This is me. This is who I am. Understanding weak point and strong points in yourself. Realizing the type of person you are, the things you tend to do in specific circumstances, things you hate, people/places/phrases that motivate you, people/places/phrases that make you angry/bitter are a part of self-realizing. Once you see who you are then the process of healing will be that much clearer. To see, to realize, to notice, to understand calms your tension and helps to realize why things are the way they are. After you self-realize, and after you heal, the way you move, think, respond, and approach life will then also be changed and improved.
There are mornings when its easy to wake up, but then there are mornings when waking up is the most difficult struggle ever imagined. A change of mind and heart can help with this struggle. Allow yourself to be grateful and talk positively to yourself and about yourself. Change your own mind, strengthen yourself, and let love in when you wake up everyday. Don’t be consumed by the thoughts of a new day. Move slowly and clear your mind as you open your energy up for a new opportunity to change your life and someone else’s.
Discussing self-care and appreciation can span to various topics and subjects and changes based on the needs of those individuals, but an overarching theme when it comes to self-care and appreciation is its importance. Always know that self-care should come first. Know yourself, know your strengths, and especially know your weaknesses. Know what you need to work on and know when you deserve a break. Take care of yourself physically and mentally since they both work together in your overall well being. Make sure to love and be kind to yourself. Know your limits and know when something isn’t for you. Don’t panic! Slow your lifestyle down and appreciate yourself enough to know who you are and what you want for yourself.
I would have to say that these past couple days have been extremely difficult. With high expectations of myself, not being able to pursue what I thought I could right away, feeling less than, and not feeling like I can has consumed me to my limit. But after some panic attacks and depressive episodes I’ve come to a conclusion that life is as is and will continue to go at it’s own rhythm and I just have to flow with it. Even though I feel like I should be doing better, I have to give myself credit for making moves and trying my best.
How do I explain to a person that shows this much compassion that she is gold and worthy of more than this life itself?
That her deeds she feels goes unnoticed are the core value that instilled a generation of activism and empowerment.
That the tears that fall from her eyes are caught and kept locked away as a means of rebellion and ammunition for the fight that reveals the power we have as women.
That the burden she carries on her back I’ve extended my shoulders to carry as a napsack, as I give her fresh water to drink from.
I wash her feet with my thanks, I embrace her with my gratitude, yet it’s still not enough to cover all of the sweat that falls from her head being the mother that she is and always has been.
Her superwoman tendencies, her all or nothing mindset, she told me it’s all she knows how to be, and I said that’s all she has to be.
Her work is astounding, her effort phenomenal, and still all I’ve said and words still can’t explain the sweat that falls from her head being the mother that she is and always has been.
And people don’t know the importance of a mother, that her work, every generation she carries to raise and to nuture, to feed from her breast the milk of empathy, love, acceptance and power, that she has provided ten fold all that a mother can provide without an ounce of complaint.
She is the reason that I write and I’m learning to love every ounce of myself because if I’m anything, an onunce of what she is, I would be able to do and say, speak for all of my fellow women, that we are all powerful and able in everything because we decend from the mothers we came from.
So mom, with saying so much and not nearly enough, I owe you many thanks and all that I have in me, Happy super woman day because you are the epitome of greatness and if I’m lucky, I can be just like you when I grow up.
Continue with your courage and your bravery, to live as such an example that you are.
With all of me,