What My World's Like

“we love fear”

Dec
09

written by erykah badu

Some day I will be free of this pain. The agony of fear. I am ashamed. It is who we have become. It has given us identity. We have inherited this thing.
It lives deep within us and is there to cradle our heads like a womb we know well. It is our familiar. The pain it brings with it has become a sweet unhappiness. We have become addicted to its ways .
It brings us to our VICES that keep us in complacency. It has defined who we are when our wills retreat . It has no mercy on the weak. It has introduced us to jealousy and hatred and self loathing and greed and prejudice and racism and hate and shame. It makes us old and ugly .
It covers our heads with bags and ties our hands and brings us to our knees.
It tells lies in a truth disguise.
We FEAR.
It has taken our Power.
It has chained a Champion..
Love has been forgotten.
We have become comfortably numb.
Even our worship of “GOD “has become an act to satisfy one another.
We hate together.

But there is A FORCE.
The GREATEST OF ALL.
That which turns KINGS TO SERVANTS and changes the face of time with nothing but a choice .
It belongs to you.
It wears a simple smile.
The choice to love.
Love has the face of joy, a happy child, a giving hand.
It is made of acceptance and encouragement and sharing and compassion And forgiveness.
It Does NOT JUDGE the weak nor the poor or those who are different. It does not hurt or embarrass.

We have lived . We have adapted to fear . We have forgotten.
We are innocent.
We are Good.

Because the two ( fear and love) can not occupy the same space at once, only one of the two can be applied in a single CHOICE.
It is ours. It is a journey we walk alone.
We are accountable.

Fear will not give in to easy tho.
It wants to blame others when WE Choose NOT to love.
It is a self ran program that has fooled us into believing we Need it to be identified as one of the ” many”.

But only the few know this:

FEAR FEARS YOUR LOVE.
It will die without your energy.
It holds tight like good loving fleeting in the night .

We must Fight.
And Never Give Up.
Free me.
Free me.
Free me.

E. Badu
3/2013

committed and ardent?

Oct
30

It’s been a long time since I’ve sat down to assemble and share my thoughts, but I’m prompted to do so now and must submit to that urge. Too often, we get caught up in doing whatever we’re doing, maybe even doing things we don’t really want to do, and ignore the internal push guiding us elsewhere. For far too long, that’s been the case with not just writing and my dedication to this craft I repeatedly abandon, but other equally and more important tasks like creating the life I want to live.

Doing so requires commitment. Tireless commitment. And the passion necessary for dedication.

I’ve wasted too much time, fearful, doubting, wavering, uncertain. And the odds are in favor of me correctly saying “so have you.”

Let’s get clear and let’s forge new and unique paths that uplift and illuminate us and those around us.

This year has been an amazing testimony of what’s possible and I see so clearly now that I’ve got to get out of my own way and you’ve got to get out of your own way so we can be so great, truly. Individually and collectively. It must happen.

Stop allowing yourself to be distracted. Focus, commit, and succeed.

What do you want?
How willing are you to do what it takes to get it?

be brave.

Nov
03

do the thing you think you cannot do. - eleanor roosevelt

what’s in your word cloud?

Oct
12

do something you’ve never done.

Mar
15


Barcelona…?

By the time I was twelve, I knew I wanted to be a traveler. Not a regional vacationer, but an around the world, “I’m onto my next passport” global citizen. Twelve must have been an important year, as I recall “knowing” a lot about myself then. At any rate, I wasn’t in the position to make such a desire reality.

Two and a half years ago, I made a big deal out of getting my passport. There was a sense of urgency, although I can’t recall why. Two and a half years later, that small ID booklet has served relatively no use for me. Until today.

After spending the weekend researching, I booked flights to Barcelona, Spain and Bologna, Italy. The picture above is supposed to be Barcelona. It looks like a vivid dream. In due time, I’ll let you know if it’s real.

Having finally taken the steps to realize this dream, I can’t help but to feel excited, anxious even. It’s as if I’m on the cusp of a very pivotal moment. I’m crossing the threshold, taking action to actualize my dreams.

The results of this tiny, yet major, step will only reveal itself in time, but I know the ramifications will be positive. So, attending my own lecture, I say to us: do something you’ve never done.

I’m going to Spain! I’m going to Italy! Yes!!!! 🙂

the power of vulnerability.

Mar
11

Brene Brown discusses the power of vulnerability, an unexpected research topic that came from her studying human connections. She touches on shame, courage, compassion, connection, authenticity and vulnerability. It’s definitely reaffirming my decision to do shadow work. I hope you find value in it.

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“love is so important”: a dialogue on love.

Feb
01

Sunday night, I posted four words on my Facebook page: “love is so important.” Doing so resulted in a very interesting, enlightening, and inspiring dialogue. I’m still meditating on the truths revealed in this conversation and hope they are of some value to you.
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love is so important.

Sonny: NO SHIT! It’s crazy cause sometimes [it’s] hard to come by. Real Love anyways! and People abuse [it] like its in abundance. only thing in abundance in this world these days is corruption.

Kalifa: You can do anything with Love, but nothing can be accomplished without it.

Leandra: nothing but destruction. @sonny corrupted love is in abundance. i think love is everywhere, but it’s hard to see it behind all the lenses and filters…

Sonny: yes I agree. People don’t want to be loved they want to be secure in the falsehood of 401k’s, spring trips to Turks, A lease on a Lexus, a marriage based on business, Love falls far behind this other priorities. people have a tuff time accepting love and honest. Like Jack Nicholas said “you can’t handle the Truth”.

Leandra: “you can’t handle the truth.” word. most times, no.

“people don’t want to be loved…” i disagree. i think they do. i think they do desperately, but they don’t know how to be loved. and they don’t know how to love. they don’t know how to love and accept themselves so extending it to others is impossible. this is my daily task. for real. i wish it were the same for others.

all the superficial accouterments people seek to gain and glorify are simply temporary fillers for a deeper hole that can only be satisfied with something real, honest, and pure.

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Great words…

Jan
14

In any given moment, a man’s growth is optimized if he leans just beyond his edge, his capacity, his fear.
He should not be too lazy, happily stagnating in the zone of security and comfort.
Nor should he push far beyond his edge, stressing himself unnecessarily, unable to metabolize his experience.
He should lean just slightly beyond the edge of fear and discomfort.
Constantly. In everything he does.

– David Deida, The Way of The Superior Man

namaste.

May
01

you may journey in fear,
but if you instead choose faith,
you’ll emerge more whole,
finding greater strength and a greater confidence.

be courageous.

love&light...leandra

Is your love love?

Apr
27

black-couple-arguing

So much of our worlds are inherited. Often times, what we think about ourselves, about others, how we behave and cope with emotional stress, our expectations as it relates to career, love, and life in general, and so much more are all passed down to us from the people we interact with and from what we read or hear. Children are perfect little recorders of their environments. They pick up the vocabulary, the dialect, and all the subtleties of the human behavior surrounding them. Because of that, the emotional space a child grows up in plays a major role in how they experience and demonstrate their emotions throughout life.

My last relationship was my first adult relationship, and I went into it stumbling, wanting this love, yet very fearful. Much of the time we were together, instead of placing my trust in my partner and what we were building, I was afraid to really open myself up and let him in, let him know where I’d been and what I battled with. In being dishonest with myself, I was dishonest with him. I thought I knew how to love, but I didn’t. The reality was that I didn’t know how to love myself, so I didn’t know how to love him and I felt sort of inept the whole time we were together. Why couldn’t I open up? Why couldn’t I articulate my feelings? Why was I so afraid to be vulnerable and discuss my emotions? Why couldn’t I treat him the way he deserved to be treated?

One word: dysfunction. I was dysfunctional.

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