Without Love we are Nothing…but where we get love, is what we are yet to explore! This wasn’t the journey I had foreseen when I looked into my future as a little girl. I did not see… More
Loving Myself and Fighting My Pattern…
Sitting at my desk, normally bright eyed and bubbly, I am haunted with the idea of regret. The ideas of yesterday and the longing for what has already come to past. I know that this isn’t a place that one should live, nor reside in for long, as we all know, we cannot change what has come to past. However I can’t help but feel a sense of let down by myself. That feeling that I didn’t do all that I know I am capable of. This makes me feel empty and hollow inside.
Knowing that time stands still for no-one, I fear that today and tomorrow this feeling will remain. What a waste of life, if I don’t fulfill my potential. All that I know I can achieve. I mean, have you ever had that feeling that overwhelms, that you know you are capable of so much more, but still you remain in this circle of repetitive existence. Work, home, friends, and family. Over and over again. Now normally I would relish this and don’t get me wrong, I love it secretly, but I also long for that excitement. The adventure of life. Walking on the edge.
Is this me feeling a little old?
Is this me, missing my youth or at least that feeling of not having to take life seriously?
Maybe it’s a sign I am not living or at least I have become a bit complacence. I know this feeling stems from somewhere and I HATE IT. This means I need to bring change. I need to bring my A-Game! I know that there is so much life to still live. Maybe my years before were so drained I have forgotten that inner joy within me. The one that bursts with life and adrenaline.
I guess this is also why I started my blog. I want to do things differently. I know I struggle with consistency and commitment to see things through. I often pick up new fads and find myself switching between things. I have previously been a serial job hopper and generally find it hard to stay rooted. I have moved more than twenty times in my life and FOUR times in the last FIVE years. Life has thrown me some unbalance but I guess I need to focus on staying grounded in the midst of turbulence. I know within me there is greatness. You may not see it immediately, but I know deep down inside the core of my soul that I am not living to my full potential. I am existing and not utilising the gifts and blessings I have been granted with. I want more but not because I am materialistic or desire monetary rewards, but that feeling of completion! Like I feel a sense of satisfaction, that I have completed a task and met myself! I have Met Myself!!!
I recently started running and I actually love it. I don’t know why or how that even happened, as I previously loathed such a task. But I guess running has given me that space to be free in my own thoughts, and to also push myself beyond my limits. I started in January and love it but have had some setbacks. I can be lazy and I have lost focus. I also have a back injury so do have to take it easy. But I hear myself shout excuses! Excuses!!! Wake your ass up and go run…I haven’t run for a month and half…first it was my back as I triggered my slipped disc, so I had to rest it and now it’s just me, letting me down! My back is back to normal or as normal as it can be, and I still haven’t put on my running shoes!
Now I know it isn’t that big of a deal really. Just get back out there with your running shoes I hear you say. But for me it is A BIG DEAL…this is what I do. I just lose focus. I start with so much drive and then I slip. However this is where the change will come, MUST COME. I am aware of it! I am. So tomorrow I will wake up and put on those running shoes! I will run because in doing so I am meeting myself and challenging my cycle of pattern. I will show myself that I can be more. I can be committed. I can see it through. I can break this pattern of behavior I have developed since teenage-hood. This throw away lifestyle! This is me meeting myself as silly and as strange as it may seem. I won’t torture myself with regret and disappointment because I fell off course! No! Not anymore. I am amazing and I have the potential!
I will walk, I will run and I will see it through. I have this habit of beating me up. Beating myself up to the point there is nothing left. I don’t fear others but fear myself. I am my own critic. I am the one who will destroy all that is good…within me. I wasn’t taught to see the good in myself, so I am teaching me now. I am teaching me, how to love myself. Slowly and intimately, I take sip after sip, feeding love into my life. Positive complements. I acknowledge the negative thoughts. I can’t not, but I am trying to process them. Process the disappointment and understand where it comes from. Why do I…dare I say it…hate me sometimes. Hate who I am… maybe because I haven’t learnt to love me and to also embrace me, when I fall down rather than repetitively bash myself for the fall. It’s a hard stance and hard journey to say the least.
We develop these patterns of behavior and to change them is a massive challenge. I find it sometimes too much, but I am determined. So until next time, pray for me, cheer for me and for all those souls that have been damaged on the way up and need peace, love and encouragement. Be good to those around you, as you don’t know behind that smile or those eyes the demons they are fighting internally, let alone externally.
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Is it just me, am I the only one. I look around me and most of the people I know have pretty normal, functioning relations with their mums. Don’t get me wrong, yes they have had some turbulent moments but on the whole they have a decent relationship.
For me however it feels strained and no matter what I do to change it, it is just what it is.
I discussed this at therapy this week. My relationship with my mother. Although I hate to admit it, it just isn’t what or where it should be. I can go weeks, even months without speaking to my mum. I feel embarrassed to even utter it but this is my reality. Now before you judge me and judge me you will, it isn’t because I want this type of relationship. It is just after years of trying and constantly feeling rejected, I have just kinda let it go astray. Yes I talk to my mum, but she isn’t my best friend to say the least. I don’t go for advice or even call in for Sunday dinner.
It’s hard to process and one post just merely won’t do but as I attempt to break it down maybe you can understand. I spent most of my twenties, making effort, driving miles to visit my mother, only to be pushed away.
Example One. I drove from Crystal Palace to Cricklewood to surprise my mum on her birthday. I remember it like it was yesterday actually and as I type I feel the tears fill my eyes. I arrived all bright eyed and bubbly. Egger to please my mum on her birthday. I enter and wish her a happy birthday bearing a gift I had brought. My mother as normal was cleaning her already immaculate house. Chit chatting away or at least I was trying to, I just wanted my mum to stop for a moment, embrace the fact that I had driven so far to surprise her and do something for her birthday. A little frustrated I asked my mum to stop cleaning as I had come so far to be with her. My mothers response ‘I didn’t tell you to drive here’. Mother turns her back and continues cleaning. I leave…No follow up phone call and no apology. We don’t speak for a few weeks.
Example Two: I work three years to get a degree at university. I manage to get a First Class Honours. Pat on the back to me. Lot’s of hard work, sleepless nights and no social gatherings. Graduation day. Mother does not attend. Cant take day off work. (This was by choice may I add).
I know it may not sound like much and with two simple and silly examples its hard to convey. I could go onto detail and list more but this isn’t that type of post. Really I just want to convey my emotions and actually how much it hurts. This isn’t the relationship I want. I love family. I am the one who throws BBQ’s, Parties and Family Events. My Family are part of my heartbeat. But I have pretty much spent the best part of my life or at least 50% trying to gain the affection, approval, recognition of achievement from my mother.
As a child we all seek approval by those we value. To know it is okay to be who we are. To get that pat on the back. I understand that my own mother has had a challenged up bringing and it is hard to give what you have never experiences, but then I also feel like it is a choice. I choose to tell my son EVERY SINGLE DAY that I love him. I apologise for my flaws and I take on board how he feels. Now by no means have I got this parenting thing down, that is a whole different post and different therapy session (I am battling with anger management and outbursts) but I am trying. I just want to see my mother try. I feel like she knows that our relationship isn’t what it should be but she just doesn’t try.
I guess I should pray about it. I know that it sits heavy on my chest and it’s an issue that isn’t going away. Maybe I will have more positive updates but for now this is what it is. I do fear that time will past and life will continue. In the event that something happened, it will be one of my biggest regrets. Not having the relationship I want. I am trying to let go of the hurt, forgive the injustice and emphases with my mothers pain and struggles but every time I make a break through something happens to bring it all back. Maybe tomorrow will be better. xoxo
Can you believe it. What an epic journey thus far. Its the beginning of a new time for me. Not a New Year resolution, but actually a journey to self-discovery, self-healing and self-reflection. Most importantly however, it’s the start of IMPLEMENTATION!
See we can all make these New Year Resolutions, and to be honest many of us have good intentions. This year has to be different I have decided. It’s not really an option but more a mandatory requirement.
I am now a 32 Year Old Women! hmmm… even saying it like that feels a bit overwhelming. Gone is the teenage girl whom was lost and self-destructive, then the determined self-motivator! Gone is the girl whom self-tortured over and over again, my own mental state of expectations. This year has to be different! It must as I can no longer survive on the template I have already demonstrated numerous times.
I often hear myself say ‘wow why is life really this hard?’ and it’s not that it’s always hard but I have decided it is because I have lacked the tools. I want the path to a new enlightenment, one where I am not self-destructing, or feeling inadequate, one where self-love is the key to my heart. So this blog is a about recording my journey, the tears, the happiness, and the learning process I will seek to explore in pursuit of self-actualization.
I am currently hooked on James Bay, Hold Back the River! I love the build up of the melody. The simplistic start to the instruments. One would assume he is talking about a female. But take the lyrics and transform them. This song could be about anything. For me this song is screaming out, how I have tried to keep myself in
control, I have tried to control LIFE! Interesting, as life CANNOT be controlled! Life just Happens!
‘Hold back the river let me look in your eyes!’
Let me stare life in the face, my fears in the face, my ups and my downs in the face, my self-destruction, my self-pleasing, my imperfections! We all have it. I am an idealistic person and as a result self-failure in my eyes it’s VERY difficult for me to process. As I take you through my mind and my journey in this thing called life, you can form your own opinion, but know I am a harsh critic of myself and generous with others!
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So why Mayo and Fries…
Years ago in 2007 I was in Boston, at a bowling alley with some friends that I had in New England. We ordered some snacks on the side as you do. When my fresh, hot, potato fries arrived, I was alarmed to find that I was offered a number of sauces but no Mayonnaise. hmmm interesting..so naturally I asked the waitress for some Mayo for my Fries…Well that was it, my friends whom were from New England, AKA Boston…were mortified. Mayo and Fries! What was this combination I was attempting to introduce. A laughable situation and a cultural shock for us both, we shared in some good banter. However that idea had just stuck with me…so much so that I set up my email, Mayo and Fries…and now 2016 my blog…
#NakedEmotions ~ Mayo and Fries
This week I had a great day out. The sun was shining and I was out with my sister and sister-in-law, along with my son and niece. We went on a bus ride and explored parts of London. My son was happy.
It is so funny because sometimes we pen our happiness down to tangible things. Things we can physically see or touch. But sometimes the very core of our happiness can be felt in a moment. An experience. Something we cannot put our fingers on.
This particular day I felt that said feeling. A spirit of joy and contentment. Now that isn’t to say I don’t or didn’t have crappie days leading up to or even after. But in that moment, in that cheeky smile my son gave, the sun shining, being around family whom cared about me, I felt rich. Rich in spirit.
See my journey so far has been a bumpy ride, some of which I solely am responsible for and some which was already paved before I knew I was walking it. Often I found myself at crossroads. I had choices to make. Easy right? Not for me. I am now in my thirties and only NOW am I starting to understand the meaning of Self-Love, Self-Preservation and complete Trust in God (or at least I am trying). I have found myself at crossroads, where I could have made better, more informed choices.As a result I have learnt a few key points, that I will share below.
One: Do not seek for others to validate you. If you cannot accept yourself do not expect other people to do it for you! You need to create a sense of confidence in whom you are and accept the things you cannot change about yourself, or maybe do not even like all that much. None of us are perfect and each of us, can improve who we are. However, we must LOVE, NURTURE and ACCEPT who we are to start off with. Only then can we take strides forward to becoming better people for OURSELVES not for others. Social media and Facebook likes do not sum up who you are!
Two: Be confident! This world will destroy you if you do not have confidence in yourself. Every single day we are bombarded with advertisements, social media, images and people’s opinions. Not all of them will align with who we are. Understanding that we cannot be all encompassing is important. Being confident in all of you is essential to survival. God created you in his image and his image alone. No one else’s. So what if people are lighter, darker, skinnier, more full figured, have big breast, better clothes, a nice house and so forth. You are not defined by these things but by your character. Be confident in who you are today, not tomorrow! Know that although you may be on a journey of self-improvement, you are embracing every step of that which is accepting who you are and being confident about knowing yourself.
Three: Listen to your inner voice. We all have it, but many of us do not take time to listen to it. I have been in relationships where the little voice in me was shouting ‘Noooooo they are not the one’, but because I was so insecure inside, I silenced that voice and continued to lower my expectations and standards and allow others to treat me in ways I would not encourage others to allow. You know you, and if you don’t, by listening to that little voice you will get to know you, a whole lot more. Be strong in trusting yourself and trusting your own decisions, rather than the voice of those around you. In the dark, it is only you and God!
Four: Do not live in the future. I have done this so many times. I live in the idea of tomorrow as I am not happy with where I am today. This is not to say, don’t have goals and dreams. I encourage that 100%. But don’t live for sunshine tomorrow, when you may have sunshine today. Embrace today’s story, today’s journey and today’s season. It is here for a reason and a lesson is waiting to be learnt. Something I have noticed in my life is cycles. Now cycles can be for a number of reasons.
A: I keep making the same decision and expecting a different result.
B: I need to learn a lesson and because I am failing to do so, God keeps giving me it, just in different ways/situations/circumstances.
Five: Be brave and do not be ashamed. I have learned the most valuable lessons in embracing who I am and where I come from. Yes, sometimes it is hard, particularly when I feel out-classed, uncomfortable and less educated… BUT BE BRAVE!
You may feel out of your league, you may feel unsure, but navigate your terrain anyway. No one gets anywhere by shying away and hiding because they feel out of place. A movie I love is Erin Brockovich. Now yes this is just a movie, but by goodness it makes you think for a second. And yes it is Hollywood, so some glam has gone into the story to make it more enjoyable and watchable, but my point is, this was a woman that clearly didn’t fit, but yet she solider on! If you cannot be brave for yourself, then how can you teach or show your children to be brave! You need to suck it up and reach for the stars. If you have to go down a few steps to go up a whole lot, be brave and be HUMBLE!
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‘My Son…My beautiful blessing…Amen…My Gift…My Grace…The Biggest Part of MY World…’
I thought I was in love. Maybe I was…but this love hurt. What I do know however, is out of what it was came a blessing I am so grateful for.
I made a choice, naive at the time I will admit. I made a choice either way. A decision that now moulds my every day, but one I would not reverse naturally.
Being a mother has been the biggest lesson yet, and I am still learning. Each and every day I learn something new about me and about life. I never thought I would have children. I didn’t even think I was the settle down type to a degree, but hey…a girl did day-dream occasionally. I mean I wanted to fall in love, but in that idea I thought I’d be loved back. My white picket fence and my green grass. ‘Disney’ Right…They sold us all this amazing fairy tale and for some it comes true and for some it doesn’t appear in the way we dreamt it would. You have to work out your own happiness. Your own story.
My son has taught me so much about love and I am still learning. About self-sacrifice, about hard choices, and unhealthy decisions, that not only impact them, but ultimately is self-harming to you. I have made mistakes and I have also succeeded. It’s a learning curve each and every single day.
Firstly I became a single mum. That didn’t mean dad wasn’t involved, just that my day-to-day didn’t involve him. My first battle before the joy. Dealing with a relationship breakdown. And not because you don’t love them. Actually loving to the point of self-sacrifice. Unhealthy and misplaced. Anyone who has been through a break-up or is a parent would appreciate the gravity of these two combined. Head spinning, hurt burning but trying to smile to the world. Hey, I’m a New Mum…
Play-Groups and Baby-Shopping… No one promotes a broken home or heart. Just smile…that was my strategy…cry alone…night feeds and sleepless nights… alone. Sadden memories, a shadow casted over what should have been delight and joy. My family worried…just breathe…it will be okay. Just breathe, slowly.
That wasn’t what I expected. Stupid really, as the signs were clearly displayed but I had my head in the clouds and was too scared to face my reality. I was on my own emotionally and physically. I had fallen from my pedal.
Head of Department at 26 in a Secondary School, and doing my Master’s Degree at Warwick University. I turned 5 GCSE’s into a First-Class Honours Degree and A Post Graduate in Education. What a rude awakening! Keep it together as you do. It isn’t just me anymore. All I knew is I loved my son and I needed to get myself together…quickly!
They say don’t cry over spilled milk but sometimes when you have no closure to the heartfelt wounds, it is very hard. Don’t love me but love your child…Emotionally damaged, we were both lost. Mum and Dad. But I cannot even start to think about his wounds. I have my own. Aged 26 and not grown. Aged 26 years and I just had no clue. I thought I knew pain but this was a depth I couldn’t even comprehend. Like being shot in the heart. Literally. I was winded…more for the rejection of my child, than anything else…
Where are my flowers aka my friends, I need you now, is all I kept thinking. Where is ‘My God’, please give me strength, forgive me for my sins and give me ‘Grace’. My Friends, My Flowers, My God. This was just the beginning of a very rocky road.
Over the course of the last 5 years much has happened and I have had many successes as well as learning blocks. Not failures. Each difficult situation I have faced has taught me something. Not always seeing the ‘Value in The Valley’ (Iyanla Vanzant), but one of the most important factors is that happy mummy, makes happy child. These learning lessons are processed, when I can digest them. Not always seen at first, but as I said the ‘Value in The Valley’. Reflect on it. Hear my own voice and my own breath.
Forward to now…my beautiful son. Who is confident and full of love! Who brings a smile to my face every single day! (Well most days…let’s keep it real.) I learnt to embrace, the fact that I didn’t have a Disney ending in that given situation, God had something else in store for me. My own Disney…At that time I was emotionally unhealthy and toxic within myself. There was work that needed to be done. Still needs to be done in some ways! God doesn’t give you what you’re not yet ready to have however, and he doesn’t give you what you want, but what you need. I believe that.
Having a relationship wasn’t the hard part for me, it’s the quality of the relationship that you are prepared to have. I was not willing to present a postcard picture to the world and have a shambles behind closed doors. Who would you be fooling, the world or myself? I wanted a relationship, that involved two people, whom equally loved each other and put in the same level of work to making it successful.
So what is the purpose of this particular post? To share a little intimate insight and also some key points on staying focused on the joy and overcoming the challenge. These are only my opinions and you can take it or leave it. We are all different. But as a mum, be it a new or old role for yourself…this post might be a nice reminder of some useful points to remember when riding a storm. Further, it is also a reminder that although at the time we may not understand why things are happening, if we can have trust and put ourselves first, God will allow you to meet someone in a loving relationship, that not only loves you but also your child/children. Don’t sacrifice yourself.
- Stay Positive
It does get hard and it does get emotional. Take control of your feelings and know that you definitely are not alone. There are so many mums, both on their own and married whom are struggling. Give yourself A PAT ON THE BACK! There is NO book that will set you up for what you will experience and everyone’s child is DIFFERENT! Stay focused on the positive, as the negative will drag you down. Like I said ‘happy mummy, happy baby.’
- Be Honest
If you’re having a crap day, say ‘I am having a crap day!’ You are allowed. Don’t fall trap to the idea that we are all these smiley puppets, and perfect mums. No-One is! Just because they make cookies, or do the school volunteering or whatever, don’t think for one second that they don’t have bad days. Hell, they may even have a bad month or year. Being honest with how you feel isn’t a crime, the important thing here is how you deal with it. If you need to take a moment, take a moment. If you need to talk, then talk. But always try and do it in a safe environment and controlled. If your sad and your children see, speak to them. Obviously keep some details to yourself, hey their children, but tell them ‘mummy is just washing her eyes and her soul’. Big hugs. Your children just want you to be okay. Your their rock and world.
- Stay Connected
It is important to have other mums to talk to. Other friends whom you feel like can relate. People that you feel like you can be honest with. Friends that are going to tell you the things you need to hear, to help you get back on your feet, and help you overcome the obstacles. You don’t need anyone who cannot listen or forces their opinion. Someone whom can listen to your heart and really embrace what you are saying, without judging! This journey is hard and when you are doing it alone, it can be scary and overwhelming. You are propelled into a situation, that maybe you were not really mentally prepared for. You need to speak. Don’t bottle it up. Do it in a safe environment and in a controlled manner. Stay connected to people that help you enjoy the highs but are also there for the lows.
- Have a Day Off
I am generally a perfectionist and I find it hard not to be this way. I also can be argumentative, as I hate to see what I think is injustice. In the beginning there was teething problems with creating a balanced environment of shared parenting. Taking responsibility from my son’s dad’s side, was at times difficult. This isn’t to judge the man in anyway, as we were both so young and unprepared. I believe we all fall short at times in our lives, but it is how to come back that matters. Fortunately my son has amazing grand-parents, uncles and aunties. Although my son’s dad should have taken some of the intensity off my shoulders, it wasn’t plain sailing. I did have to use my support network.
My sister, my blessing, was my backbone at times. My son’s grandma on his dad’s side, stepped in and took his place. Did it feel good, no! I was angry. Why does he get to live this lavish life of freedom? But I needed time for me. A close friend said to me ‘choose your battles wisely, don’t spite yourself, because you’re angry and don’t spite your son’. You can’t be your best if your tired, and emotionally worn out. Have a day off and recharge your batteries. As long as your child is well taken care of, fed, clothed and safe. Take a DAY OFF!
- Don’t be ‘Bitter!’ or ‘Spiteful!’
This is an absolute must. If you are consumed with bitterness, firstly it does not taste nice. Secondly and most importantly, if you are consumed with bitterness, then you are not focused on you, you are focused on them. How can you improve your life, or your situation, if you are focused on someone else? They have their journey. Bitterness does not manifest anything positive…and being spiteful only hurts you. Don’t use your children as weapons or pawns. In my opinion this is a Golden Rule.
Children should not suffer as a result of their parent’s decisions and actions. They do not asked to be born, nor do they fully understand what is happening at times. All they want is happy mummy and happy daddy, or just a happy place to grow and shine. Children don’t really know that their lives are different, because to them it’s their ‘normal’ and in today’s society, right or wrong it is the ‘new normal’. Many homes are not happy because of parental fighting and arguing. Do you want your own child’s experience to be clouded with that? Work out your issues, choose your battles and swallow your pride. Time is a great healer and people reap what they sow.
If you have an Ex, try to remain amicable and mature, even when it is so hard. If you have a slip of the tongue, don’t beat yourself up, just start as you mean to go on. Keep things professional and free of emotion when you are speaking to your ex. This helps especially if you still have emotions for them. Keep your boundaries and manage the expectations you have of yourself and the other person.
- Smile You Are Allowed To!
Find your sunshine. No-one wants to look back and see a shadow of themselves in their photos and memories. Trust me, I did that and I’ve been there. Reflecting on photos, my eyes were not smiling. I was there physically but I wasn’t really there, if you know what I mean. My spirit was void and broken. I was consumed with my emotion and in order to get by, and I just accepted the low and didn’t feel or authenticate me! Deal with your hurt in a safe place, but when you’re in a moment, enjoy it. Laugh, smile, and scream joy…don’t look back and see your beautiful baby and then see, that you were not really present. This time will not be given back to you. I am so annoyed even now when I realise I wasn’t present in moments! Flip-me, I just want to slap myself and scream wake-up. What the heck.
- Make Peace with Yourself
So it isn’t perfect…it didn’t live up to the fabricated fantasy you had in your head. It’s harder, you were not ready…It’s not perfect…what is? Nothing… You have made some mistakes. You shouted at your child, you lost your job, your mum is annoying you and no one understands.
Make Peace With YOURSELF. It happens. There is no rule book, and although this may not have been the path you thought you would be handed, it has come and gone. I have job hopped for 4 years. Don’t get me wrong, I am bloody good at what I do, but because my soul was unsettled and I hadn’t made peace with some of my own issues, I bounced around, never wanting to get too involved. Broken hearted and a broken spirit, I was always looking for a new beginning to start over…
Happiness, stability and peace cannot be pinned down to material things. A lesson that yes, many of us continue to keep being reminded of. Heal inside you, whatever it is. Deal with it no matter how long or hard it is. Be kind to you and forgive yourself and those around you.
- Don’t Take Life Too Seriously or other People’s Opinions
This is a funny one, as I am a very serious person. But I am also silly and I like to be silly. I am loud and I like to do adventurous things. I have a short-term plan of what I am speaking into my life, but it is important to not take life to seriously. Stress is not natural to the human body, and if we are not careful we can have underlying stress, because we are constantly worrying. This has been something that I am working on daily. I am trying to be present, present in my mind and my thoughts and listening to myself. When I feel myself getting worked up, I put on some music, mainly gospel for inspiration and humbling. I take time for me. To just get back to a balanced-self.
Manage the expectations you have of yourself. Don’t set yourself up to fail in your own mind! Know that life will have a few wounded moments. Knowing that this is life and that actually it is unexplained and sometimes unexpected, helps you deal with the fact, that you maybe have experienced another learning block.
Don’t worry and stress yourself, things will work out, but first you have to be in the moment and just focus on what needs immediate attention. Things will work out okay…Don’t worry about what others have to say.
- Manage Your Time and Invest in Yourself
Example: I started jogging about 8 months ago. I use to hate it but I now NEED it. Once a week. I go for a jog. It’s my uninterrupted time for me. MY OUTLET. MY ENERGY.
When and how do I get time to do this? Well it is hard when your child is under a certain age, so I empathise with those whom have very young babies. However now my son does extra curriculum activities, I bring my kit, and when he is doing his gymnastics, swimming or whatever, I throw on my running shoes. I make that time count! I fit in what I need, my outlet.
- Do Not Blur Boundaries with Parent and Child and Have a Life!
Our children become our focus. They take so much of us, that it is only natural that they become our complete focus at times. However, they are your children and you are their parent. YOU ARE NOT THEIR FRIEND! You have the hard job of being both kind and harsh. You are building them to be good, well-rounded people, who can go on and have healthy relations.
Many of my friends and I in the past have discussed, the fact that at some point in our lives, we have been with unemotionally available men. Men whom are still attached to their mothers aprons. Now yes, men and women are different. However, if we review how some of us as women have raised our children, we have forgotten that our children are not there to keep us company, nor replace the partner we no longer have! They are our children. You must make a life for yourself. You must make your own friends. You must go out with company your own age. You must not replace your lost, with blurred lines with your child/children! This is very unhealthy. Your children may not always like you, but you are teaching them hard lessons in life! Do not feel the pressure to be your child’s friend.
When you get a day off, make it about you. Yes, you may have some errands, we all do, but do them quickly and then make time! ‘#I’m your mother, not your friend’. A famous line from my own childhood. But wise words that were reinforced.
In no way is this list exclusive or am I saying I am right, this is just my opinion and some wise words from those around me. There are so many points that can be shared by myself and others. But these are a few of the key points I have learnt so far or have been shared with me, on my journey and have become invaluable to me and my survival. Know that this is a road unpaved and there is no set of rules. There are only lessons and experiences. Be happy with yourself and be okay with who you are. Don’t fear loneliness or being on your own, with you. Take time to realign who you are and speak what you want into your life. Embrace the challenge and know that no one gets things perfect, even if they look the ‘Joneses’.
Don’t feel pressure from society or those around you and listen to your inner voice. You know what is right for you and what you are ready for. Don’t feel pressure to date or move on, if you haven’t dealt with your emotions. Don’t expect your situation to be the same as your friends. It won’t. We are all different. Embrace that and know that there is really no mistakes, but lessons. I sometimes forget to not use that word, so bring about positive language in your life, to change your mind set. It does work, when being practiced. Know that the adverts of these perfect mums, is just that, an advert. There is no perfection. None! There is just contentment and that is what you want. To be happy!
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I Know I Love You…
I Know I Love You…
The issue is that loving you, may mean I am not loving myself! How do I ensure I have a balance?
This is my question right now and general reflection on love over the years. Having sat with myself and many of my friends, it has made me ponder on the idea of Live and how we Love ourselves first.
Have you ever been in a relation that sometimes feels like a losing game? You love that person, but they don’t even reciprocate the feeling. Or they do, but it is so selfish and unhealthy, it doesn’t appear to be love? Can it be love? Hmmm…I guess that is the question at hand. How can we love someone, who doesn’t love us back? Doesn’t love require that person to acknowledge you, respect you, and appreciate you? To understand how they hurt you. Some of the biggest musical hits sold, are those that sing of love-lost and heartache! Many of us relate to these feelings. Is it then that the biggest question we have to ask therefore, is how much do we really love ourselves, when loving someone is hurting who we are?
I have been in a relation for 32 years. 32 years! That’s a long time to be with someone. It’s a long time to know that person’s darkest secrets and biggest fears. A long time to grow to love that person and value their very authentic beauty. But within that 32 year period, I feel like I haven’t learnt a thing. I mean I have, but I’m once again at the start of a fresh relationship with this person. I am learning to love this person again! I am waking up, with tears of anger, tears of joy and a silent smile of grief and happiness all at the same time. A confusing experience one might say?
I want to live with this person in a peaceful bliss. I want to appreciate this person like fine wine or good home cooking! I want to see more than outward beauty. I want to kiss the scars and heal the wounds, carry the weight and transmit positive energy.
I am 32 years old! Me…I am 32 years old and have been in a relationship with myself since the day I was born into this world. What is so crazy about this however, is I don’t think I have actually taken time to appreciate this relationship. To sit in silence and listen to my own breath. To see my reflection, but really see me. To be kind and forgiving, loving and authentic, to myself. It’s difficult…we don’t want to be seen as selfish or self-centred. Egotistical or even arrogant. But whom do I live with? Whose shadow do I see every day? Myself.
I am 32 years young and I have decided to start a relationship with myself. I want to dance and not care who is looking! It is all about me…I have spent most of my early adult life, looking for the world to validate me. My insecurities, my fears, my need to feel a sense of belonging. I am not alone in this. I have met a whole range of people who display the same needs, but they present them in different ways. Some of them are not even aware that they have this need. Self-harming daily, in our daily actions, relations, jobs and so forth. Making bad choices in people and surroundings, because we haven’t fallen in love with ourselves in an authentic way or acknowledged why we are behaving the way we are.
I know I keep mentioning this word ‘Authentic’ right? But what does that mean? It’s funny…in my ‘Grow Your Flowers’ Post, I talk about friends and it was actually one of my girlfriends that first really highlighted this word to me, in the context that I now use it.
Authentic. Authentic defined by Dictionary.com is ‘representing one’s true nature or beliefs; true to oneself or to the person identified’. Yes this word has a few other definitions, depending on the nature in which you use the word, but in relation to what I mean, it’s about being true to yourself.
Life…it’s so interesting. One minute you can literally feel like you are drowning, almost dying inside and the next, you are on cloud nine. The beautiful thing about life, it is like fine wine. You only start to get hindsight and even foresight as you experience more of it. As you bask in your success and your failures! You feel your tears and taste their salt, you bandage that wound and stitch that cut! You smile so hard you feel like your face will crack and laugh so much, you can’t breathe. That’s life. And life brings experience and experience brings growth and growth brings love. So my question is how can you love someone, when they don’t love you back? Is it really love?
They say love doesn’t hurt but that is a lie. Love can hurt and at times will hurt, but I don’t believe love should remain hurting. It isn’t a feeling that one should continue to experience. Yes, love can hurt, when we are disappointed and let down. But it should not be a living feeling. It should not be given life, or air! Experiencing more pain than joy isn’t love. That isn’t living! Do you love yourself because if you did, then why are you sad? Why are you feeling pain regularly? Why are you hurting inside? Why are you living in your shadow? Imagine you invested the same amount of time you have spent in those negative relations, investing in loving yourself. That’s a beautiful picture. Energy is a living thing and we transfer it to one another. If someone isn’t loving you in a healthy way, then why are you transferring energy with them? It’s draining.
No-one was put on this earth to validate you other than God. Our parents were meant to uplift us and teach us how to love and self-heal. Our parents are our foundation in most cases and much of what we mimic and see in our own lives, is a reflection of what we saw in theirs. However it doesn’t always mean they got it right. The other day I had lunch with a friend and her dad, and in my self-distress, I confessed, I felt there was something wrong with me. I have not always had great success in my boyfriend-girlfriend relationships (not friendships) and even now, like many there are ups and down’s. My friend’s dad stopped me in my tears, and spoke so confidently and said ‘No, There isn’t a single thing wrong with you, what is wrong is the training you received!’ I was silenced…
Many of us for whatever reasons have grown in dysfunction. Now that isn’t to knock our parents again as I said, I am sure they did their best. But sometimes even when we do our best, we still make mistakes. As a result, many of us grow up, not knowing how to self-heal, self-soothe, self-love and most importantly know self-worth. Many of us are crashing into others whom just like us, have had the wrong training and therefore sometimes as a result we end up making a right mess!
I am 32 years young and I have decided to reinvest my time in myself. Not because I am selfish or arrogant or egotistical. No…I have decided that as part of my self-preservation I will love me first always so I can love others better. I will know when I need to say yes and no, and how to reason and be rational.
For me, I have been very fortunate, that I have some amazing friends. My inner circle is secure and supportive, feeding each other in intimate ways. But the most important relationship, other than the one I have with God, is the one I have with myself. Even in a relationship, we can not fully give, unless we are in-love with ourselves. I therefore encourage you to take time, to nurture you. You are a whole person and not incomplete. You may have made mistakes and fallen down. Dust yourself off and get back on that bike.
You are amazing and do not need anyone else to confirm that or validate it, without knowing it yourself. False confidence and ego will shatter in the storm. Build who you are and know what you are worthy. Love yourself first always so you can transmit positive, healthy love. Then you will know true love in all it’s beauty. You will feel a re-injection in yourself and if you are in a relationship with your partner, once you both love yourselves from a healthy place.
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