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Not Taking Myself Too Serious

The more mature I become, the less serious I take myself.  I’ve learned to accept my idiosyncrasies and quirks because they have helped to shape my individuality.  I marvel at my own ability to reinvent myself so often and so well that even people who see me often sometimes do not recognize me.  I often find it curious how people react towards me when I walk into a room, until I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and think “Who is that? Oh, that’s me!”  I’m proud of my resilience and ability to learn quickly.  I even find my own state of organized chaos to be laughable at times.  Everything must be in its proper place, but my house is a mess.  The minute I clean up, I can’t find anything. 

When it comes to my professional life, I’m on point, at all times.  I have goals, ideas and plans that are thoroughly executed from thought to implementation and beyond.  However, my personal life is sometimes confusing, with all of its ups, downs and unknowns.  My love life is even more confusing, with the lack of consistency and the constant “getting to know someone new” process, which is both exhausting and disconcerting.  Needless to say, my resiliency comes in very handy, more so in my personal life.

The ME that I know best is silly, funny, competitive, and hardworking, yet still enjoys watching animated movies and cartoons.  I like to cook and eat.  I don’t like cleaning, but do it because it needs to be done and I’m particular about how.  I dislike exercising, but I do it because I want to maintain my health and appearance.  I love to travel, but I don’t like standing in lines to get where I’m going.  Music soothes me emotionally and spiritually, evidenced by my music collection and taste, which are very diverse.  I’m “positive” in my outlook on life the majority of the time, but I deal in harsh realities.  I know that although I want everything, there will always be something that isn’t meant for me to have.  I expect too much of myself because I have been blessed with so much.  I believe I can always to do better, even when I know I’ve done my best.  As much as I’d like life to be clear and concise, black and white, there are several things that are in shades of gray and beige, which I may never fully understand, but have to accept regardless. 

As a result, I have learned not to take myself too seriously.  I’ve learned to hug the girl I once was and love the woman that I am.  I’ve tried to learn from my past, so that I don’t repeat it in my future.  I’ve raised my child to be the man I never had in hopes that he’ll get married and have children of his own that love him as much as he loves me.  When I get upset I turn to my favorite comedians and movies to make me laugh. 

As Superas I am,  and I have earned the title twice over, I am also human.  I have had good days and bad, just like anyone else.  I have challenges and obstacles that throw me off temporarily, just like anyone else in my position my encounter.  I get my feelings hurt and I am disappointed by others, just like anyone else has.  I have kryptonite in various forms in my life, often shiny and distracting, however, never permanently damaging to me.   But it’s all a part of my journey and I’m thankful for it all.  And when I’m most pleased with myself, I take time to pull on my Betty Boop night shirt, bamboo socks, cuddle up with my stuffed animal, pull out the Godiva chocolate and watch a Disney movie.  What gives me individuality today hopefully will make me eccentric in my old age.  I hope that when that day comes, I still won’t take myself too seriously.

Reaping a Bad Harvest

Karma.  It is a word used in the Hindu and Buddhist philosophies.  Its definition is the quality of someone’s current and future life as determined by that person’s previous behaviors.  The Good Book says, “You reap what you sow”.  The principles are the same.  You get what you give.  If you give heartache, drama and pain, at some point in your lifetime, the same will be returned to you, often in higher doses that are much more difficult to swallow. 

As I embark on this journey that is the fulfillment of God’s plan for me, I’m finding that I have to be very mindful about who I select to spend my personal time with and whom I allow into my inner circle.  Most of those people are loyal and understanding.  They know that my dreams are important to me and they support me completely.  Although I’m not yet at the level of success I am striving to obtain as the next reigning Queen of All Media, it’s just over the horizon because I’m working towards it.  As a result of my future plans for myself and Super Son, I’m very selective, especially when it comes to my interpersonal relationships with men.      

Before I began on this journey I had some painful relationships with the men in my life.  I had been rejected and heartbroken, even battered and abused.  I have healed from that and it made me a much better judge of character.  Now I can tell when man is a problem a lot earlier, sometimes even when I first look at him.  Even the men that weren’t problems have still caused me pain to some degree, even if unintentionally.  Then there are those few who know that they made absolutely no attempt to treat me well and they tried to take my kindness for weakness.  Those are the men who seem to think they always deserve another chance in my life – especially now.  Now that I’m in the Google search engine, my phone tings and rings from the “past loves”.  Those are the men who toss the word love into their text messages without fully understanding how to show love.  Now they see that everything I ever dreamed about is coming to fruition.  Everything they told me I would never be, I am becoming.  And they want back in the game. 

I find it most interesting that these same men, since ending their relationships with me, are having difficulty in their careers, with their families, with their finances, with their new woman; regardless of their level of education, upbringing or social status.  They are all suffering in one way or another.  The men who told me I wasn’t good enough, pretty enough or I didn’t make enough money to be their wives, are still single, and a lot older.  The women they pursue now mistreat them.  They are all reaping their harvest and it is rotten.  Attempting to invade my garden will not clear up their karma.  If they now know better, they have to do better.  The first step is not telling me what they think I want to hear in hopes that they can resuscitate what has died.  The first step is recognition of what they’ve done, followed by a sincere apology.  On the other hand, the men who treated me well are happy, successful, have financial security and very little drama in their lives, if any at all.  Their harvest is bountiful because they treat people well in their lives.  If any of these men wanted a second chance at a relationship with me, I would gladly consider it. 

When a person sets out to treat others with compassion and respect, kindness and understanding they often reap the benefits of those good relationships.  When a person is honest and considerate without being condescending or demeaning, they often receive respect from others.  When a person operates with integrity and good character, it’s a lot easier to accept them as an individual regardless of what you may dislike about their personality.  When a person shows you that they care for you with their actions, you can believe them when they say “I love you”.   These are the same people who are fully realized, happy individuals with good Karma.  And I am happy for them.   

I know that my life is a road trip, full of interesting stops along the way.  However, I can’t drive forward, if my car is in reverse.  I can’t fulfill my heart’s desire for mutual love if I allow those who do not love me to inhabit that space.  I give to others and I’m being blessed in return.  As I compare the two types of men I’ve had in my life, I am thankful for both.  They have helped make me who I am today and who I will be tomorrow.  To those who were loving and supportive, regardless of how it ended between us, I’m thankful for the experience and friendship.  To those who tried to break me, damage me, belittle me and who doubted me, I appreciate you also.  Because now I am fabulous.  And the best revenge is to be fabulous.      

I encourage you to be mindful of how you treat each other.  Be careful of how you treat those whom you profess to love.   Love is an action word, not a filler in place of remorse.  You only get one life and you don’t want to spend it reaping a harvest full of bad Karma.

Define Your Success

There’s a lot said about money.  [The love of] Money is the root of all evil.  Money can’t buy love.  More money, more problems.  Although all of those things may be true to some degree, money is still a major factor in our day to day lives.  Without it, life can be a lot more difficult; with it, life can be more interesting.  A wealthy person can never tell a homeless person that money isn’t important or rewarding to have.  The homeless person only knows that their lack of money contributes to their homelessness.  A middle class person won’t fully comprehend the isolated feeling that wealthier people have because they fear being taken advantage of because of their net worth.  They only see the opulence that the money affords a wealthier person and believe that wealth brings happiness.  Wealth is wealth.  Happiness is not wealth.  Happiness is a by-product of good relationships, love, self esteem and personal achievements.     

For some people having money is equivalent to being successful.  Although the word successful is synonymous with victorious or winning, not wealthy or rich, ask any teenager through early twenty-year-old to define success and they will include having money in their definition.  This is the society in which we live.  A society where we see money as the definition of success, and we view those who have lots of money, as also being very successful.  This is sometimes true; for a moment.  Eventually the reality comes to the surface.  It’s not the money or how much of it you have that makes you successful; it’s the way you obtained the money and what you do with it that will really matters.

In a world where money is coveted by those who don’t have it, or want more of it, there are individuals who will often sacrifice their morals to obtain it.  They set dangerous agendas for others they come in contact with.  They will mistreat, manipulate and abuse others, for a few dollars.  They behave dishonestly and even maliciously to “get money”.  They take advantage of other people’s kindness, steal and even are willing to kill for money, all along never realizing that their actions will not allow that money to remain in their possession very long.  All ill-gotten gains eventually burn down to nothing.

We need to redefine what constitutes a successful person.  It’s not the money that makes a person successful.  It’s the work and time that the person put forth to become a success to begin with that defines their success.   The money is simply one of the rewards for the work.  Who did you help on your way to becoming rich?  Who did you step on or step over to gain your success and wealth?  When you became rich, did you go back and do for others where your roots grew from?  These are just a few questions that should be answered when a person is considering their wealth and success.  Everyone has the ability to make a lot of money – either legally or illegally.  It’s a choice based on morals, principles and standards and whether a person is willing to sacrifice theirs for linen paper. 

When  person dies, on their tombstone there are two dates; the day a person was born and the day the person died.  The dash in the middle represents life and that’s the legacy that remains that people will remember most.  People will remember if you were giving and unselfish and they will honor that memory of you more than if you were greedy, malicious and calculating.  People will miss you if you were charitable, loving and caring, more than if you had a large monetary will that people fought over in probate.  Which person do you prefer to be remembered as?  What will the dash on your tombstone represent and say about you after the money is gone? 

Consider this when defining your success:

No one’s tombstone says “He made a lot of money”.           

Letter to Young Women

I understand you better than you know.  Being a young woman in today’s society is difficult.  There are so many situations to deal with on a daily basis and you have not been equipped to handle them as you should have been.  There are so many values and traditions that haven’t been handed down to your generation.  There are skills that haven’t been taught to you.  There are instincts that you were born with that haven’t been properly honed.  Your self esteem hasn’t been enhanced.  Your self love hasn’t been preserved.  Morals have been forgotten.  We are no longer women of virtue, value and respect.  We are now reduced to the value of our physical appearance and our sex.  We’ve gone from being treasured to being commodities.  We’ve gone from being respected to demeaned.  We’ve gone from being royalty back to being slaves all over again. 

However difficult it all seems, it can change for the better.  It takes only a few young women strong enough to fight whatever adversities they’ve encountered.  It takes only a few young women brave enough to let go of any pain and disappointment they have experienced.  It takes only a few young women to recognize that they are more than the sum of their body parts and what their physical appearance may translate.  It takes only a few young women to know that they are priceless because they are creative, intelligent beings with a history of remarkable contributions to this world.   

It’s not hard to do.  It’s not difficult at all to let go of the pain and anger.  It’s not hard to wake up from a nightmare.  All you have to do is want to.  All you need to do is try your best.  You’ll need to stop making excuses and blaming others for your situation, your past and lack thereof.  You will need to start living and creating a new future, today; so that you can make the next generation better, stronger and wiser, as my ancestors did for me and as I planned for you. 

You are not alone in your struggles.  I’ve been where you are.  The difference between me and you is how I chose to deal with issues that arose in my life.  I am here for you now to teach you to do the same.  If you need my help, all you need to do is ask for it.  But, I forewarn you.  I won’t always tell you what you want to hear or agree with you because you expect me to.  That is not my purpose.  My purpose is to help you to become a better version of your current self and the best version that God intended you to be.  My purpose is not to mislead you into thinking the world is going to always be easy to navigate.  I will give you tough love and constructive criticism to help you develop strong integrity and character.  I will debate you to make you think and analyze situations thoroughly in your decision making processes.  I will put obstacles in your path to teach you how to maneuver around them.  I will challenge you, nurture you and discipline you.  That is my purpose.  Your growth has to start with your desire to grow.  Without that commitment from you, I am hindered.  You are the seed and I am here to ensure that you grow.       

Please share this with young women that you know by posting it to your Facebook or Twitter or by sending this link to them 


October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.  It’s celebrated nationally with events, conferences and activities.  We celebrate the survivors and commemorate those we have lost to breast cancer, regardless of who they are, by wearing pink, making donations and getting involved.   We do good things for breast cancer awareness during this month. 

October is also Domestic Violence Awareness Month.  Unfortunately it is not celebrated nationally.  We don’t pay tribute to the survivors or commemorate those who have lost their lives, regardless of who they are.  We don’t get involved or donate to organizations that assist victims and their families.  We don’t speak out to bring awareness.  Some of us don’t even call 911 when we witness an abusive situation on the street.  We tell ourselves things like “It’s not my business.  I don’t know what she did.  She could leave if she wanted to”.  We make excuses for not speaking out and we develop arguments against the victims.  We forget that at anytime, we could be “her”.  We forget that we’ve all had those minor encounters that could have at any second, turned major and put us in her shoes. 

I have been “her”.  About ten years ago I was “her”.  I was in an abusive marriage with a man who was both controlling and cowardly.  At his hands, I had been choked to the point of petechial hemorrhage, had received a cracked rib, black eyes and numerous bruises.  I had also suffered emotional abuse and infidelity that led to a miscarriage.  After three years and too much patience on my part, I ended the marriage and never looked back.  All my dreams of what a marriage should be, were completely shattered.  As a result, I developed trust issues, and I built a wall around myself that hindered me from allowing myself to be completely loved.  To this day I have nightmares and fears associated with the trauma I experienced.  I am one of the lucky ones.  I left alive.

Domestic Violence affects more people than most of us are aware.  It creates lasting damage to individuals and families beyond what you can ever imagine.  It changes lives; just like breast cancer can do.  I encourage that while we pay tribute to those affected by breast cancer, that we don’t forget those who suffer from domestic violence.  On my charm bracelet, I have my pink ribbon charm accompanied by a purple high heeled shoe charm.  It reminds me to take care of my health, in more than one way this and every October.

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In the 16 years since the passage of the Violence Against Women Act (VAWA), we have broken the silence surrounding domestic violence to reach thousands of survivors, prevent countless incidences of abuse, and save untold numbers of lives. While these are critical achievements, domestic violence remains a devastating public health crisis when one in four women will be physically or sexually assaulted by a partner at some point in her lifetime. During Domestic Violence Awareness Month, we recognize the tremendous progress made in reducing domestic violence, and we recommit to making everyone’s home a safe place for them.

Read the full proclamation by President Obama by accessing the link here:


A Good Thing

I was in the hair salon yesterday, reinventing myself again, when this young lady came in to make an appointment for herself.  After some conversation with her and my hair stylist, it was discovered that this young lady thought that she had a relationship dilemma.  She had a man in her life who wanted a relationship with her.  He had told her and shown her in numerous ways.  He had done all the things that men do when they want a woman in their lives as more than a pretty accessory; he had taken her to his friends’ weddings, introduced her to his friends and relatives, spent quality time with her, even though he lived in another state.  If you’re single like me, you realize that often a man can live down the street from you and you will never see or hear from him.  Here she was with a man that clearly loved her and wanted to care for her.  But she was indecisive about her role in his life.  Men know when they want a woman in their lives and they know sooner than they are often willing to admit.  On average, they know within thirty to ninety days of spending time with that woman.  This man had waited for her for a full year.  I asked her was there anything bad she could say about him and her response was ‘No’.  Then I asked her did she think he was just too good to be true and she said ‘Yes’.  Ah-ha! THAT was the REAL dilemma. 

So many of us have been defrauded and betrayed in relationships that we develop a very unhealthy sense of cynicism.  We believe that because of everything negative that we have previously experienced in our relationships that everyone we meet with be a repeat of the same negative energy – over and over again.  Without realizing it, we talk ourselves out of a good thing.  We sabotage our own happiness because we do not believe in its existence. 

This young lady reminded me of myself SO much.  We’re even born under the same astrological sign – Capricorn.  But the biggest difference between she and I is that I’m almost six years older than she is and I do not have someone in my life that treats me the way her man treats her.  Yes, I told her that he is her man, but she’s the only person that doesn’t know it.  I don’t know what I’d be willing to give to have a man love me to that same degree or greater.  I’d love to have someone to share my achievements with, my ideas with, and my life with.  I’d love to be in her shoes and many other women would also.  I told her that there are women somewhere who would sit on top of rooftops with sniper rifles to get the man that she has.  Even though I often feel like I’m being held hostage as a single woman, I’m surrounded by people with healthy relationships and good marriages.  Therefore, I have a pretty good idea of what one looks like.   I told her to go get her man and the other women in the salon agreed. 

It’s disheartening that for so many of us we are waiting for the other shoe to drop.  We constantly believe that a person is just too good to be true and that their motives are to create harm and pain in our lives.  We let our pasts hinder our ability to love and trust.  We aren’t receptive to that level of emotion.  We are unable to be vulnerable out of fear.  We forget that other person is also a person, who may be just as nervous and fearful about us as we are about them.  We talk ourselves out of a good thing

I’m speaking about myself as well.  I’m known for talking myself out of a good thing.  I’ve had so many painful relationships and I’ve been rejected so often that meeting a good man who has the capacity to love me sounds like an urban legend.   I over analyze gestures of admiration and wonder ‘why’ about almost every little thing.  However, I’m learning that when there isn’t anything wrong, you shouldn’t create something wrong in your mind, just so that you can be right about there being something wrong.  If there is in fact something wrong it will manifest on it’s own without you applying energy to it.  I’m trying to be more open to that part of me that wants love so that I can accept it when it arrives.  That doesn’t mean that I turn my bullshit meter off.  It just means that I need to stop talking myself out of a good thing.  Maya Angelou said “When a person shows you who they are the first time, believe them.”  A person that isn’t good for you will show themselves to you.  The person that God made for you will also do the same.  All you need to do is believe them.