When life brings you to your knees, remember where you came from. Bring it back to your roots. Remember the stories of your parents and grandparents; their trials, tribulations, and triumphs. Remember that you are the culmination of all those hardships. It is true. You are their legacy. Their stories are your stories, and you are their story. If we get up, dig deep, and push the story a little farther, there is love and sacrifice at the end of the journey.
Know your worth then add tax.
Then go out there and advocate for yourself.
You teach others how to treat you.
The universe has a funny way of teaching. It’s playful and loves to test us. It wants to see how strong we are mentally, emotionally, physically, and spiritually. It puts us through a series of unfortunate events to see what we will make of it. It asks, “Can s/he rise to the occasion?”
The universe doesn’t do this out of malice but from a place of tough love.
Think about it.
If your life were easy, how else are you going to get stronger?
Trudge forward. The universe grants mercy in our darkest moments. The moments when we encounter that fork in the road when we must decide to give up or push forward. Just after that decision, the world will reward you for your trials and tribulations. That is, if you choose wisely.
When the universe is testing you, keep moving forward and you will be rewarded.
Mistakes take us to the next level. They teach us what we should and should not do. They help us refine our strategies and do better the next time around.
When mistakes arise, forgive yourself. If you are establishing a habit and you miss a day or two, accept the loss, acknowledge it, and refine your strategy so it doesn’t happen again.
Dare to fail. There is a lesson in every failure.
Fail fast, learn faster.
The only rule to follow when it comes to mistakes is:
Don’t make the same mistake twice.
I tend to get overly excited about many things. Long waits are agonizing, as the anticipation gnaws at my soul and my colorful imagination paints my thoughts. I often have to remind myself to slow down. My friend Galen reminded me yesterday,
“Don’t rush anything. Just enjoy.”
As the best things take time to develop, it is important that we allow events to unfold naturally. (Definitely a test for an impatient person like myself…but it is for the best.)
Anxiety is a natural part of life. It is a frequent feeling that occurs when fear creeps into our minds. Whether that fear is rational or not is insignificant to the imminent terror that fills our bodies with tense muscles and haunting thoughts.
Our reactions toward this overwhelming feeling is the key to success as you cannot escape its omnipresence. It’s imperative to have a system in place, so you can mitigate the risks and salvage your sanity when complications arise.
When anxiety fills my mind, I write. I write to capture my ricocheting thoughts onto a page where I can decipher them into a practical solution. I make checklists. I create plans in my head and do what I can the night before the event. There were recent situations when these tactics did not help soothe my mind, so I turned to regularly calling my friend Wally to sort things out (as they say, “good friends are cheaper than a therapist”).
How do you deal with anxiety? Do you talk to others? Do you create a check-list? Do you indulge in your vices? Does your system work? If not, how can you tweak your system so minimizes your anxiousness when your emotions take over?
Within my friends groups, I’m notorious for getting into crazy situations. The reason is, I am a yas woman. If I get into a situation where I must choose to stay or go, I choose go as much as possible (that is, if my intuition tells me I am not in danger).
Saying yes has led to stand-up paddle boarding in the San Francisco Bay, cooking delicious meals with a stranger, grabbing dessert with a “boss ass bitch”, endless nights of dancing, multiple concerts, tours at amazing companies, unbelievable sunset views, and so much more.
Today’s example: I was running through Lake Merritt after my MLK volunteer event and ran into Anthony and his old coworker Nathan. Ant invited me to eat pho for dinner later that night. I gladly accepted the invitation. After dinner, the three of us went to (my first) comedy event at a bar I’ve been meaning to try. I laughed for two hours straight. The lineup was stellar, and the venue was extremely hip. Now, I am exhausted and do not want to talk to anyone, but I am so happy I went. I will definitely come back for Monday night comedy.
Say yes, because why not.
Many of my most memorable moments stemmed from moments of spontaneity.
How could it not when you’re open to what the world has to offer?