Quiet.

Quiet is my safe space. I get quiet, and my whole world changes. It’s wisdom for my soul.

I’ve learned over the years that quiet is not just a way of being. It’s a healthy place. A place where growth happens. A place where the world stops and all its ‘chaotic-ness’.

Quiet is a place of security. Where I become my best friend.

Quiet is where I practice self-love.

Quiet is hope for my future.

Quiet is a soft, soft, song. And sometimes without words.

Sometimes I go to this place knowing it will free me and rejuvenate me.

Other times it’s when I lack courage and need to nurture and feed myself only ‘good words’.

And then there are times when Quiet helps me rest. Long for myself and my identity , again. To remember who I am, ‘Whose‘ I am, … and where I belong that’s safe and calm.

Yeah, quiet is my best friend.

It’s a concrete and completely divine way of remembering

That I am special.

Ase’ .

Thank you, Quiet.

South Africa.

South Africa was a really fun place to be. Smiles everywhere… from the people and not just small smirks or blushes but bright, shining smiles that were pure joy!

For faces light up after years of oppression, death and sadness showed me that people were really blessed find a secret joy that made them feel alive and free. I would think after years of the suppression and oppression, that people would have loads of residue that would still exist- ten years after apartheid.

And they did.. there were several signs of poverty and the shantytowns I saw that were built from tin and had several holes in them that kept out light, but not the cold.

Yet these smiling faces never kept showing up .. they were inspiring, hopeful and helpful. Even to me, when I was going through an imminent divorce. I cam truly say,  the  people in this  place inspired, rejuvenated, and  sparked my joy, once  again.

Thanks, South Africa.

Feelings.

If someone asked you how you felt, would you be able to tell them?

Feelings can be hard to pinpoint sometimes.

Someone close to me asked me the other day how was I feeling and I really didn’t have words.

This is a good chart to use when you’re lost with your feelings. Knowing how you feel can help to have perspective on life matters when you don’t know where you stand on a matter.

For instance, if you’re confused, you may need to process with a friend or counselor those feelings before you share them with anyone else, and get clarity.

If you’re sad,… do you know why? What can you do about your sadness? Do you need a day off from work? Do you need to have a break?

Are you exhausted?

What needs to change?

Do you need some perspective on life balance what it means to have it?

When you have perspective, you make better decisions, you feel empowered and more confident in life.

When you can’t identify your feelings you find negative and adverse ways of coping, you shore up your hurts, have major misunderstandings, because you fail to communicate them, and you often feel insecure and falter.

Choose to feel, today.

Take control of your life, risk feeling vulnerable and be in control of your emotional life. You’re so worth it.

What’s the Difference Between Motivation and Inspiration ?

How can you tell when you have been motivated and then.. inspired?

I did an exercise today and noted a few things that motivated me; first, then I asked myself what about those five things caused me to be INSPIRED??

  • children
  •  families
  •  hope
  • creativity
  • love

 What INSPIRES ME about the FIVE SUBJECTS – Is that children being successful, …achieving; children who grow up to be adults and they break generational curses! Children who decide they will live better, stronger lives than those before them.

 Families nurturing one another; families with high esteem; families that make other families by examples
Hope – hope giving; hope in culture hope for  another 100 years by the lives we led before them. hope by example , courageous hope , inspirational hope that lasts inspires creativity.

And creativity inspires ME.  It helps me laugh, helps me to trust myself on another level. It helps me  stand  with my head held high; and it helps me stand with pride and look back on my culture with love and high esteem.

I just came back from The National African American Museum in Washington, DC and BOY was I inspired! So proud of the gift in storytellers and historians and curators…because to tell stories, and share stories of empowerment and to inform and tell history… what a leah at they have left for several African American people. To know the truth and allow it to make you free..wow because where would we be without it!

The National Mall in Washington, DC

Oh and here is what inspires me about LOVE…

Love inspires me how it GIVES ME JOY; 

Love helps me feel whole.

 Love help me treat other unconditionally 

Sunshine Mixed with a Little Hurricane.

So tonight I just sat in silence.

Well …actually , I listened my spirit- and then I found myself some place where I was ‘supposed to be’ after work, and ended up at a special solemn event . And I pondered on how precious life is, and how if the same event happened to me, what would I want someone to do.

And that was just showing up. Showing up, that’s all.

It turned out to be a special day, because the things I had planned, yet I didn’t really do . I just let my spirit guide me. I listened within, and )with the exception of the french fries I ordered & that I didn’t need), I’d say I was alright . In the pensiveness , I thought about connecting with family… and I did . God knows I don’t do this enough. Yet, it’s pretty special when I do.

I’ve decided I enjoy connecting with people much more than I knew. I am usually very selfish with my time.

I am not certain I like that. I found out today that ‘missing connection’ is just not the way to live. And that I need to be more intentional about it. After it’s not about me.

What isn’t ?

Life. Circumstance. Connection.

So at the top of the morning I do some form of meditation and/or yoga. Then I listen to worship on the way to work, & I am pumped up, feel a bit lighter , and I settle on a work. Life is pretty eventful after that. It’s like a strong wind blowing… consistently ..and then by the time I am off it’s 4:30 & it’s time to get off. I got this title from the fact that one of ‘lil stickers’ followed me to work one day and it’s still there on my computer frame. . It said “sunshine mixed with a little hurricane.” (Describes my job to a T.) It was on my pants pocket and my boss pointed it out to me: saying: “ Jenn, you have a sticker or something on your pants.” I said :”Oh! Thanks… thought about it, and where it might have come from, & she asked : which one are you? “The sunshine or the hurricane?” Without a beat, I said : “Sunshine all the way, baby!” and everyone laughed.

This wasn’t a coincidence . I have to be sunshine on the job circuit because it can be that stressful sometimes we must find out how to connect ‘authentically’.

I thought about being sunshine. And I noticed I woke up following the sun to work today . Check out this pic! I guess if the shoe fits, wear it, right?

I guess where you’ll find me is following my intuition and forever observing spaces where I can reflect sunlight.

That’s just who I am.

me being led by the sunshine.