Rejoice for Summer is here!

This is one of those things that you will either get or not. Kinda like grapefruit. You either dig that hybrid ass fruit or you don’t!

1.       Do you feel like you are not maximizing your total potential? Like maybe, the universe has more for you; yet no matter how you physically try you can’t grasp it?

2.       Do you find yourself in the exact same “space” every year around the same time?

If you answered: No, to those questions; then close your browser and come back again later. Because this is not for you. *gives you a dap* *slams the door*

But, if you answered yes; I think I know why these things occur-

What happens if you eat expired food? The most common occurrence is the fact that you will become physically ill. Based on that premise alone, it is logical for me to see that holding on to people/places/things and ideas past their expiration date will have the same effect on our mental state. So here’s what I now know (and I’ve known this for a while, but I’ve reached a deeper understanding of this matter, like today)-

1.       Just because you love someone and had a great run with them doesn’t mean that they are meant to dwell in your space forever. It’s like trying to extend winter. That season has passed. It’s really alright. It’s a healthy part of life. Change that is.

2.       If a situation does not enhance you, challenge you to be your best whether you are the giver or the receiver; it may be time to release it.

3.    Everyone is not meant to take your journey with you. And this goes for family and friends (hell, and neighbors and jobs etc…)

We have to realize that some of these people/places/things and ideas are TOXIC. It’s like fertilizing a plant with the wrong stuff. Now we are sitting there crying to the heavens asking God to make our plant grow (AKA “increase our territory”); while we are not doing our part. Preposterous! Vile! Foolish! Counterproductive! Stupid!  Because we will do know that God will only take us as far as we let him. And, last time I checked it was impossible to please HIM without faith; sooooooo….take the plunge. Walk on faith and allow your seasons to flow. LET GO! You haven’t spoken to that woman in 5 years. Let go! Ya’ll only get drunk together. But she can’t help you with anything else. Let go! Ya’ll used to be sooo tight. Keyword is: Used. Let go! You have tried to get her to stop doing drugs. Let go! We are human beings. We are not meant to carry every load, or every burden. And it’s hard. Really hard if you have the “Little Ms. Fix it” complex that I have. But part of growth is realization. Leave spring to be sprung. Leave winter to dry. Let’s allow our seasons to flow.

…….And by the way, it’s summer time now ;)

(Mirriam Webster defines Summer as: a period of maturing powers)

Namaste’

Revelations

I’ve started this blog at least 3 times now, and every instance it seems to begin totally different.

I am Elizabeth. Last best thing of the seventies (or so I believe.) A kinky curly bundle of ideas, and feelings and thoughts about those feelings. I am exactly who I say I am. A ball of passion which can be ignited in either direction….depends on the flame, or the fuse or the scales or the ‘tude. If I am in your corner, I will be right there. You can take my promises to the bank. Same is true for the inverse. I do not sugar coat. Don’t particularly care for sweets anyway. I do not play games unless it’s scrabble. And then it really isn’t playing anymore, it’s a murder, because I’m fierce with this word-shit. If I said it, then I meant it. But if you think you heard it, read into it, assumed it and created it to be something completely debased and defaced of its original value….well then that’s your stuff not mine. Selfishness and the void of reciprocity are the banes of my existence. To the ones who only give when they are receiving and the ones who only hear when they are needing and the ones that call when they need feeding. Lose my number. Lose me. Like, for real. For real, for real.

The audacious mouths who will beat the Pastor to the church; who will say a word masked behind media and long dresses will certainly be the first to perish. You are your own bible. You are you own word. And in case that flew by your head Aladdin style…I say that your actions are your testimony. No words required. At least not from the mountain top that you stand so high that us little people are forced to look up at you. But behold…we only see smoke and mirrors. Clean that shit up.

And if you abandoned your own seed, your own ship, your own miracle because life got too rough and words got too tough…then when you need a life jacket, you try to reach out….I’d sooner let your hand wither away.

I can imagine the judgment being formed in your minds. But the thing is: I am quite forgiving. Not one to rehash old stuff. I just don’t have the time or the energy for the petty, silly, unproductive, less than stimulating situations, relations or consummations.

It just is what it is….and it was, what it was.

….and it aint always about you.

Selah

Nothing short of a miracle

It’s been nearly one year since I last blogged. I've had so much to say. But for some reason as I begin to document my thoughts, they all seem to jumble; leaving the point buried in unnecessary rhetoric or jargon. Well, I'm in a good, mostly not scattered mental place today; so I think I can share what I need to.

*taps mic* (mi-mi-mi-mi-mi)

Every day is a blessing. Every breath is nothing short of a miracle. Every person who encourages us, laughs with us and enhances our lives is a blessing. Are we thankful for such? No, INDEED! The media, or the facade ridden buddy has convinced us that We aint shit; aint never gonna be shit because we aint up on this, that and a third.  So we start to internalize. We start to beat ourselves up. We start to retreat and succumb to the madness which strikes the match of greed and ignites the path which becomes the award nominated Rat-Race. Because clearly if your hair isn't My Lil’ Pony Long, you aren't beautiful. If you’re not driving a foreign car, you've failed…and what ARE you doing with your $$? If you don’t live in a great big home, you are not living the American Dream NIGHTMARE. If you can’t jump on a plane like this one or that one, you force your way to try to “get like them” leaving a trail of debt and bad decisions in the wind. It is never enough. So certainly the fact that you had food in your refrigerator this morning was not enough. Certainly the fact that you had a clear mind was not enough. Certainly, the fact that you had a choice of what to clothe your beautiful body with was not enough. Certainly, the fact that you can walk, or talk was not enough. Nope, never enough. We've all been found guilty at some point. But behold, amnesty has arrived. 

You get rain every week, yet the man-made mall fountain is what you lust after.

SELAH

Here’s what it is- If you do not appreciate what and who you have NOW, why would the universe ever, ever cater to your selfish whims for more?

Benediction: Take care of who and what you have NOW. Don’t give your friends and loved ones flowers when the breath no longer dances through their vessel. Tell them that you love and appreciate them now. Go out of your way for the people you love and make them smile sometimes. Take care of your home, your vehicle, your cell phone…whatever you've been blessed with; take care of it. Spit shine it and be proud of it. Because I promise you, there is someone who would trade places with you in an instant. There are some of us who will never, ever reach full potential or possess the things/experiences that we so desire because we aren't being faithful Stewards in the place where we are right now.

I leave you with peace and a commission to be thankful.