She’s my mom. She’s knows me the most and knows what I’m made of.
Give me a blog post God. Help me be sincere yet protective of my personal life. Help me to find the balance in that and in all things.
Heal the unbelief in my heart. Move through the dueling seas of total surrender and “I’m just not sure” and take captive any thought of unbelief.
God give me a blog post. Where I can open up about my break up and provide a resource of information to others, yet maintain my forward mobility in refocusing on self and getting this bag!
God heal my family. Allow your Holy Spirit to encamp around their homes. May an angel sit at each window and every entry protecting my family from any harm or danger that could come their way.
I know that prayers can be answered but it hurts to transparently pray sometimes. My life has been in continuous transition with moving for my career and I’d like to Thank you for patiently waiting for a post. I have so much that I want to write about often times, that I can’t choose. Everyday a topic of discussion arises that I want to write about based on my life experiences that day. So I sit on topic after topic waiting for the right feeling or the right one. Guess what? The right one can’t be manually selected. It’s not coming. The right one is now.
I hate that I fell for someone who wasn’t ready to leap. I loved every single moment of our season together. Conflict arises when one side can’t seem to blend, ebb and flow and compromise with the other. The last time that I held him was right before I left for Atlanta for go OTRII with my girls. Who knew that would be the last time? Who in the ever loving world books a stay in the freaking Govenors suite at the Omni and CNN Center Hotel, see’s not only Jay Z and Beyonce, but Khalid, ChloexHale and manages to get broken up with in the same night over the phone? Kasai Marie freaking Carter that’s who. LOL.
Everyone is not willing or ready to leap whenever you are, when we are. Some of us were raised to leap. However, we must RESPECT even our lover’s decisions and position on leaping. When we force a leap there’s bound to be an accident. Someone is going to fall and it’s going to hurt.
My mom saved me. Karen taught me how to leap. She taught me how to soar and is still catching me when she sees I need another boost upward closer to my purpose. Leaping is an art form and she’s just about mastered it, and her doing so has saved lives. Two to be exact.
Karen leapt into the car and drove me back home. She loved on me and wiped my tears and reminded me of who I am. I am a dancer who knows how to leap.
This post started off as a prayer. I really want to keep this blog transparent and GENUINE ALWAYS. Even if that means leaping and seeing the potential judgement on the way over to the other side.
It’s freaking October 201& people! Where did the year go?! Obviously there’s no time like the present to get yourself in position to leap. You can still start a new chapter if you’re breathing. And it simply starts with taking the time to discern if its your season to leap and learn how to make it over to the other side. You will make it and I am so excited to get back to the things I love, providing content for the people I love and moving forward expressing gratitude in love.
Ase.
Happy Birthday to the woman whose taught me how to leap, my mother Karen Lomax