Potential

Wednesdays WELLness 

w/Guest Columnist Ebony

Possibly I am capable of becoming all that I can be so I remain camouflaged so that you can invest in me. Be careful cause with your caring heart you might not see that I am a mere possibility. I know you are a woman and you can see right through anything but I am begging you not to look too deep into me cause my surface is so very clear. I stand before you just as I am, please define me where I land and not where you hoped I’d be. Don’t be guilty of visualizing something in me that I myself never intend to see. Find balance in your spirituality as you glide on a wing and prayer; know that common sense will not fail you here.  I don’t mean to bust your bubble but I am not tangible, factual or actual; I can be likely, feasible, probable and maybe even promising. Look at my track record and don’t ignore my past results for what you see is what you get and what I’ve done is what I beget.  Ask yourself what have I produced, what have I made happen and ultimately what are my results. I know (and you know) that I have given you a 2 on a scale of 10 but because you have on permanent contact lenses that only allow you to see double digits you are deceived. I am not who you say I am, I am exactly who I have shown you I am. I am not proof in the pudding, I am not soaring above the clouds, I am not beating the bushes, I am not declaring my vision aloud.

Who am I you ask? I could be considered a dream deferred-a dream (a goal) never manifested, maybe, hmmm----I guess? Although the honorary Langston Hughes never answered the question as to what happens to a dream deferred as an honorary myself  *chuckle, chuckle*,  I could assume by the intensity and under sizing of the poem that the deferring process symbolizes an unclear postponing, perhaps a suspension of some sort or even something indefinite . So…”Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun”?--a raisin is already dry, and as a raisin, it is a good thing, useful and nutritious, but if a raisin is left in the sun to dry up, it becomes hard and impossible to eat; its value sucked out, it no longer serves its useful, nutritional purpose. Whatever the reason I am not able to produce can be argued from many angles but the fact that I am not producing is very evident. Do not try to make me something I am not, Do not write a script for me that I cannot perform, Do not put me in a race I never intend to win. So are you still wondering who I am….well I am so glad you asked for I am the infamous: POTENTIAL. The only thing that can move me from POTENTAL (a buried excellence or ability that may or may not be developed) is Me….<coupled with my ability/willingness to tap into a higher source> but the point is its not You. When I show you who I am please believe me.

Until next time ladies,

Meet me here, draw from here, quench your soul thirst here at Wednesdays WELLness----Signed, Miss Ebony