Do you find yourself rushing? The most sustaining results are the ones that come with real and gradual work. Not quick fixes and short cuts. If this pandemic has given us anything is time to be still. Sounds painfully false in some ways. Certainly ironic. But let’s consider a few things.
Many of us now have more time with our families and/or with ourselves. An activation to spend time more time with our friends and elderly, even if it’s just one last time. We have time to think about what we really want, how we can create and where we want to go the next chance we get.
The catch? You’ve got to take a beat and give your Self the time to even think about where you are right now and what is most important. Mind, body and soul. Don’t waste it!
Here we are in February 2020. Happy Black History Month! It’s a time intentionally designated for the reflection of what African people have endured and how we have overcome. From the Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade to the Civil Rights Movement, our culture has been embedded with the knowledge of our resilience. However, I’ve noticed how this has come with a price. The celebratory nature of this season aside, the revisiting of our historical trauma compiled with our individual experiences with prejudice year-round takes a psychosomatic toll on us that shows up in how we interact with the world, each other and ourselves. James Baldwin describes it clearly, “To be negro in this country and to be relatively conscious is to be in a rage almost all the time.”
As is well-known, African-American history is filled with devastating atrocities that have had lasting affects on the collective psyche of Black Americans. Not to mention the systematic oppression and displacement that continues to this day. I recall periods when my social media timeline was overflowing with gut-wrenching images, and stories of acts of violence against the black community, many of which were not historical at all but quite current. Still, in all forms, debates ensue over policies that govern how human existence should be valued, expressed or just how human some groups should even be considered for that matter.
The most frustrating of which are the dividing issues within our community that these matters create. I, myself, have been caught up in the back-and-forth with what there is to do and how to perceive our collective situation only to end up at tiring odds with the people I wish to stand by to achieve a common goal: peace. I first recognized this in 2014 after Mike Brown was killed. I had lived in St. Louis almost 2 years when I became consumed with outraged and took to the streets in protest for change. What I found, unfortunately, was inconsistency in our ability to organize and a well-intended group filled with mentally and physically overwhelmed individuals. I saw how it only added to the rage.
I later realized this discord was due to our personal relationship with this upset and minimal understanding of how to transmute it into sustainable positive change. Instead of dismantling the system, we’d only get stuck in our disagreement which only led to further frustration. My inner pre-Mecca Malcolm and Rev. Martin became at odds with each other, so after a while I decided to put my protesting on pause and look deeper into the bigger picture. Was I fighting for peace or fighting to fight?
“Was I fighting for peace or fighting to fight?”
The fact of the matter is, as rightfully dismayed as I was by our society, I knew that change was slow and it was up to me to take accountability of myself first. I reflected on the many years resisters before me marched the streets with their picket signs and chants, subjected to arrests, the pressure of fire hoses and the sickening of dogs. I concluded that in order to make change, something different must be done and that I could not preach love and respect to anyone that I decided I no longer felt love or respect for.
My inner journey eventually helped me better comprehend Dr. King’s point, ” …hate cannot drive out hate …”. I had to take a long, hard look at myself and become change opposed to demanding it. This brings me to Brother Malcolm’s point, “Nobody can give you freedom …equality or justice or anything …you take it. So I did. In spite of the outward chaos, I began to liberate myself by cultivating my own balance. My own peace.
While I never shy away from diving deeper into the history and the truth of my people – the good, bad and the ugly – I, now, take more time in February to see where my heart is. I ask myself, “Am I truly practicing the compassion and mindfulness I study? Am I contributing to the chaos or to the path towards peace?”. I admit, it is the absolute hardest thing I have ever worked to do but I have found my personal world has changed significantly for the better since I’ve shifted my energy. I am not as quick to anger (although not perfect) and therefore less controlled by the things I have no control over. I observe more closely, show others more patience and understanding when I can, or do my best to kindly walk away when I cannot.
I am healthier in my body when when I worry less about who is offended by my presence. I have also found that when the times comes for me speak out against an injustice, my voice is stronger, clearer and I feel more resolve to take action opposed to just feeling anger that will eventually turn on me later.
Now, I am still a work is still in progress, may always be and this inner change may have no effect on changing the view of those who insist on being judgmental and oppressive. However, I strive to stay on the path of doing my work, being the change I want to see, gaining new perspective along the way and sharing it with others when I am able. That’s all I can do for now and acceptance of that brings me peace.
You have come quite a ways – one decade after another. There have been plenty ups; all to remind me of the beauty in the world. There have been plenty of downs, all to strengthen me for the better. I am grateful for each hill and every valley.
Going forward, there is one main thing I expect and that is for us to becoming the closest we’ve ever been. I wish there to be no boundaries between us. No disconnects. No blending in at your expense. Like all relationships, I’m sure it will take time for us to reach the next levels just as it has taken time for us to arrive where we are today. I will grant you the necessary space to develop freely with compassion.
We both know that healing is spiral, time isn’t linear and life does not occur in a vacuum, therefore, patience and discipline is key. Continue to gain knowledge not just to know but to improve and to share for the knowing of others so that they may be supported on their journeys just as others have directly or indirectly supported you.
I know that you will always have purpose, even if in some moments that it is just to love and/or be loved. I recognize the grandiosity of your dreams and desires but remember that you save the world each day that you display kindness, share a positive or enlightening thought and take care of yourself in all the ways needed. You are a part of the world and therefore the world is you; as are we all.
Despite those that may cross your path and challenge you in the worst of ways, you are strong. Just recall that those people are also living in their momentary purpose and they are in your life at that time for a reason. Experience them but do not let their harshness linger on your soul and taint how you radiate who you are.
Lastly, never forget that you are divine. Even in your sadness, your anger and in the midst of your setbacks, you are magical being with the power to turn things around with the proper work. And, it is my hope that we will be so intertwined that every desire reveals itself to be pure and that every positive manifestation proves to be effortless.
I love you very much, Self. Continue to do great things.
Sunday, January 20th, brought us our first full moon of the year and it came with embellishments. Luna in Leo, was a beautiful blood red and relatively close in proximity to the earth making it a super moon at that.
Luna encouraged the lion in all of us to roar in one way or another. For some, that might have been troublesome depending on what’s going in our lives right now and how we chose to be expressive. The stars are positioning themselves in a way to push us to seek healing in the deepest places of our being so we can transcend beyond the places in which we have been stuck all this time.
I pulled a tarot with the intention of having these recent occurrences explained and gaining clarity on how to move forward. Watch the video below for to see the reading:
What challenges have you faced or are you facing since the Blood Moon?
The common programming that takes place almost the moment we are cognizant is what we should expect out of people and situations. Helpful in many ways and often influenced by the trends of our culture and subcultures, these ideas take on a particular form that so happens to shape how we perceive the entire universe or at least our life’s journey.
While our optimism is still intact, our expectations tend to be pretty pleasant. We expect our parents to provide for us. We expect our partners to be faithful. We expect things to fall into place. We expect Earth to forever continue floating in space. Then, life continues to unfold, we fall victim to inevitable circumstances and our expectations begin to shift.
Suddenly, we begin to expect our parents’ disapproval and unfaithful lovers. We expect to fall short on achievement. Somewhere along the winding road, we might even expect the Earth, in all its vastness, to come imploding in on itself – in perfect alignment with the chaos we have to come to know as our existence. So, in spite of all the unfortunate happenstances that actually do occur, what separates the survivors from the thrivers? Intention.
Intention is about visualizing where to aim and never loosing sight of the goal, even if the target is missed. If every successful business person quit whenever things didn’t go as expected, there would be no successful businesses. If you ceased applying effort towards your goals in life every time something went wrong, although alive, it would be safe to say you would not have actually done much living.
Expectations are usually the glue that keep up stuck in unnecessarily painful situations. We expect everyone to agree with our opinion so we become enraged when they do not. We expect happiness will somehow find us when we buy something new or switch jobs. Or, we just just know our spouses will forever be true to us no matter what. This is not to say that we should not implement healthy boundaries and standards but the truth is that nothing is certain.
The older I get, the more the things I’ve always known to be true are debunked, the more I run into new opposing views and obstacles. What I have found is that regardless of my predictions and assumptions, life does not always match up. I learned the hard way that slow and steady does not always win the race and sometimes the apple falls very far from the tree – common and often true conceptions. And although sometimes initially jarring, instead of allowing these realizations to cause upset, I embrace them as new truths to inform the “how” of my intentions.
Hard times come and go just as much as the good times. It’s what you do with each moment that makes the difference. When we hold on to what we “expect”, we will find ourselves disappointed more times than not as life was never meant to be entirely predictable. Where’s the fun in that after all? The ebbs and flows of life are what make us who we are. We can learn a lot about ourselves based on how we handle each present moment as it comes without the stronghold of expectation but rather with the tides of intention. You just might surprise yourself and end up steering your experience down the seas of the unexpected of so much more than you could have ever imagined.