A Daily Dose of Freedom

Social media created a new phenomenon with "it’s complicated" relationship status on Facebook.  I guess the hype serves notice to the "friends list" that this is not the platform to publicly display significant others and that keeping personal business off social media may be beneficial.  I'm still guessing.... Maybe "it's complicated" is a testament to the uncertainty of claiming someone that may not "claim" you in return.  If both are wrong, then please spare me the embarrassment; because I'm the one that relies solely on Google to decipher some of these abbreviations just to "comprehend" what's on some people's mind. Or just maybe...there are a lot of representations of "soul ties" surfing the net. I’m not sure! Who am I to judge, when my “love life” trumps nonexistent? Recently, I’ve read an influx of posts on social media that screamed at my spirit (in all caps) with the caption that ...

Once I fell back in "lust" with carbs, I secretly watched as my physical health spiraled out of control. In public, I ate according to the desired social setting. In the presence of health conscious friends, my plate reflected their healthier options to escape judgment. However, in the company of others, we ate till oblivion or the "itis" set in. I was the "queen of adaptation," so this was no different.  I was a survivor, a recovering food addict, a chameleon in complete disguise, not to deceive others but to conceal my truth. I was out of control and very few noticed because my conversations reflected such positive vibes. The mastery of deflection at work. My supportive nature became an escape. It was my defense mechanism to avoid the hard conversations about what was happening behind closed doors with me. Somehow, unknowingly, I re-invited that energy back into my space and I couldn't get rid of it. No one knew that I was "addicted to the...

Make space for your healing without compromising divine appointments. In hindsight, sometimes I complain about “juggling roles” because it gets overwhelming, but I overheard my mentor share a profound statement with a group of ladies. She said she only gets burned out whenever she doesn’t allow God to make the necessary provisions for her schedule. I’m not exactly sure what that looks like for her but it made me think about my own lack of time management. It seems as if I’m always on borrowed time cause I unintentionally mismanage mine. By now, everyone has heard the record spin a thousand times bout my introverted personality. I take staying in my own lane to a whole other level; so much so, that recently God has been tugging at my heart on the matter. Now there are some people that I have to unapologetically keep at arm’s length because their energy weighs me down. I’m simply not strong enough to carry their burdens, but I try to tactfully remind them of who can in good faith. ...

"Every woman that finally figured out her worth has picked up her suitcases of pride and boarded a flight to freedom, which landed in the valley of change."  -Shannon L. Alder During a recent family vacation, I spent some much needed quality time with my love, my grandson. It grieved my spirit a little, realizing he's no longer the little innocent baby that I get to hover over as an overprotective grandma. Unfortunately, unavoidable life circumstances striped me of the privileges of being an instrumental key influence in his life. Rather than succumbing to the wailing tears, I chose to "live in the moment" and enjoy the special allotted time with him. My phone wasn't a priority and social media wasn't a distraction. I freely chose to surrender my cell phone in a locker at the Water Park so that he could have all of me. He did just that. I'm sure he called Nana a few dozen times. Every time he took a plunge down a new slide, he wanted to make...