..Ready to fly

Shouldn’t I be ecstatic every time I grow? Every experience in my life enhances me, impacts me in some way. Both tiny and large, I study them all and take each one seriously. Why am I so not satisfied with just what I have? When the yearning in me keeps calling out to me disrupting my sleep, ending relationships. Some days I feel guilty, then I try to remember peace, and love, and life are promised to me and more abundantly if I do what He tells me (John 10:10). It has taken so many years for me to accept my identity and embrace my destiny. And finally run. I have no more years to waste, as I played many days away.

Most importantly I must remember, we are all living our own strategically mapped out lives. Although I want all my brothers and sisters by right by my side, that is for God to decide. Stay. Go. Stay. Grow. Stay. No, come with me. They can’t. They are not supposed to; they have their own destinies that if not today, will one day burn a purpose in their hearts and they too will run. It's ok for them to do their own thing, which I must accept because I’m doing me and going wherever God has my love of writing lead me.

I heard a cute story. I can't remember it all so, as I shorten it, of course I will exaggerate it and change it to tell it in my own way to fit my thoughts ;-) and my randomness. still you will get the gist..

An eagle, lost from its mother was raised by a hen. When it was small this was ok. Until one day it began to stretch out its mighty wings and its difference began to become apparent. The eagle tried and tried to fit in, it wanted to be happy clucking and pecking around the chicken ring. The chickens were happy. But every time the eagle stretched out its wings; it would soar off the ground… just a little. The other chickens became excited and tried to flap away too. Yet, they couldn't quite get their feet off the ground, so they stopped trying of course. Now what was an eagle to do, should it soar because that’s what God gave it great wings for? Or should it stay cooped up in a coop to small with chickens that cared nothing for eagles at all. Bigger and greater it grew; til there was nothing left to do, and off to great heights it flew.

The eagle crossed paths with its mother high in the sky and all she said was “I was wondering when you were going to figure out that you weren't chicken. You are an eagle my child.”

... Who is They?

Been looking for them,

Them, or this mysterious They for a long time.

Time flew past and i lost the opportunity to fulfill my destiny

Destiny deterred, stinking in pseudo reality

Reality set in while i proclaimed busy

Busy hunting for They

They, meanwhile, must have snatched my destiny away

...or foolishly did i give it away, because who exactly is They?

-Nakia Laushaul

They get blamed for Everything. And you? Well, you can remain unscathed, blameless. Remember that Millie Vanilli song from the 90"s "whatever you do don't put the blame on you." Cop out! It's easy to they yourself right out of accountability. It doesn't hurt to take the time to analyze yourself every once and again. A simple, "Hmm, what was my role in this?" Apply to every questionable situation even if you believe it "ain't my fault." Tell yourself the truth about your actions and motive. Be objective, of self. Use proceed as an action word and and proceed to do something different to obtain a preferred outcome.

Wondering where this is coming from? Well, it's been a long time thought, and refreshed by a recent conversation I just so happened to eavesdrop on. The entire conversation was a kaleidoscope of theys used in every imaginable way: They don't want you to have nothing. They won't give nobody a job. They don't want to see you with nothing. They walk right past you and won't even speak.. They this, and they that, and they, they, they. Oh how I wiggled in my seat, it killed me not to say, "look; you need to replace they with you. The common denominator in all of your woes is you! You. You." His friends sat with their unh huh faces, but casting glances at each other, winking instead of telling him the truth. Great friends huh, but I have another blog for that!

Here's the painful truth:
Nobody wants you to have what you don't deserve. Nobody can find a job in this economy, and if I overheard correctly, you QUIT, because you weren't taking their s!&t.. no more!! Nobody wants to see you with something you can't even see yourself with. Nobody, I repeat nobody will speak to you if you don't look approachable. Not even me, and I am a Social Butterfly! For sure that guy would put me with the they people.

Personally, I feel as long as I keep Me in focus and You keep you in focus then we can be about our grind. Honestly, I don't have enough time to care what they think of me. Accountability, it feels good to have some, it frees me from giving My power away to they.

If you have another take on They, I welcome it. Let's friend up our thoughts....

My 1st Blog...

Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which, in prosperous circumstances, would have lain dormant. – Horace

LoL.. The first thing I learned about blogging…..
Create your blog in word and paste. If you accidently stray-all of your hard work goes away! Good thing I am a writer with a sense of humor! There’s more where it all came from!

Using Adversity, to get there...

Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which, in prosperous circumstances, would have lain dormant. - Horace

Adversity brings out skills in us that we don't recognize or appreciate that we have. Probably because we are so focused on just plain ole surviving! Never imagining I can have more. I'm not saying that the prosperous don't ever live in a funk... of complacency, contentment, which leads to routine and eventually kills a dream. Your grandparents received the gold pen after 50 years with the same company. You want more. They dedicated themselves to the same job until retirement. You can't. You can still hear her authoritative voice in your head when you contemplated starting your own business "baby, you better keep that good job." You want something more meaningful to you. I bet Grandma never experienced the soft satin fabric hiding underneath her plastic covered sofa caressing her skin either. You feel it. You long for it. Indulge yourself in the plush pillows of your imagination and figure this thing out! You have already been focused on surviving! Get to striving! Claim what's on the other side of adversity. Do you know what it is? Prosperity! Couple your survival skills with your purpose and become unstoppable. What do you have to lose if you didn't have anything to start with?