Embrace the season

What’s up people? It’s been a minute, hasn’t it? Usually, I have so much to share and tell, that I post at least once a week. It’s been different lately. I was surprised when I found myself with a jumble of words, emotions, and ideas, but lacking the desire to share. Generally, I would fight this and force my way, but I am learning that there is a season to share and season to be still. I am still in my still and silent season, and I will come out only at the pace I am supposed to. We are so wired to be doing and to be busy, that embracing stillness and silence is a challenge to us. We don’t like the silence because often times it forces us to ponder and reflect. But we need the stillness to hear our inner voice and discern the direction of the Divine,…

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Dear men

I was inspired to write this post after personal experiences and those of a few close friends of mine. We have all been abused, two of us are divorced, one on her way out of a deeply abusive marriage. All of us still believe that there are good men out there. Men who are willing to put in the work to love and understand what it takes to engage with and love a woman who has been used and abused. So men, listen up, from our heart to yours. Notice I said men, right? Boys need not apply. Dear Men, Did you know that inside a hurt and abused woman is quite often, a frightened girl? She is hopeful that something better is around the corner, but her optimism is tainted by fear. In most instances, she’s not guided by fear but fear is there. And it makes her more watchful,…

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Your salary is not a bribe. Don’t quit your day job.

You’re dreaming about the day you’re the boss and you no longer have to answer to the man (or woman). Entrepreneurship looks cool, sexy and something you can so handle. But I want you to know that even though entrepreneurship is wonderful, it is not for everyone. Yes, sister girl. It is not. I’ve been self-employed for ten years and many times over those years I have questioned my logic for making this choice and I have contemplated re-joining the workforce. Quite often, aspiring business owners walk into entrepreneurship unprepared for the rigors of business ownership and it affects them and those closest to them greatly. Over the last five years, I have seen an increase in the push towards self-employment as more people want greater control over their financial future. Globally, women are at the forefront of this trend. You can’t blame them. The global economy has taken a tumble…

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Permission Granted

So often we live for the approval and permission of others. Why? I have never been one to need anyone’s permission to live my life my way, and I’ve never cared much for their consent and approval. It’s not because I’m cocky or selfish, but because I understand that as an adult, it is my responsibility to make choices for myself and to forge a path that leads to my happiness and me achieving the life I am creating. No one is more invested in that dream that I am. No one’s permission is needed. Today I am challenging you to give yourself permission to stop needing other people’s permission. You don’t need permission: To be happy To live life on your terms To shine and stand tall To dream another dream To re-invent yourself or your life To make the decisions that you feel are necessary for the life you…

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More empathy, less judgment

You can set your time by him. Each day, like clockwork, you can find him digging through the two garbage bins at the entrance of the street, just before the arrival of the garbage truck. Sometimes he’d even come back later in the day on the chance he’d get some morsel to eat or garment he could wear. I have found that seeing any human being dig through garbage for their sustenance has the potential to break your heart, provided you have not become desensitized to such a sight. Every day he digs through those bins, messing up the streets. He really should go find work to do. Who in their right mind would dig the garbage? I could not help but detect the air of superiority that accompanied her words. It was stronger than her annoyance at the sight of another human finding their meal amidst filth. I asked…

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