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Yeeaah Its Monday! Wait, Why Am I So Excited?

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I don’t recall ever looking forward to Monday. EVER. Lately though, I get excited about it’s approach. Its not like I have huge plans on Mondays. I mean I look forward to all of my commentary on my favorite sports shows of the college football games from the previous weekend, but other than that, there’s not really much to be excited about. Especially lately, since, like I’ve stated previously, I’ve been without a car for the past five weeks, which means no midday rides if needed. Really it means no going anywhere at all. So why am I so amped, pumped about Monday?

Perhaps it’s because while other people are dreading heading to work and such, I am busy creating my days. Visualizing the way I want to live, how I see life and Monday on some strange scale represents my freedom to do that. The fact that I’m not rushing up and in the shower, though I do have two toddlers to tend to, so it’s not like I’m sleeping all day. Maybe its that they haven’t gotten in school like I’d hoped, but it doesn’t stop them from learning, doesn’t halt my desire to teach them. Hmmmm, what’s it become about Monday? I just can’t figure this one.

A month ago I was crying about not being able to get a job, rush my kids to school and go earn a little check with an early Monday morning start to my week. As I began to ponder the shift in my energy, it took me back to my vision board. I did one based on all the information that had begun flowing my way from listening to Wayne Dyer and Louise Hay everyday. And, as I don’t have it with me, I’m still able to see clearly the visuals I posted, the declarations of the destiny I desire to create and all of a sudden it links to my Monday feeling.

While I haven’t created the income stream I’m dreaming of just yet, I feel it getting closer. On the other hand the things that are coming to fruition are doing so because I’ve been able to sit still, finally seeing the gratitude in not having any wheels. Because I know that when I do get them, I’ll be able to be my children’s best teacher, just as I declared on my board at a discount price or for free, if we visit the library like the schedule I’ve had time to plan over the last few weeks. Its like now when I see Monday upon me, I see all the new possibilities being presented in my life. And I say bring it on, bring it on many, many more Mondays.

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How Ya Like THAT For A Win?

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So, I’ve been without a vehicle for the past five weeks, having been in an accident back in July that totaled out my car. While I have a car coming from auction, it seems like it’s taking forever to get here, as some work had to be done on it before it’s to be delivered. In the meantime, my 2 and 3 year olds, along with a very pregnant me have been stuck in the house going stir crazy.

Before I was as big as I am, we could walk to the park for them to play as we live in very close proximity. But, as luck would have it, for them anyway, walking around the neighborhood has been a difficult activity for us to partake in as we live in a very hilly area. Like we live on a hill both front street and the alley we back up to and then hills galore from there. If you’ve ever visited Birmingham, AL you know exactly what I mean.

With the kids out of the house visiting MiMi for a couple of days, I decided that I’d had enough of going stir crazy all by myself. Needing dishwashing liquid for both finishing the dishes and fulfilling my craving, (I suffer from Pica during my pregnancies because of low iron which causes me to crave some strange substances, mostly cleaning products, soaps, laundry detergent, etc. Of course I don’t eat them but I do enjoy the smell of them so I clean and wash quite often, but that’s another story.) I decided forget it, I’m by myself, I’ll go ahead and walk to the store.

When I started down the hill, the initial pull of gravity made me think perhaps I made a not so smart decision. But, as I reached level ground I began to feel a sense of empowerment, no longer trapped by my condition. And the fresh fall breeze made me ponder what else I could do that I’ve been reasoning myself not to. Like create a stream if income for myself since that was such a big part of my disappointment in my being pregnant in the first place. That I wouldn’t be able to get a job and make money.

And I began thinking about the recent Alabama football game against Ole Miss. How many commentators had already counted them out of the game declaring that Alabama’a team just didn’t look the same as it has in the previous two years when they’ve won national championships. But that Saturday they came out and dominated against an Ole Miss offense that was supposed to give them great trouble. And it made me curious about the process, as it is known by those who follow the coaching style of Nick Saban. One where he always speaks of enjoying the journey to always being better, competing with the doubts that can arise within yourself, overtaking them and persevering to reach a success you knew you could obtain if you just overcame whatever you may see as a road block.

So I searched out something, anything that showed him speaking on this and found a video that I want to share. It has encouraged me as the next step in my own science to get rich. To step beyond any limitations I’ve put on myself, to be creative and invest in seeing the outcome that I want financially.

Now I know there are a lot of people who don’t really care for Coach Saban. Heck, when I was a student at The University of Alabama we were often on the other side of his domination when he coached at LSU. But watching him take our program from what it was when I was there to where it is now, I haven’t been able to do anything but garner much respect for the man. So please, if you are a college football fan, allow yourself to really take in the message outside of that part of your person.

Until sooner rather than later, peace, love and blessings.

Starting The Process

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Since my last post I have contemplated whether my confession was appropriate, something I really wanted to delve into. Over the course of the past couple of weeks I’ve really talked myself out of telling the story I wanted to delve into on a daily basis. But, that doggone Dr. Phil show kept encouraging me. You know the ones that come on OWN that are repeats that maybe you’ve seen, maybe you haven’t. It’s like all week he’s had mother’s on there who feel guilty about their own turmoil, so they’ve reached out to him for help. Made me see, maybe what I’m writing needs to be said, especially since now I’m in the healing process, somewhere I couldn’t conceive of myself being at my lowest points.

Most days my depression was something I was living in denial with, not realizing how it was showing on the outside. Going days without bathing or brushing my teeth, or, at times, bothering to change my clothes. Even now, though I’m tempted some days with just pure laziness, it is a conscious effort to not drift into one of these stretches. I remind myself that these things make me motivated, keep me going, or, in some cases relax me and sustain my confidence.

Working from home 16 hours a day was affecting the purpose for being a stay at home mom. It was giving me more stress and making me sadder because I dreamed of balancing work with taking my baby to the library for early reading, and to the park to meet moms and other kids. Not using any time off to simply wash dishes and clothes and clean. As a matter of fact, the only thing I managed to do that I’d always wanted to do as a mom, was make fresh baby food…at least breakfast fruits.

I was getting sadder by the day, especially since all of the time spent working was necessary because, although I wasn’t paying the extra expenses of working outside of the home (parking, gas, etc.), working these long hours was still the only way to make ends meet. But who would hire someone who’d been fired for being late, especially when they had a baby and were pregnant again.

The only thing I looked forward to on a daily basis were the positive videos I was getting form a blog I’d begun to follow, Queen Natural Beauty. It was a chance meeting that led me to follow her blog in the first place. I was out viewing houses in new communities, something to boost my mood after being fired, and I meet this young lady who asks me to take a photo for her natural hair blog. Normally I would’ve said no, and I believe I attempted to, but a pinch said just let her and it led me to following not just her blog, but her motivations she began sharing to become a better me.

The first video she shared, which I’m sharing here is something perhaps many of you have seen. I’d seen it on Oprah before she posted, but, because of where I was in my life when it aired it didn’t have nearly the same affect on me as it had the day she shared it on her blog. The Secret began opening me up to my journey of healing and so I’m sharing. Even if you’ve watched it before, you may find a hidden gem if you watch it again.