Category: Self Empowerment

The Profit of Pity

Self Pity I

If a person lives long enough, the realization of learning that life can be unfair becomes a painful and repetitive reality. Often times those who suffer unfortunate circumstances feel they are unique in their experiences. This myth can’t be further from the truth! As long as you are living and breathing, unfortunate situations are bound to occur in the lives of everyone. The common factor is that no one is exempt; No one…

I have lived long enough to know for sure that life runs in phases; three to be more specific. We are either just coming out of a storm, getting ready to enter into one, or smack dead in the center of one. There seems to be short increments of calm in between each phase but the peace rarely last long. If you are fortunate, you may be awarded just enough time to catch your breath and dry off your rain gear before needing to face the next downpour.

During these times most experience a world wind of emotions. Self-Pity is a popular one. Questioning “Why me?”, Why now?”, and “When will this be over?”, are common questions we ask ourselves, people we know, and even God if we are believers. Since we know that problems are inevitable, unavoidable and temporal, I have wondered if there is any profit to Self-Pity….

During a very recent storm in my own life I experienced a combination of devastating events back to back. I found out that my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer and I lost a family member to a sudden heart attack on the same day. Both events occurred 3 weeks before I was to be married. The family death took away my wedding coordinator, for she was the wife of the family member who died. What was supposed to be a joyous occasion ended up turning into a great deal of overwhelming and heart wrenching stress. My mother required emergency surgery to remove the lump and we had to attend the funeral of our loved one all within a two-week period. Of course finalizing the wedding plans had to be done and I had no coordinator. I forgot to mention that I started a new job just one month before that leaving me little opportunity to be in places that I wanted to be and to grieve openly. I suppressed my true feelings for weeks. I told myself that I was being strong this way. Truth of the matter is I was scared to death, riddled with guilt and succumbing to the pressure. I was not only in a storm but a mental, physical, and spiritual tsunami!! I was breaking under the pressure and trying desperately not to show it. Self-Pity was at an all-time high and I began to become resentful that life had dealt me such an incredibly unfair hand. All these events were so close together that I barely had time to take a deep breath in-between. Why so much at the same time? It did not take long before I literally had a mini-nervous breakdown. Those closest to me witnessed my unraveling wondering where this crazed woman emerged from.

Truth is, there is really no profit at all to Self-Pity, especially if it is wallowed in for too long. If I had to certainly find any benefit at all it was the painful reminder I am a sane human being in touch with my logical feelings. After my break down I sought counsel to help sort out what happened. The feedback I received was had I not come to a breaking point, I probably would have needed to be committed. No one in their RIGHT mind could have gone through all of those unpredictable events unshaken. I felt such a sense of relief that what I was feeling was completely normal. I thought I had to hold it together and put up a façade of strength. But for a long moment I was dying inside and no one knew until I came undone… I can say I am qualified to offer some advice for those who find themselves in similar positions.

If you have experienced devastating, life altering circumstances such as the loss of a child, spouse, job, home, your health, finances or a combination of these things and more, get into survivor mode as soon as possible. YOU CAN’T DO IT ALONE! Thinking that you can is a trick of the enemy and he will use this to his fullest advantage to take you out of the game! Don’t allow him to wreak havoc on your mind. That precious and spiritual space should never become his playground. Please know, you survived for a reason. Consider the following:

  • Acknowledge the situation(s) and you emotions to confirm your sanity but don’t stay there long!
  • Find a healthy way to grieve. Don’t get caught in the lie that you can do this without others.
  • Regroup as quickly as possible before depression, self-worth, self-doubt, procrastination, spiritual paralysis, and the will to keep going sets in.
  • Seek counsel in spiritual leaders, mentors, support groups and those you respect with your best interest to help re-channel your thoughts towards healing.
  • Don’t look at the lives of others and become envious. No one’s life is better than your own! Those people are just in different phases of life’s stormy process. Remember you are looking out and not in.

For those who come under attack constantly with horrific life events that most can’t begin to comprehend, this is mostly for you. You are they that the enemy is after hard because you are a threat to his agenda! You must fight harder to recover, no matter how weary you become. If you don’t, the world will be deprived of you and your true purpose. Get up, set the rules, fight back, and live!

The Courage To Believe

I was inspired to start this blog by being in the company of two beautiful women with vision.  One was my hair dresser.  I was casually sitting in the chair of her quaint little shop while she was working her magic with her curling irons.  The Space is stylishly designed and cozy.  As usual my mind is wandering; thinking of how I ever let her talk me into this new short cut I have been rocking for the past several weeks. I told myself that it was the alcohol as she so elegantly serves wine to her patiently awaiting patrons.  Yet I was comfortable and confidently assured that I was in the right hands, in the right place, and surprisingly at the right time.

The second woman was a friend of my hair dresser who had entered the salon moments before I transferred from the dryer into the styling chair.  She was bubbly, filled with excitement and full of uplifting praise.  I decided to close my eyes as a way of escaping and respecting the conversation between the two.  Typically this works for me.  I can tune out of a conversation easily and won’t absorb a word by mentally removing myself from the environment.  However, this time I could not.  I was so intrigued by what they were talking about.  Apparently, my hair dresser had recently reached a great milestone in her independence.  She stepped out and opened her own shop after many years of of doing hair in shops of various business owners.  I knew this already, but did not fully understand the details of her journey.  As I listened to her friend explain what my hair dresser had gone through to get to her own space, I could not help but to get sucked in the conversation.  I was not among average thinking women, but those with acting dreams.

I have been in the company of many dreamers for I believe every human being has them, but there was something different about listening to this particular journey.  It has working hands behind those dreams!  Lip service was not the only ingredient! Suddenly I looked at the shop differently.  It’s a petite space, but is hers! Every detail from the paint colors, to the furnishing, to the art work was hand selected by my hair dresser.  I don’t even think she had fully absorbed her accomplishment until her friend described it in detail by taking her on a trip down memory lane.  The story was amazing! One would have had to be a person without vision not to be inspired in that very moment.

After my hair dresser put the finishing touches on my short tresses and withdrew the protective cape from my neck, I got up from the chair and addressed them both.  First I humbly apologized for listening to their every word but emotionally explained how encouraged I was by their conversation.  My hair dresser’s friend is also a stylist.  However, she was at a stop in her personal vision due to life circumstances.  I related to how she was feeling all too well! She was obviously inspired by her friend to get back on the horse and try again.  With sincerity, I know she will do it because she sees it CAN be done!  I found myself encouraging them both by reassuring my hair dresser that she possess unspeakable talent accompanied by the most inviting personality. Just a winning combination for success.  The atmosphere in her shop excludes the average unprofitable non-sense gossip which typically keeps me from staying committed to any hair salon.  The conversations are mostly positive.  She has only just begun.

I was then lead to encourage her friend about how we as women (and people in general) sabotage our own destiny by not believing in ourselves.  I ended up sharing my own desires about wanting to be a published author one day.  Both women asked what was stopping me and said that I should start a blog about what I was sharing with them.  I had no idea that while I was encouraging them I made up a bunch of excuses about my own dreams.  Self Sabotage 101! It was easy to encourage them but when the tables turned, my BUTS got in the way big time! Both of them made me recognize that instantly.  How I appreciated their candidness.  I had a million excuses as to why I could not.  Blogging is not the right stage for me right now…..I don’t have enough available time…..Maintaining it would be too hectic.  What I was really saying that I did not verbally  express to them is that I don’t believe what I have to say is unique enough…..I tried this before and it did not work…..I don’t think I am good enough…..What if I don’t develop a reading audience…….What if I quit……on and on; I was my worst enemy and harshest critic.

How many of us do this to ourselves constantly?  We know that we have the ability to rise above our current circumstances by stepping out on faith in our God Given talents but we become paralyzed by fear and self doubt.  Most people won’t admit to this but I know I am not the only one.  Just like in a recovery program, I think  the first step to believing in ourselves is admitting that we don’t believe. Sounds like an oxymoron but may be a very true statement none-the-less.  When we can admit this then seeking ways, people, and resources to turn this negative attitude into one that empowers and gives us the inspiration to take a chance on ourselves certainly should come next.

The beginning of this blog is just that! I have a very busy mind and consider myself a realist.  I am stepping out on faith and taking a chance on myself.  I encourage others to follow me and join in on my conversations  about various matters that strike me as thought provoking and worthy of comments or discussion.  I am looking forward to embracing my own journey and hopefully inspire new ones in my readers……