I am an indecisive writer, an inconsistent blogger
with freckles on the face and so many opinions.
Expect a new rant on Sunday!
I have learned to free myself from the need to follow someone because they followed me even if the person is more socially relevant than I am. I refuse to follow people on social media simply because I am obligated to them in one way or another in real life. I free myself of feeling guilty for not supporting someone on social media if I don't feel up to it. I free myself from following people on social media simply because they are my family, church members, old school friends, etc.
PS. Read this post aloud for full effect. You might crack up with laughter in between but continue reading...
Fat! It weighs heavy in my mouth like the additional slices of crackers with gently laid cream cheese, and jam I swallow at 2:03 am, after promising that the previous and the previous would be my last piece.
“Silence is what allows people to suffer without recourse, what allows hypocrisies and lies to grow and flourish, crimes to go unpunished. If our voices are essential aspects of our humanity, to be rendered voiceless is to be dehumanized or excluded from one’s humanity. And the history of silence is central to women’s history.”
(Rebecca Solnit, The Mother of All Questions, Page 18)
As a writer in today’s world, often there is that patriotic pressure just to be only a writer and dump all the other things that you are as though that makes you a “true writer.” Excuse my French, but that shit is just unrealistic for me. It might have worked for other writers who tried and tried again and achieved their dreams, but it is just not working for me. It is not who I am capable of being.
Lessons from the 2019 Circle of Change Leadership Conference at New York
I am still recovering from all the lessons that I received from this leadership conference. It is one of the reasons why I have been motivated to let go of many engagements that are now becoming more of burdens than blessing or even in allowing me to remain a blessing to the people whom I serve.
A Confessional Post about My Absence from Blogging
There are days when I just suck up my physical and emotional exhaustion to ensure that I get all my work done while hoping that someday, this will all be worth it. The echoes of many people in my support system saying that “my work will pay off” allows me to trust the process sometimes. There are also days when I ask myself, what if this isn’t worth it at all and I end up not attaining the heights that I wish.
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