience and embrace the beauty of my present because I was so focused on the past and the unknown future. I missed out on many opportunities because I did not feel that I was worthy. I second guessed myself many times and lost out because I was afraid of succeeding. I ran from things that I really wanted. The only person that short-changed my experience was me, myself and I.
When I look back at all of the pictures that I took over the years, I captured many great moments. Our first celebration of a group birthday, our first homecoming, my roommate walking in the fashion show, seeing my idols on stage and meeting celebrities in the cafeteria on random days of the week. It appeared that I had finally received my roses and was living in a fairytale and that I had accepted that role wholeheartedly. These pictures failed to capture the moment I found out that my grandfather had passed away and how my friends were there for me as I walked across campus to turn in my papers and get my business in order. The images failed to capture my emotional instability, my anger and my lashing out at others because I was hurting so much inside. There were no pictures of me in the counseling center knowing I needed help but unsure of the exact reason. The pictures showed roses and fairy tales but that was not my truth.
My life has never been roses and fairy tales but I had to learn to let go. Let go of my past and stop allowing it to control my present and incorrectly predict my future. I had to learn to enjoy the moment, to stop beating myself up for taking a trip or enjoying a concert with some friends. I had to learn to cry even when everyone else was smiling. I did not have to fake the funk for the sake of others comfort. I had to learn to never put on a mask but to always be myself at all times, whether the world liked, loved or hated it. I had to learn to stop and smell the roses and dream about fairy tales because it was fun and worth it. I had to learn that no one’s life is roses or fairy tales but that does not stop them from living out their wildest dreams.
Now my life is full of roses and fairy tales not because it is perfect but because I declared it. I surrounded myself with beautiful people and love myself for my outer and inner beauty. I have my King, a prince and a dog. We live in a kingdom that is full of light and love. My life is far from perfect. I cry, I get frustrated, upset, I disappoint myself and others. I aim for an unattainable level of perfection as a mother and wife and push myself too far at times. Despite the ugly, my life is full of roses and fairy tales and I would not trade it for the world. Live the life that you want, not the one that you think you deserve. Be you. Do you. Live in your truth. Tell your own story. On your own terms.