I took these shots in December, thinking I was going to write something about restarting for the New Year. That’s not really what I want to write about at all. I want to talk about winning.
How many times have you sat down to complete a task and ended up watching television instead? The next thing you knew, your entire day is gone and you haven’t gotten any work done. Just me?
The lights grew dim as wristbands began to illuminate the arena. A voice low, yet robust filled the atmosphere. Women excitedly cheered on as they recognized the familiar voice speaking. I could barely hear what she was reciting over the roaring applause. And then, like a vision of a burning sun, she rose from within the stage. We all lost our minds! It took me a second to realize that I was watching Oprah Gail Winfrey walk on the stage. Tears began to well in my eyes as it hit me: I was seeing Oprah in the flesh.
A friend suggested I watch this documentary and I’m glad he did. Side note: if you come across a doc you’d think I’d love to watch, shoot me an email! Anyway, although I was hoping it would be longer and a bit more in-depth, I really enjoyed it. Using psychologic research and real life interviews from people across the world, ‘Happy‘ examines the importance of happiness.
“The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.” – Benjamin Franklin
Last week, I had lunch with a friend to discuss my involvement in his new project. I love hearing the excitement in someone’s voice when they speak on their passions. I truly believe that whatever you want is right there waiting for you, so long as you put in the effort to attain it.
After lunch, he was presented with a work opportunity in my presence. I’m thinking, “Shoot, I’ve been unemployed 37 days now. Let me find a way in this.” So…I said I’d do the work. And that was that.
I think the gravity of what I’ve done is finally affecting me.
I quit my job. There are no more paychecks coming in. It’s time to pay the bills. The magnitude of this realization caused me not to want to get out of bed this morning.
And then I’m reminded of words my good friend GG shared with me when I first told her I quit my job:
It’s actually pretty sickening how much I actually talk about Beyonce on this blog and with friends.
I’m not talking about, “Oh, Bey real cute on the streets today.” kinda talking but complete dissertations of every song since 4 came out. Because really, that’s when Beyonce finally came into her own.
Over at Pledge to Be Bella (where I am a contributor), we’re discussing how to have a Beyonce Year; how to achieve Beyonce-esque greatness. Now, I know I have the same 24 hours as Beyonce but c’mon folks, we all know that Beyonce is the by-product of an IMMACULATE team. Beyonce + her team = greatness. She does what she wants [now] without fear. And that’s what a Beyonce Year is all about.
- I freakin opened my eyes this morning. No, they opened on their own. No, God chose to open my eyes. DOPE.
- I have a god-daughter that still remembers me even when I haven’t seen her in an embarrassingly long time.
- For friends that accept me despite my aloofness.
- For a mom and dad, brother and sister.
- For laughter and tears.
- For love and heartache.
- For the gift of acceptance.