Well, as I went on my morning run today, I began thanking God (out loud) for my power. I realized while running, just how much power we hold. Especially women. We tend to give it all away. Especially in relationships. Not that I wasn’t aware of this ‘power’ before BUT for some reason, I had an AHA moment this morning. Love those.
I believe one of the ways to loose your power is through the ego. I must admit, it was something I battled with in the past and thank God for deliverance because I have come a long way- I tell ya.
I’m sitting here at my computer in this moment to tell you this; EVERYTHING is possible for you and if it’s not, than it’s just not apart of Gods will for your life. So if you’re sitting there crying over a job you didn’t get, that’s because it was NOT apart of Gods purpose for your life. Get over it and continue with your power.
I don’t think my father or mother ever had a dream for my life. I really can’t imagine they’d sit there wondering what I’d become or picture me in a particular career. The quicker I could get out of high school and into a job was the only wish I know they had. It was the same desire they verbalized for my older brother. But, I am sure that’s because they were too caught up with their own ‘stuff’ to care.
I always knew I would not turn out to be anything like what the world expected me to be. I knew I held too much power to end up that way. How did I know this? It was my ability to get back up and brush my shoulders off- each time I got hit with something that pretty much had the potential to kill me. This started at the age of five. I believed with all my heart that there was something bigger and greater for me. I had no idea what the timing looked like. But I held onto faith. Even as a young girl I had an idea of what ‘faith’ meant. Thanks to my avo (grandma).
The call on my life was obvious because of what I loved as a child. I use to sit my dolls down in a classroom type setting and teach them. But I wasn’t acting as an ordinary school teacher. I was counseling them. Telling them to hang in there. Asking them questions like, “who’s hurting you? You can tell me….” I would sit there and pretend that my dolls were answering back. I’d imagine them as little girls telling me their daddy was hurting them or that their friend was hurting their feelings. I would also dress them up by making skirts and dresses out of my step mother’s material in her sewing baskets. I was actually counseling and nurturing my love of fashion all at the same time. This started at a very young age. It was my escape from my real world. When I got a little older, in my teens, I would dream about being an author and writing books for abused girls. I’d often write in my diary about my desire to be a motivational writer- without really understanding what that meant. I only knew I wanted to help girls. All along, no one really knew ‘my story’ yet.
I encourage you today, to look deep within at the things that make your soul happy. What is it that brings you to life? Is it writing? Is it teaching? Is it volunteering? What hobbies did you enjoy as a young child? If you knew you’d be successful, what would you do without a question or a doubt? What are you good at? What is the one thing you do and barely look at the clock while doing it?
How do you discover that power?
Tell the truth about where you are RIGHT NOW!
Example ” I am fearful. I am scared. I do not feel worthy. I don’t believe in myself enough to do it” then say this out loud in front of a mirror, “BUT I AM EXCITED TO GIVE THIS MY ALL AND MOST IMPORTANTLY I AM EXCITED ABOUT MY TRANSFORMATION!!!! There is power inside of me that I need to share with the world!!!!”
Now, get READY, get SET…GOOOOO!