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Wednesday, September 22, 2021

true friendship is LIGHT

 I am currently wiping my eyes and blowing my nose from all the waterworks that just transpired. 

A friend that I thought was long gone, out of my life . . . not from a fall out, but more so from lives separating and going off on different journeys.


I was in pure shock when my phone rang today at 1:10pm CST. It was a video call, even more shocking. After the dry HI from my side, he began to speak his peace: 

I'M SORRY... 

In the midst of his moment of apology, I heard him, but I guess the shock of this moment only allowed for me to see his beautiful face, remembering who he's always been to me . . .  WARMTH, HONEST LOVE

. . . 

We all battle with who we are and who we're trying to impress. 

We all come to that place of distancing ourselves from those we didn't have the capacity for .  . . at that time. 

We all need TIME. 

We all need FORGIVENESS.

We all need SUPPORT.

We all need LOVE. 


My friend . . . 

the one I cut off because I was in battle . . . with my own feelings and personal life struggles. 

My friend . . . 

IS 

MY FRIEND, not because he apologized for the time that passed from our last encounter nor the on and off relationship, we've had for the past 5 years . . . 

but HE IS MY FRIEND because he forgave me, he held space for me, he cherished our past time together and shared: 

I AM LIGHT.

I brought him light. "You're teaching is so spiritual./You are in me when I dance."


He is my friend because he saw my flaws, knows my struggles, understands the battle . . . 

BUT 

chooses to see MY LIGHT! 



Who chooses to see your light?

~ deeply out ❤


…inspired by Xavier Velasquez (XEO) 



Saturday, September 18, 2021

HOW?

How do you keep yourself going, when you've failed so many times? 

How do you tell yourself you're capable when everyone tells you you're . . . 'not a good fit.' 

How do you believe in your worth, when your worth hasn't proven to be worthy? 

How do you start over in a place where you know you shouldn't be? 

How do you ask and receive no answers? 

How do you fight for yourself, but end up alone? 

How do you manage to keep a smile on your face when all you want to do is cry? 

How do you believe in yourself, in the midst of heartache? 

How do you continue to wish for things that have never happened? 

How do you prove 'them' wrong, when you haven't done the right things? 

How do you persevere when you're tired of the hustle?

How do you love when you feel unloved? 

How do you live, when you feel like you're dying . . . inside? 

How do you wake up and tell yourself you'll make it? 

How do you hit rock bottom, then rise again? 

How do you tell yourself that you're good enough when others don't think you are?
 
How do you know what to do, when you don't know what to do? 

How?





 Can you answer any of these questions for me? 

  ~deeply out ❤

Wednesday, September 8, 2021

things CHANGED . . .

". . . to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference." 



I remember when we last sat down face to face; we met up at a bar. We talked about the challenges I faced in LA; you were my family.

I remember when you took my classes and how much fun I had with you. I watched a video the other day; you were my bluebird

I remember when I created, like really created .  . . not giving a fuck about anyone else, just wanting to share this bomb ass choreo with my classes.

I remember when we reconnected last year and my heart mended itself. I had hope. Then you gave me a job and a role and it made me feel important. You watched the things that I did and we joked via iPhone. I remembered when you trusted me; I remember when you believed in my teaching. 

I remember when I slept at your house (your mom's house) all the way out south and I watched you get up in the morning and work on your craft. I was so inspired. I remember when you taught me about music and how you moved with calculation, very strong in your beliefs as an artist, as a vegan, as a Muslim.

I remember when you would heat up your tea 'a hundred times'  the warmth I felt when you would hug me . . . 

I remember that you would call me on my birthday each year .  . . 

I remember our check-ins . . . you believed in me as a teacher. 

I remember when I first met you; I instantly fell in love.

I remember when you cried when I went off to college. 

I remember when you were valedictorian and I was there for your graduation. 

I remember when we sat in the park that night and you cried because you were scared. I remember when you told me that you loved me.

I remember when they would come to my classes every week when I built a strong following . . . when I had respect in my community. I remember when they liked me.

I remember when you made me feel safe.

I remember . . . 

. . . 
These are moments & people from parts of my life, that I remember and I could probably list a ton more . . . 

The things we remember, the things that stand out in our minds. Why is that? Why do we remember some things and forget others. Why do these moments make us happy, but also make us sad? Why did things have to change? We ask ourselves how did I change? When did I change? 

Then . . . you sit in silence and breathe through the pain, those relationships that are presently gone. You wanna go back 10 years and redo those relationships, but... you also wonder if they think of you. 

What life shows us over and over again is that things CHANGE and there is nothing we can do about it. Everyone makes their own decisions. Everyone has and is experiencing life in ways we're not privy to. Everyone fights their own battles. Everyone you meet IS for a reason? Everything happens for a reason???

Unfortunately, we are less likely to find those answers. . . 

Things CHANGED, so what now? How do you move forward and cherish the good times?

Here's my only suggestion:

with TEARS, REFLECTION & ACCEPTANCE
HEALING the things that have CHANGED is all a process . . .  


 

Sunday, August 29, 2021

SIT WITH IT


 I never understood why people gave up on their passions. Why people stopped posting, stopped showing up . . . when they said: 'I haven't (fill in the blank) in years!' 

As a teacher, I would kinda dismiss those comments and feelings, say that it didn't matter how long it's been. My classes required a lot. I expected a lot. I was living in my own bubble for a while. SMH I just went day to day, project to project, rehearsal to rehearsal, creating in my small bedrooms, and then excited to share with my students. However . . . 

In the space that I'm currently in, I've truly realized how people could fade away, how people could remove themselves from their community, how people could start to live different lives entirely. Saying to yourself. . . 

I used to be someone . . . important.

When life becomes unbearable and shifts in ways that you never imagined, you feel yourself fighting everyone and everything, more importantly, fighting for yourself . . . alone.  You become stuck. You grow distant. You cut people off because you feel triggered or threatened in thinking they aren't for you, you're overly conscious of your own safety. You start to lose yourself, despite "friends" and supporters telling you how much you changed their life, despite how they tell you that - you have a purpose, despite trying to convince yourself that you do have a purpose; Despite...

other             people's          faith        in        you

...

I now know that your past or current traumas can heavily influence the path you're on. And as much as you know that you should be more productive, sometimes you just can't. 

Even with experiencing FOMO, you become numb in believing in your own value, in understanding what to do in this moment. Fear of moving forward, understanding your invisibility. Asking yourself if your voice really matters. ???

Its also the decision if you should be visible elsewhere . . . social media and amongst the community you grew up in. Pretty much hiding away in plain sight, but really physically hiding away. 

To all those people I dismissed when they said: I haven't done (fill in the blank) in years . . . Forgive me, I now understand. 

...

The quote below resonated with me the other day and I'd like to share it with you:

"Grief wasn't done with me. . . You gotta take time to feel it all. Don't let it chase you. Sit with it. Listen to it. Respect it. It's the only way to survive it." ~ Remy: Queen Sugar, S1

#sitwithit

~deeply out ❤




Thursday, August 19, 2021

NOSTALGIA

I often wonder what headspace I was in when I created different pieces.

Why did I make those choices?

Who or what was inspiring me to be and to dance at my highest level?


Then...

the question becomes, how did I lose these things?

What was the change'?

When did it happen?

Why did it happen?


Is it still possible that - that person is still within me?

Or am I supposed to accept the fact that I'm older and I just don't move like that anymore? Not from a physicality standpoint, but from a "who's body was I in?" I didn't know that I could even move like that.


So where is this all coming from?

NOSTALGIA (sounds like a stylish social influencer lol)


Yup! I did the thing that you're not supposed to do. 

Look backward.

But I did. 

so sorry :(

And what pray tell happened? There was an awwwww, but there was also a WHOA! Damn you were good!


Then, I got into my head and asked more questions . . . 

Did I leave LA too soon? Could all the negative experiences I'm currently going thru and have been through in the past few years, been avoided if I just fought it out a little bit longer. If I just stayed and had fun in the sun and allowed the warm weather and conscious hikes to change me? (Because the sun makes us happy right?) Warm weather makes us less cranky, esp when it's that nice warm weather, with the cool breeze and you're not sweating through your fit. 

This question comes up again . . . Are we supposed to go back? I asked this in a previous entry. Is my life more together than it was back then? Or should I go back? 

Why?

Because judging from those videos, I was for damn sure, slimmer, highly creative and put out lots of work, more than I'm doing right now.

So what is this entry about?

NOSTALGIA, our longing and affection for the pastthe many questions that come along with it. 

How do you handle NOSTALGIA?

Well . . . I think it's best to ask yourself certain questions, to find out more about who you are. And looking back at times isn't always so bad. 

Take those good memories, inspiring memories, and just SMILE for a moment. 

~deeply out ❤

· · ·

Heres's some Joy Oladokun Music for you to get through some nostalgia :)













Here's your MIDDAY MEDICINE! :)

If you need a midday pick up, Joy Oladokun is the person who will help you! 

This album is pure medicine for your soul!


 
~

~ deeply ❤

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

“THE GIFT OF LONG SUFFERING”

TODAY'S INSPO

words by Denzel Washington…

You hang around the barbershop long enough, sooner or later, you will get a haircut. You will catch a break!

  • Reggie Jackson struck out 26,000 times, the most in baseball career
  • Thomas Edison = 1,000 failed experiments before the lightbulb


Do you have the guts to fail? 


Don’t confuse movement with progress


Some of you have the gift of long suffering - what are you going to do with what you have? 


< ASPIRE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE >


~ deeply out 


suggestion = start vid 12:15





Sunday, August 15, 2021

TRUE CHANGE is a false!

Do we really change?

Do people realllllllly change?

···

We all want to say YES, but if we're speaking about someone else . . . It's an immediate answer: NO

Esp if it's something that we don't agree with or something that made us mad or hurt our feelings. 

BUT when we reflect that question back to ourselves . . . the answer is of course

Y E S 

And we want EVERYBODY and dey mama to know that WE HAVE CHANGED.

We don't post as often on social media or disable our pages for a while . . . to make people miss us (or at least HOPE that they do) 

You'll take your account off PRIVATE (IF you did that, like me) OR come back with a vengence! NEW LOOK. NEW VID. NEW BODY. NEW FRIENDS (not really "friends" yet, but its some people that you met on a random day and just chat it up with . . . ) You know we all low key want to make people jealous (our haters) or the friend we haven't talked to in a while. 

BUT! 

DON'T FORGET . . . change is A p r o c e s s! 

We alllll know that, BUT when we think others haven't changed . . . we're always trying to prove that we did (you and I). You got a new place? You gon tell people you never talk to. Just furnished that place? Oh hell yes! "They" need to know YOU GOT MONEY coming in! Right?

All these scenarios are falsity false false!


Did they really change? Don't ask them or test them. Watch them and experience them. 

Did YOU really change? NO. 

Why do I say that?

Because most times . . . that urge to show off our "change" or go silent for a while  . . . turns out to be something much much deeper. 

I will use myself for example . . .

my "going black" or disabling my accounts is usually because I'm "going thru it ya'll!" lol

Trying to figure this life shit out! 

Wondering why I made the mistakes that I made. 

A career dilemma

Etc. 

So what I'm saying is: Yes, Change is a process! BUT Self Care and Insecurity is involved in that process of change. Let's start with Insecurity . . . we all have it! However, roll with me for a min . . . 

That Insecurity can come from a lack of Self Care

So think about how much Self Care is a priority in your life and let's (me as well) nic pic to find out where that insecurity stems from and HOW to give Self Care to that area in particular! 

I'm with you on this journey, so let's (you and I) find the type of Self Care that contributes to our CHANGE

~ deeply out ❤











photo cred: Kayden Nunziato

movers: dionna & Jada 


orginally written 7/30/21, 4pm

Saturday, August 14, 2021

IT'S PAST TENSE

Maybe we aren't supposed to go back. 

Back to that city. 

Back to that family member (s).

Back to that friendship.

Back to that relationship.  


Why do I say that?

Because . . . 

If the moment you try to change it or welcome a new moment into the mix . . . you start to feel sad - Intensely upset or like you made another bad life decision! They're still not hearing you, truly understanding why they've made... or rather, you've allowed yourself to feel this way! again!

then, 

m   a   y   b   e 

the right decision was the first one

not the one you'd hoped for

not the result you wanted

nor 'the happy ending, running off in the sunset together' . . . 

telling yourself 

"this time will be different."

I've evolved. They've evolved. 

Things are surprisingly good right now . . . 


Exactly! 

That was "right now" . . . that lovey-dovey, "I haven't seen you in over a year, I missed you" moments. 


And we all know that moments are fleeting. Moments are just that . . . #moments 

As in. . . we had a moment. past tense. 


It's never "we're havING a great moment." Because when you're in it, you're in it. You're in the present.


The next day or within a few hours . . . 

you remember the moment you haD. past tense. 


So what am I trying to say?

What am I actually saying?


Answer these questions for me . . . 

Did you ever go back?

to that relationship?

to that friendship? 

to that city? 

And if so, what happenED?!?!

past tense. 


~ deeply out ❤











photo cred: esp by mike, model: Coco Watts 

THE SEMBLANCE OF IMPORTANCE

My best friend said this to me, the other day . . .

···

"You don't miss him. You miss the semblance of importance."

 Hmmmm Think about it. 


That person (he) made me feel important. 

He made me feel valued. He made me attach my worth to his . . . his community. He made me feel forgiven and accepted. He made me feel a part of a team. He made me. . . 

But

No one can "make you" right? We allow.

What's interesting is how we allow ourselves to be swept away by people who didn't give a fuck about us before we reconnected or moved back to that city. Our talents just became seen again. Did we matter before? Were we respected before? 

Did we have worth before?

The answer is: YES! 


He didn't make me feel important. I AM IMPORTANT. I just allowed him to be my validation. 

Isn't that what we do. We allow, in order to feel validated, in order to feel . . . 

It builds our self-esteem. It gives us respect on another level. We become seen. 

Yet,

We've always been that strong, talented, purposeful being. We just lost it - that part of ourselves. 

This is being honest with ourselves...We matter, 

BUT 

When he said we didn't or showed that we didn't. We were blocked . . . 

We lost ourselves. 

We believed in our inadequacy. 

We followed that narrative. 

Why? We lost ourselves because of that semblance of importance.

We have to get our power back. We have to say to ourselves . . . 


I HAVE VALUE. I AM IMPORTANT. 









~ deeply out ❤

Friday, August 13, 2021

CHAKRAS: "What do you do, when your energy feels off-kilter?"


As of late . . . I've been highly interested and engaged with incense, crystals, meditation, essential oils, and spiritual anointing. So, I wanted to share this article I found with you. Please enjoy the #INSIGHT 

Essential Oils and Chakras: Balance and Heal 

https://www.healthline.com/health/essential-oils-for-chakras 

And while you're reading that, I think I'll get back to my spiritual practice :)

~ deeply out ❤








Thursday, August 12, 2021

dance TRAUMA . . . how do we (me) (POC) begin to heal?

One situation can completely change your life! 

· · ·

Others don't see your situation like you do. Many tell you to just move on . . . "you don't need him. you don't need them. You can find something else." 

"It's time to let go."

Letting go and moving on is a process . . . especially when you've experienced trauma. 

Now, ***trauma comes in many forms: 

  • Acute - single stressful or a dangerous event
  • Chronic - repeated or prolonged exposure 
  • Complex - exposure to multiple traumatic events 
The one that I would like to bring awareness to is Acute: Psychological Trauma. ***"When bad things happen, it can take a while to get over the pain and feel safe again/ Psychological trauma can leave you struggling with upsetting emotions, memories, and anxiety that won't go away. It can also leave you feeling numb, disconnected, and unable to trust other people."

When something is humiliating or deeply disappointing . . . if someone is being deliberately cruel . . . this can have more of an effect on your psyche, than people may think. 


And in this case, my case. It became white vs black.

As artists, we learn how to put our feelings on the dance floor, how to escape our reality through dance, how to ignore our feelings, not talk about them or share them because it makes us look weak . . . it's unprofessional, it makes us appear sad, a Debbie Downer, we begin to ruin our reputation. When in actuality, as artists, we have all been through some distressing events, some disappointing events that have changed us, unconsciously inspired us, made us dance even harder, made us work on our bodies with intense intention, cause us to move to another state .  . . whether it be rejection from an audition, rejection from our peers, becoming isolated because the pressure to keep dancing and updating our social media pages,  gain followers and the need for outside validation; Validation is what makes us feel that our work is accepted, that our work is valued, that who we are is ok. When in all actuality, past trauma causes our insecurities to come to the forefront. We never heal from our past trauma enough to really stand in our truth and maneuver in a way that is authentic. We are conditioned to forget our own feelings, prove people wrong by saying "f*** it," cutting them off or just putting up the next video of our choreography or how we smashed someone else's class. 

But deep inside . . . we are all hurting & unhealed by some form of trauma.

What I experienced recently were these ***emotional and psychological symptoms: 
  • shock, denial, disbelief
  • difficulty concentrating
  • anger, irritability, mood swings
  • anxiety and fear
  • guilt, harm, self-blame
  • withdrawing from others
  • feeling sad and hopeless
  • feeling disconnected and numb
And these ***physical symptoms:
  • Insomnia 
  • Fatigue
  • racing heartbeat
  • edginess and agitation
  • muscle tension
For the past 4 months, these are the symptoms that I've been experiencing; Lots of anxiety and self-blame. Being un-willfully let go from a job that I really cared about and parts of it that brought me pure joy: teaching, I've shut down. I've allowed for another white entity, institution, company, to take away my power. And this is what unfortunately happens in the dance world. As black women, we are always seen as negative or "not like them." Our talents, our strengths, our value is used for the time needed, but once we stand our ground and speak up for ourselves . . . we are immediately dismissed. White fragility and or Masaginy comes into play; there is a true unwillingness and lack of understanding. Is there even an implementation of doing the work? They just want things to be easy for them. 

Feeling devalued and hurt is an understatement for me. 

The ones in power get rid of us, toss us to the side, try to taint our names because of their lack of humility; their actions are only performative, in a general sense. And the ones who are passive and subservient, are welcomed and safe to be who they are. The stronger you are as a black woman, the more disliked you become. So what happens . . . you begin to sit in your pain because the psychological trauma that was caused, eats away at you, while the white community continues to thrive without consciously showcasing accountability. 
· · ·

For the first time in my life, I felt empowered (& scared) to speak up in my community. I wrote an Open Letter and beforehand, I tried to reach out to peers, other teachers, dancers . . . to share my story, hear their stories . . .  BUT, it was met with silence, an unwillingness, unawareness, and the inability/desire to act. 

White institutions/entities/companies fail to see their effect on us: the microaggressions, the manipulation, the false accusations, their condescending behavior, their judgment, their inability to help us feel safe. And all of this is on top of what our lives have been like in this country, plus in our own homes. Most will act like they care, but they do not care. 

Why?
As minorities . . . we have to be silent. We have to silence our voices. We have to not "burn bridges." We have to just let go and move on. We have to be like themWe are conditioned to be obedient, not to make good trouble.

Why?
We lose our opportunities. 

In a small way, Integrity is lost, while being submissive becomes thee answer.

I loss support in my community when I spoke up and when I decided to protect my own space; I've lost how to trust people. 

I was treated unfairly at various dance entities, and the psychological trauma that I've endured has changed me not only as a person but also as an artist. I haven't healed yet.

My hope is for these entities and others like, to begin to do the work! Understand the harm that they cause and are causing/teaching their community. To begin to treat everyone with respect and transparency. To not dismiss and ignore us. To truly hold themselves accountable

Unfortunately for us (POC), we never get the apologies that we deserve. There needs to be yet another conversation . . . 

~ deeply

***Source: HelpGuide.org -  Lawrence Robinson Melinda Smith M.A., Jeanne Segal, Ph.D. 




Monday, June 28, 2021

TRANSITION

my takeaways . . . 


quotes by Pastor Touré Roberts

Protocals of Transition

  • You gotta let what's dead be dead .  . . agree with the killing
  • Be dead to it because it's dead to you
  • You also have to move, you gotta keep movin - 
  • Move towards what's next. Things that belong to you that can only be activated when you step on it . . . in the direction of your movement. Go get them. 
  • There is always danger in transition
 

You have to disqualify people in your transition season. 
Sometimes you have to reject the wisdom of the lovers (blinded by their love)
"you love me too much to speak into my life accurately"
Sometimes you savor limited perspective. 

  • Sensitive in your spirit
  • You will always have enemies who want to fight
(5/5/21)

deeply out ❤

Sunday, June 27, 2021

It's about POWER . . .

I never thought that sharing my story would take so much out of me and from me. Meaning . . . sleepness nights to obsessive thoughts to loads of anxiety to guilt, to feeling supported to feeling unsupported to losing my community to feeling empowered, wanting to make a difference...not just for me, but to be A leader for others with "unheard voices."

Many think I'm a bitch, highly emotional, super confrontational, negative energy, DRAMA, the list goes on . . . and yes, I am all of those things, BUT these traits are NOT all that I am. I am a leader, an educator. . . I like to joke around, I'm supportive, I'm empathic, I love hard, and I care. Yes, I exist in/from my past unhealed trauma;  I've worked and maintained my life independently for most of my life, having to pretty much rely solely on myself, learn from the mistakes I made along the way (like most), maneuver in a space where my past experiences in dance + my anger for my family has been triggered by those (friends) who have tried to be in my life. I don't deny my 'not so good attributes,' but I am human, always learning/reflecting and writing. 

Back to this entry . . . can a black woman really 'call out' the mistreatment of a successful white man, trying to hold him and his team accountable? Yes and No. He and his team will ignore her, treat her as though she is nothing, never did anything to contribute; she becomes labeled and ostracized. Without true support from her allies... the zeal I have in this so called fight, I do alone. And when I say alone, I don't mean without my best friend or without those who have shared their empathy, I'm stating in the context of allllllllllllll the peeps who think and also tell me that "it's time to move on and let it go." Yes, I do agree, but I also feel that I have a PURPOSE that I was gifted. Many would say, as well as myself that my purpose is and has always been teaching, but I see my purpose being much more than inspiring dancers within the classroom. I, now see my PURPOSE in fighting 'this' fight alone and showing people that it's OK to not conform, to be the Bitch that people think I am IF I am consciously trying to "get justice." Again, sharing my story was never about 'gossiping,' as one person shared with me or 'my bitterness of a friendship' ending . . . I wrote a letter stating FACTS. A letter that took me 2 months to write, 6 edits, lots of tears, a panic attack, feelings of loss (in so many capacities), and caused me to spiral into a deep depression. 

I have always been honest with my shit! I may not have manunered like others have or would, but that doesn't negate the fact that there is a lack in validity in my story. Some chose to read it, others did not, but some wanted to not 'bite the hand that fed them,' a successful white man, within their community. And there lies that problem. As artists, we exist in worlds where it is a 'faux pas,' to speak up. I wrote this on my facebook recently "Those in power stay protected, by those too afraid to go against the grain." Definitely as black people . . . we "know our place," as people in an industry that 'saving face' aka being cordial and fake at times, is the norm . . . most choose this road, to not ruffle any feathers, regardless of how they are feeling. Most, do not want to get in "good trouble." 

I guess . . . I'm that person. 

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You may think it doesn't still pain me to call out someone who used to be A friend? Hell yes it does! I miss the community that once accepted me, the students I inspired within that community, the genuine people I met . . .  But the choice to ignore me and dismiss me speaks more about this white man's character than mine. Did he notice truth in my story, did he not want to deal with it, did he ONLY want to stay in POWER??? I think yes to the questions laid out. It's about a white man in power. Showcasing accountability would show people: he was human and that he makes mistakes TOO and that . . . no white man wants to admit to his community . . . nor in the world, we live in. 

Think about it.

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If you don't follow . . . here's the story  I'm referring to. 


deeply out ❤



Wednesday, May 5, 2021

. . . for a reason



 

Tragedy from heartbreak.

 

More so, the heartbreak that inspires creativity.

 

The sucky thing about this is . . . Why do we have to go through something in order for us to become our most creative selves? Why does it come down to the point where you're in the midst of tragedy? 


Speaking for myself. . . I can write more. I can journal more. I can create pieces, dance pieces that are worth acknowledging . . . why do I feel like the tragedy that I have, the feeling of heartbreak that I feel. . . "Is for a reason?"

 

Yes, everything happens for a reason. We've heard that cliche time and time over and over again. But maybe it is though.


It's hard to really accept that. Everything happens for reason, but when you're in the midst of that reason, it's hard to accept - That reason. Why did that happen to me? Why did that have to happen? Why did it go so far? Why? Why? Why? Why, why, why am I not OK yet? Why are THEY ok? Why am I in this place . . . God? (for my believers)

 

I did my best. I tried my best. I tried my hardest. I received the positivity. I worked hard at it. I never thought that I would experience the place that I'm in right now. But my writing has gotten stronger. 


Maybe it was a story I needed to tell . . .


And in order to tell that story, I needed to go through everything that has happened for a reason.

 

Monday, May 3, 2021

the B in the A


The beauty in the ashes...

...such an interesting phrase 

it’s twofold: we all know what beauty is 

we can walk down the street and just see some flowers blooming, the sun is shining people are outside sitting in the park, everybody just living their lives and feeling good about themselves 

then you know what the ashes are 

the ashes are  those dark moments, those dirty moments, those moments that you don’t wanna show people 

BUT what’s great about this phrase is that beauty in the ashes to me means that you are able to take a negative situation and turn it into a positive situation

as hard as it is to change your focus into believing yourself again and not think that you have failed but knowing that 

"No, this happened for a reason" 

what's hard is. . . understanding what that reason is for you

- to focus on yourself 

- your self-care 

- focus on your own business

- not give your talents away 

- to see where your anger is coming from 

- to see how passionate you 

- to inspire other people to speak up for themselves 

- to acknowledge that you didn’t make all the right decisions 

- to hold your own self accountable on some shit 

there is beauty in there

Beauty in the ashes such a beautiful phrase


4/18/21

6:28pm

Sunday, May 2, 2021

grace

“The worst betrayal is the betrayal to yourself”

“Grace is when you can put your hand on that person for just a min...an energy goes through you and calms them down” 

“Grace is a power that comes in to change a moment to something better.”

“I hold myself accountable” 




4/13/21

12:35am

Sunday, March 14, 2021

what CHAPTER are you in?

 BACK IN CHICAGO: 

This is technically CHAPTER 9 😮😳🤯🧐

As I looked back at my physical moves (location wise). I must say...

THIS Chapter is just as/probably more challenging than residing in PA, LA, & NY combined. THIS chapter is about “endings,” accepting change, & most definitely understanding relationships (of all forms - past & present). 

It’s like life is preparing me for this new pivotal age (coming to fruition December 2021). What I haven’t been prepared for is...my drastic health changes & the loneliness. 

THIS chapter = reDefining myself/searching for my place in the world. 

All this to say...WHAT CHAPTER ARE YOU IN? 

#moveDIPR 

~deeply out 🖤




the break in we

(written 3/4/21)


To grow apart is a growing edge 

A growing edge, I don’t wanna start 

The start of end 

The length in start 


The art that came 

The tears grew pain 

The pain grew scars 

The scars not healed

The healing’s now 


The art of thou...


Thou are not that

That one you shun


Thou are not that 

Thou are not 


That 

——-

What is it called when art comes from pain? When words just flow...

movement flows...


Your brain being programmed for pain? A previous once told me this, some years back. My combat was...I joke around all the time, I laugh all the time. I just can’t create when I’m happy. 


I’d rather go out an live life when I’m happy. 

——

He IS my inspiration, my motivation in frustration 

——

You can’t force something that the universe wants you to let go~


~deeply out 🖤

Saturday, January 16, 2021

GROWTH is . . .

. . . when you can say: I'm not like them & that's ok. 

. . . when you can acknowledge that you fffd up in the past & still believe that you are more than your last mistake.

. . . when you can set aside time in your day to reconnect, to honor your spirit, your worth, and just breathe.

. . . when you can look at an enemy's name, mourn the past & have no lingering thoughts. You breathe again.

. . . when you can legit catch yourself when the 'old you' begins to service.

. . . when you can see the good in everyone, even when they don't see it in you.

. . . when you can begin receiving the good, the paise & know that you ARE valuable.

. . . when you have nothing to prove, but you continue learning & continue supporting.

. . . when you can decide who you WANT to support, not who you think you should.

. . . when being an outsider is your strength because you have created your own lane.

. . . when you are now more aware of what being alone is for and why it has been so important to your journey.

. . . when the person you are the most connected with comes back! - They see you and they hear you now - after any BS you've been through together.

. . . when you choose to not be linked to a certain individual, just because everyone else is.

. . . when you've reached the "age of no return" and have finally decided that your emotions are valid and your choices are your own. FUCK the ones who never gave you a chance, gave you the time, nor wanted to engage in adult conversation.

. . . when (if you're like me), you understand that Family isn't always your blood. You can create your own family >>> FRIENDS. (& the fewer the better lol)

. . . when you finally receive a role that you are confident that you can take on and you are doing a great job at it.

. . . when you can have a role that gives you much access, but you're choosing to not be shady and merely do your job. 

. . . when those you look up to, trust YOU. 

. . . when you can say what you mean, mean what you say and honor your word. 

. . . when NO amount of hate, dislike, or "she's so negative" can keep you from being an artist and sharing your ART

. . . when you can say to yourself, there's nothing more I can do with that person or relationship, it is what it is. 

. . . when you can say: I know I did nothing wrong. I will no longer blame myself. (for that particular situation)

. . . when you can continuously and apologetically take accountability. 

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GROWTH is a process. Growth will continue to be a process. And I myself, I'm not completely healed yet, but I'm working on it - I am allowing for growth to happen. 

Pops of the past may come up, but I'm trying to stay present and find forgiveness for myself. <<< this is GROWTH. 


~ deeply out ❤


photo credit: The Female Lead