(Living In The Moment) Stressed in the City... Again!

Hiya Peeps,

Like every- body else I suffer from ingratitude disorder. I'm always asking what's next? When will my dreams come true? When will my book drop? etc etc.... like every other city resident I am constantly in angst about every damn thing. But today after speaking with my homie and listening to his view's about life, I realise that I have truly been caught up, without even knowing it. (shout out to Marc for the insight)

Angela Davis and Toni Morrison in 1974 (I want to sell books like them when I grow-up)

 After we talked at length about the Importance of time. How our use or abuse of it can change every- thing; I had to consider where I stand on this. The truth is every- time I reach a goal instead of giving thanks for the opportunity and enjoying the moment, I am racing toward the next thing. I am so busy worrying about the future that I have forgotten to enjoy the here and now. I wait for my annual vacation to let my hair down but for two/three weeks of the year trying to release eleven months and one weeks worth of stress.  I go on and on about life and I'm working so hard on my career aspirations that I am forgetting to be still and take it all in. by acknowledging my failures but also my triumphs.  So I did what  any self respecting girl would do when she needs to understand some deep stuff, I threw on some Pac to help me unravel myself from the Bridget Jones moment. What can I say, I can always rely on Mr Shakur to add value. Wessssssssstside!

Are you using yours wisely

 The truth is if we are applying ourselves consistently to the plan. Living in love as much as possible then it stands to reason that 'The Dream' whatever it is will be ours weather we worry or not. I am really going to work hard to trust that whatever higher love has brought me this far will continue to safeguard my future, by refusing to give myself a ulcer or alopecia due to stress. In the past I have really struggled with the living in love part. Oh yes, I'm overridden by fear. Scared that if I stop even for one second the dream will become vapour. Poof.  Today is a new day people. and I am determined not to allow fear to cause me to act up. Trust and believe I will be breaking out my copy of Angela Davis's Autobiography (my go to book in times of need) and 2pac's All Eyez On Me album to move me through this successfully. Yeah baby! take dat, take dat.

Can't stop, won't stop