Monday, April 29, 2013

Your Authentic Self


Your Authentic Self

 

Have you ever been surrounded by blessings, good fortune, good health, good people, good devotion….yet you are not satisfied? There is yet a longing for more when measurably what you have is probably enough or at least all you can currently handle. There is a longing for something more accurate, more genuine, more fitting, more….. YOU! Ah Ha….the link in the chain that is missing is “you”.  As a child it is designed for you to begin to cultivate what we know as our authentic self….the person you are when no one else is looking or the person you are when you lay your head on your pillow at night wigless. The person you would be if there was no standard as to how you should be. The person who could make the biggest mistake known to man or have a major embarrassing moment and bounce back with no regrets/no worries, for subconsciously they become their only critic.

 

The irony of this all is that so many of us never cultivate that ability so we become what I like to call our “safe self”. This self is fostered through experiences of fear, anxiety, worry, abuse, role reversals, disappointments, inconsistencies and the like. This you is not necessarily a bad you but it is a safe you and eventually the authentic you is inside screaming wanting to be released but out of fear of rejection you muzzle her. The safe you is the one who you created to withstand the toughest of times. This you has been loyal and faithful. This you has perfected perfection because it has always had to be on guard so your rehearsals become your plays and your plays become your life.  What you present to the world is your safe you: The person who is well groomed inside and out. The person who continually lives in victory and life leaves no sweat off the brow. The person who laughs much but cries little but finds life more hurtful than funny.  The person who understands their role when the cameras are rolling but has created a world where the rolling never ceases so she is now sleeping in her wig. The person whos biggest fear is being her authentic self as she has never met that woman before.

 

Oh how your authentic self would be so much more relaxed, so much more flowing, so much more like….YOU. Your authentic self looks life in the face and says: here I am world! Your authentic self laughs at life and its circumstances while permissioning itself to cry when it hurts. I want to speak to the person who is living but not quite alive. The person who knows their role but doesn’t quite like the show. The person who is good but would be better if they were only authentic. I am speaking to the person who started a dream birthed ‘authentically’ but has now been functioning in ‘safe mode’ and the response from man has become more important that your internal response. I am speaking to the person who doesn’t quite know who they are but have made well with what they have been given. I am speaking to the lost soul who is not quite lost just hidden among the rubble of insecurities. I am speaking. I am speaking. I am speaking life. I am breathing breath and desire into the universe as I give my authentic self CPR. I am speaking to the abandoned, the abused, the misused, the misunderstood, the ignored, the adult child still waiting to for their authentic self to be validated. I am speaking to parents who don’t allow their child to make mistakes. I am speaking to the parent who is not aware that they are killing the authenticity that will make your child a true believer, a true worshiper, a true lover of her Lord and not ‘safe’. There is no power is being ‘safe’. There is indeed power in being ‘authentically real’ for in this state you can be used. Your safe self is egotistically driven and its heart cannot be penetrated.

 

I am speaking to me. I want to live, love, teach, dream, work, write, pray, laugh, cry, sing, dance, flirt, smile, walk…..authentically.

 

Signed. Miss Ebony.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Vision Board....


Sooo...Jan 2013 I created a vision board.



This concept may seem simple to most but it is torment for someone who lives out life’s disappointments in fear calling it modesty. Hence my first and only tattoo: BE FEARLESS. This kind of fear makes every desire, dream, and aspiration mute to the heavens with sealed lips, while small unspoken victories create an internal celebration declaring that ‘life aint all that bad’. Go figure I struggle in my prayer life. But today I am being called to ask, pray and declare every heart’s desire with no shame, guilt, or fear. This has been tooouuuggggghhhh! I laugh every time the Lord says: Why don’t you just ask?  I respond by shrugging decreeing ive come this far without “it”.lol. Yeah….Our relationship is quite unique ;). Now I tussle at night and daydream during the day as my spirit wont settle until I ask my hearts desire.  I then become irritated and ask if this is even fair that I am being forced by the spirits junction to ask for something I want but not willing to ask due to the outcome others have had. Hmmm…Lord you are funny, but Im convinced you are gonna win this fight so I think tonight ima get to asking so I can sleep.

Sooo….January 2013 I created a vision board.

This expression of displaying the desires of my heart have rendered much success and we’re  not even half way through the year. Some of the manifestations have not been a glitter of gold or little sweat off the brow but I can plainly see it being for my good and I can definitely see the hand of God moving as this leap of faith declared my reestablished trust in Him. Yep, I said reestablished J. I walk pass this vision board every day and each time I am in awe of my faith, my growth, and my God. I believe this was His way of meeting me where I was as I tend to express myself more comfortably through writing or creating but there is a greater power when I speak as the heavens begin to move on my behalf and of those that I utter. I walked pass it today and He so plainly said….now “THAT” you will verbally ask me for. I had the nerve to get an attitude and reverted to my usual shrug decreeing ive come this far without “it”. We both laughed as He and I both know…ummm,ill just leave it at that, we both know.lol.  

I thank God for my vision board, but I thank Him more for ministering to me about my desires, loving me through my fears, and ushering me into the life in which He has prepared for me anyway( as I am learning to get on board).

A vision board is not just a picture of what could be; it is an appeal to our better selves, a call for us to become something more.


Signed,
Miss Ebony

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

I am addicted to an addict-El Adicto-The Addict


Wednesdays WELLness

El Adicto

The Addict




I am addicted to an addict. With every ride you take, I find myself in the passenger seat slowly dying with you as I know you are going too fast in lifes lanes of speed limits. You act, I respond. You settle, I dream. You lie, I listen. You smile, I cry. You die, I die. My soul is intertwined with yours as I take your injections as a sacrifice to prove my love for you. I love you, I love you but you are not equipped to love me. I see you through my desire for you while your craving is stronger than anything I can ever provide. I told God: Give me riches so I can give them the best life had to offer. Give me more time Lord that I may give them more of me. Give me a stronger heart that I can withstand the darts that are flying at me trying to kill my faith that things could be better. Give Me Lord, so that I may in turn Give.

I am addicted to an addict-El Adicto-The Addict

Today I say Give me Lord: Serenity. Lord grant me acceptance, grant me courage, grant me wisdom. Today, I am not puffing and passing on this lifes journey with you…I pass. I am in my own 12 step program trying to wean myself off of you. You are my addiction as I give you the best part of me, leaving me with nothing. You are my addiction as I cry at night wanting you to see the white picket fence I dream about as your actions become the hammer chipping away at the white paint on the wood. You are my addiction as I become Abraham sacrificing my one and only future in an attempt to falsely please my God.

I am addicted to an addict-El Adicto-The Addict

I love you. I love you to the point that it hurts me. I love you. I want you to know that as I am on my own recovery journey I am learning to love you while letting God have you. You do not belong to me…you belong to the King. I also belong to the King, and as he purges me of you, I become proof that addictions can be broken. Lord, have YOUR way and as you instruct me in the small matters may I yield even when I don’t understand. May I repent when I relapse and start again. May I remind myself of what your word says about me. May I stand on every promise. May I get the support of others. May I stand and not become entangled in that bondage yet again.

I am your child but I am not a result of your mistakes. I may have been born with this addiction by default but I shall not die with it.


I am addicted to an addict-El Adicto-The Addict


 

Until next time ladies,

Meet me here, draw from here, quench your souls thirst here at Wednesdays WELLness

Signed, Miss Ebony

 

Year of Yes

So Im trying to get into adding audio books to my regimen. My sister recommended that in this season of my life I should consider 'Year ...