The Importance of Doing You

We all need to find that thing that sets us on a passionate fire to be. That thing for me can come from anywhere sometimes. Meeting peculiar people, a silent snow fall, an old journal/blog entry. A certain group of people. Today, that something was a simple beat and melody. I feel so free, because my soul knows and understands and sees what I have been through. Things did not go as I perfectly wished, but I am through it. Praise God. What we need to understand is that we have to silence those around us (and even our minds) from stopping us from what our heart truly is. (I personally am still discovering how to gently silence those that have good intentions of loving me, but unfortunately are negative spirits in my life.) To not let chains bind us, but to accept ourselves for who we really are, including our potential. I'm just so happy and relieved to be where I am today. I am not perfect, but man... life is good and I only want to get better. I think I have basically come to a place of acceptance and love of myself. So take some time to do something that is loving and encouraging for your spirit... listen to soothing music. Kiss your man. Do something that reminds you that life is good today. Do you...

A new language

Praying for a new language as I approach a new phase in life. This phase has been in the making for a while, and I feel it may have only begun. Our language is a manifestation of what is going on within, and yet what is going on within is also a manifestation of what our language is. I have a desire to truly walk in positivity and no longer the negativity that dragged me down for so long. This will bring forth a new language. I want this language to embody inclusivity of all aspects of me, never neglecting even the smallest of things. No Christianese but hopefully critical and and insightful language that is concrete and inviting. A language of not what has happened, but a language of openness and reconciliation. An overarching and embracive language. A kind language. A real net language. I am excited and I can't wait to see this come through.

Never too late for a fresh start

It is never too late for a fresh start. A new beginning. I believe in that profound statement. It's all about balance, patience, and perseverance.

New Beginnings

Wow! I am starting a new phase in life. This is what I have been working for in the past couple of years. It has taken me a while to truly grasp my dreams and here I am. All my life it has been difficult following my own dreams. Since I was a child I believed a lie that I had to be perfect and please others. Although it is a good thing to honor others, honoring others has nothing to neglecting myself as I try to be someone else to please others. This habit ate at myself, often leaving me doubtful, unhappy, confused, and depressed. However, throughout my life something that has truly released me from those troubling feelings is art. Art embraced me and accepted me as I am. This something that released me from my doubt, depression, and perfectionism is the medium of art. In art, you don't have to preach to the choir about a specific school of thought, a theology, a whatever. In fact, I don't necessarily mind doing all of those things (because everything has a certain philosophy), I just loathe not doing it in my own language, my own way. Doing that makes me forget my own unique language and vernacular. My own thought process. It stunts my personal development, almost like it is enslaving me to a new way of life. Usually when this happens, those old habits reappear. I then begin to focus on how I don't have it all together and how "perfect" I need to become. Anyway, art has its foundation on specific schools of thought. It works on top of it, and does not bind anyone to doing things a specific way. In fact it encourages creativity to work in, outside, and between the lines of rules, traditions, thoughts, etc. Most of all, it encourages centuries of history and personal development. Aside the whole "encouraging personal growth," art has been where I can truly shine and learn about myself. My mistakes, flaws, and everything become my perfections. My weaknesses become my strengths. I love art because there is no such thing as being perfect, except for being true to yourself. This is a scary phase in life because I have never embraced my dreams of doing what I love and truly enjoy (except for when I accepted Christ into my life). I have decided to do this for myself because I do not want to live with regrets. I want to embrace myself and truly be happy. I believe when I first accepted Christ into my life, he has been teaching me to let go of learned habits... of how I can honor others and myself. Wish me luck!

A Woman

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Moving On

The Lord Is Near

John 10:7-10

Ephesians 1:3-6

John 4:23-24

Philippians 4:4-9