“Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” – Confucius
I absolutely L.O.V.E. this quote. So much that I say it regularly and have ‘brain dump’ sessions with a friend about how/why people insist on making ordinary situations difficult. A lot of the times, I think anyway, it has to do with people protecting themselves from getting hurt…from being vulnerable. Feeling raw emotions is uncomfortable as hell, but it’s necessary to help us move forward with anything we may be dealing with. I got caught up in ‘life’ over the past few days and am late with my #ImperfectBlogging assignments. I hate playing catch up. So here we go, 5 in 1:
#ImperfectBlogging 5: Dinner is Served
Oprah, Sade, Shel Silverstein, my mother and father are coming to dinner. Why? Their words and actions helped shape me. This could get heavy in a second but I will keep it short and sweet.
- Oprah: She would bring fruit from her garden and sit next to my mom. Oprah’s show and magazine kept the conversation open between my mother and I during a very difficult time in both of our lives. My mom and I would mail each other articles and clippings that would best explain how we were feeling; we had breakthroughs and ‘ahas’ together. Sometimes you need a referee… as weird as it may sound, Oprah was ours.
- Sade: I remember my mother playing her music for the first time after she divorced my father. Through the lyrics and my mother’s own beautiful voice I saw what a woman’s broken heart looked like. I also saw strength and tenacity, resilience. My mom would tell me Sade’s story and at 8 years old she became my favorite singer. To this day she is the one and only Sade. I am so blessed to have been able to see her in concert and now sitting at my table 🙂
- Shel Silverstein: My corky sense of humor was in part artfully crafted by my 3rd grade teacher who would read Shel’s poetry every day before we went home. As difficult as the day may have been, you couldn’t help but laugh. Laughter indeed is the best medicine. “Homework Machine” was my favorite, see for yourself why…
- My Mother and Father: Although my father passed, I will never forget the beautiful things he always said about my mother. I think those 2 have unresolved conversations. PLUS ma’s the best cook I know, so of course, she’d be serving up a storm.
#ImperfectBlogging 6: Plot Twist
“plot twist: reminders that imperfect journeys make the most interesting stories.”
I would say that the biggest game changer in my life was having my first child. As crazy as it may sound, the things I am doing today were dreams until I had him. He really showed me what I was made of. I mean I thought I was a go getter before, but coming out of postpartum and winning, well that to me has and always will be my greatest joy. Thank you little man 🙂
#ImperfectBlogging 7: Guiding Word
“Mastering others is strength. Mastering yourself is true power.” – Lao Tzu
Connection. The word has not only guided me, but I take action daily to ensure I am staying connected to my Source and to others in the most positive way possible. Introspection (prayer/meditation) are all grounding practices of awareness. How am I showing up for my kids in the morning? For my spouse? For my colleagues at a meeting? The phrase below is something I tell myself as a reminder that I too share in the responsibility for the energy I am bringing into a space. I can always control myself and stay connected to my core.
#ImperfectBlogging 8: Core Desire Feelings
“I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.” – Marilyn Monroe
Someone asked me the other day why I wrote my book, “Was it for you or for others?” My answer was the simple truth: For both. My book is a spiritual appointment. How I survived the repercussions of my sexual abuse was something I knew I had to put out into the light. Yes, of course I needed to heal that wound and turn that chapter in my life that haunted me for so long. In sharing your story, you set others free. Other women need to know that they are seen and that they are not what happened to them. You can always pick up the pieces of what’s left (or find new ones) and keep moving forward.
This is my purpose.
#ImperfectBlogging 9: Tell Us a Story. Everything has a story. EVERYTHING.
“Of course it’s the same old story. Truth usually is the same old story.” – Margaret Thatcher
My aunt (my crazy aunt at that) gave me a fake Sunflower as a baby gift 2 years ago. It sits on my desk where I can see it every day. As corky as she may be, she knows Sunflowers are my favorite. They were my father’s favorite and with time have also become my mother’s favorite. Sunflowers are yellow and brown, the color of my brand.
The interesting backend story is what Sunflowers represent: Sunflowers are considered a symbol of happiness, strength, a love of the sun & sunlight and because it is said to always turn its face to the sun it is considered by some to be a symbol of faith. No matter the adversity, they face the sun. It’s kinda’ how I have always tried to live my life: Facing the sun.