selfdevelopment
Experience or Resilience
Experience or Resilience
Experience is going through something
Learning the Lesson, Reaping the Blessing
Resilience is overcoming, not undermining
The Struggle
The fact that it was never easy
Be Resilient, but far most important
Learn from the Experience
so you never repeat the pattern of struggle
again.
Life Cycles Until
I cried, I mourned, I fell, I failed, I bled
until I had nothing left in me
I laughed, I celebrated, I got up, I succeded, I grew, I learned
because I gave myself no other choice
Now I pause, I look up, and I am Thankful
for the lessons, the blessings, the detours, the pathways
the failures, the successes.
Life Cycles, the living rollercoaster
until we become
like modeling clay
not fitting in, simply shape-shifting
Today is All You Have Until Tomorrow
The past holds history, memories, references, experiences
wisdom, knowledge, information, ancestry
The present becomes the past with each word, interaction, experience,
We create the future in the present with each choice
We refer to the past, to ground our present, and look into the future
You only have today, to reference, to live, experience, and feel,
You only have today to build your own future
Each day, you only have today
What you create is up to you, each day
Permeability of a Moment
Despair is a moment, not a lifetime
Pain is a moment, not a life sentence
Sadness is fleeing, not meant for permanence
Inability until you are able
to work on your success
your vitality restored
your happiness and joy are permeable
your life is always a moment
you don’t get to choose the moments
you get to choose how long to stay in each
The Power of Thoughtless Awareness
A moment is a thought
a thought creates the hours
that lead into days
turned into weeks
morphed into months
developed into years
creating a lifetime
filtered
awareness
unfiltered
you can change your lifetime
in a thought
Uncolonizing YourSelf
I told myself, I was not enough
I needed to lose weight
put makeup on
smile more, be better
much better, until I was good enough
when I was good enough
I had to figure out, good enough, again
again, again and again
be nice, be the bigger person
condition myself to become
what I was told
the magazine told me
if I just do one more thing
I may get there, until the next
publication
my flesh held on to pain
my body pushed down,
emotion, my own voice, what I wanted
beyond the noise, remorse
After experience, life happens; you wake up
to realize, those voices
those thoughts and experiences
were the article, story, image
portrayal, conditioning, molding
shaping of the perfect woman
unrealistic expectations
merely decorations
to achieve the unachievable
until the next publication
I stopped buying and started doing
Now, I hear me, in the silence
The silence I subscribed to says
I am enough, I am awake
without needing validation or approval
I do it for me
I like that magazine subscription
Wisdom Has No Age
Silver strands woven into my hair
Finally growing into the body I always felt I was
older than my years inside
younger than my peers outside
with curves that called the flesh
and a mind that rejected the thought
of a permanent shallow existence
always older than my years
younger than I needed to look
always enough, but feeling not good enough
It took 48 years of pain, joy, suffering, happiness
anger, forgiveness, rejection, acceptance,
disillusion, honesty, to finally
fully realize, it was social conditioning
In a world of men, women can think too
I was never too loud or too much
I was always more than enough
Now it is your turn
To Hush
A letter on behalf of my Mother to her younger self.
Erase and Replace
Erase the trauma
the ill-intended word
the I can’t, and you won’t
the, it is still not your turn
the, you are not lovable
you are too loud or too much
Replace with healing
with words of self-worth
you can and allow
it is always your right to vote
Erase the blocks of your life
and replace with what grows you
you are deserving of love
speak up take up space
time to shine
Daily Affirmations
Pain to Art
Pain is a friend
suffering the inspiration
attachments, familiar, toxic
it seeps into the core
that is how great art is birthed
the most profound, touching work
emerged from tragedy
submerged in agony
exposed through art
for art is pain’s medium
inspiration on canvas
Pain is part of life
but we don’t have to live there
we only reminisce
through words, paint, music, or creations
The Grind 