Reality Check- Case of the Mondays?

Well I really can't go into detail about my day but I can tell you that I inspired my own self today. I could not help but laugh when I was caught up in the moment. My day started as usual, early rise supposedly at 3:00am to trick my body into getting more sleep. I actually get started at 5:00am but my body decided to rise at 4:54am so I had to get up! My morning job had a few curve balls for me to deal with before 8:00am. Got to my 9:00am class and I forgot to study for my test. (oops!) Not seriously stressing out I redeemed myself by doing some extra work, so I was feeling better by then. I received a visitor mid-day and they talked so much. They were talking very monotone so they pretty much drew all the life out of me. I felt like I went from flesh-n-blood to a corpse. I was lifeless! So I went to the bathroom to get my day back together again, it was barely noon. I went to the bathroom, combed my hair and smiled at myself in the mirror and could not help but laugh at myself. I was actually putting some self healing techniques into practice.
I went outside, couldn't help but notice how beautiful it was. So as I took my little 5 minute walk across campus REALITY hit me. Mondays are not so bad. It is a start of a new week. We should enjoy life everyday. Life is like a busy interstate, fast pace and ever moving. We have to keep up with the flow of traffic but sometime we tire out. We may have to pull over to the rest area (weekends!) to regain some strength. So the next Monday will be just a Monday!

Reality Check- Do I Feel Like a Pencil?

I recently read a bloggers post who was undoubtedly influenced by novelist Paulo Coelho. (search his bio in Wikipedia) Although I do not agree with his philosophy he had given an illustration of a pencil and how we are like pencils. If you've been reading my previous post you factually know that I am deeply influenced by my urban culture. I am going to put an urban twist to the illustration of a pencil.
Five ways we are like a pencil:
1. There is always a hand guiding a pencil. A pencil has the power to write anything, but without a hand guiding it along it is impossible and very difficult. We are capable of many things but we must never forget that there is a hand guiding our everyday steps.
2. Pencils grow dull and have to be sharpened. Imagine being shaved down, it must hurt. In the end the pencil is sharpened and produces a better and stronger print. We sometimes have to go through many painful things but in the end it makes us a better, stronger person.
3. Pencils come equipped with erasers to rub out any mistakes. Often times we have to correct many things we may have done wrong in our lives but the end result produces humbleness in us.
4. The most important part of the pencil is the graphite inside the pencil. It is not the wood or the color of the pencil. We have something valuable as well, our heart. The inner person we are strengthens and mold us. Beauty is skin deep, truthfully.
5. A pencil will always leave a mark. Whatever it is that we do in life we leave a mark. Whether it is a positive or a negative mark, we must remember impressions are very powerful. We have the ability to help or hurt someone. Be conscience of our mark.
Truthfully, we as a race never examine other things to comparatively better ourselves. We need to think outside the box and expand our thinking ability. We have such a strong spiritual connection but why not take take that same conviction and apply it to other elements in our lives. In REALITY can we compare ourselves to a pencil or is this just another good story we read with no thought behind it?

Black Women Harboring Reality - Empower Them

"Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean."- Dr. Maya Angelou


Often times we find ourselves fortunate to go through life unaffected and unharmed. For the millions who suffer it is a REALITY to harbor. What am I talking about? Black women who suffer. Well, as mentioned in previous blogs I've posted I am affected, nurtured and empowered by black women. I am especially empowered by the ones I encounter daily. Black women have the strongest impact on my life. Black women whom I admire, look up do, and practically are at awe with, who have shared with me their struggles and pain. When they share with me personal experiences it makes me more appreciative of my own life. I appreciate other people. We literally harbor our pain, hurt, sorrow, our REALITY. I will never forget one of my co-workers who always said that she never harbors any ill feelings against anyone because she is so happy to be free. When I asked her why, she explained to me that for so many years she was a prisoner in her own home. She was in an abusive marriage and only felt like a person when she went to work because people treated her with dignity and respect. I was devastated when she told me about her life, I was in disbelief because she was such a happy person. Sadly she is not here today, but she is the reason why I have a change of attitude. When Im at work now or even out and about I make it a point to smile and acknowledge other people. Why? Because I never know what that person is experiencing in their life, what REALITY they are harboring. I hope that I can heal some hurt with a smile...