Posted in Life, Spirituality, Uncategorized

Becoming

This time period in my life, has been something else.

Lots of tears shed, for sure. Lots of awkward growing pains.

Lots of moments I’ve wondered why, but never doubted being in the right place at the right time.

I didn’t know becoming would feel so…crazy. I didn’t know becoming would involve SO many sacrifices. I didn’t know becoming would cause me to take some risks that didn’t make sense to everyone, to confront my fears, to allow emotions to flow.

The whole ‘still waters run deep?’ Has been me for so much of my life.

My inner life is rich, one that I’ve kept others out of for SO long. Everyone cannot handle your vulnerability. Everyone doesn’t have the capacity to handle your pains, your fears, your tears, your doubts, your dreams, your laughter in times of sorrow. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just that we were not really created to carry so much of others’.

But one thing I’ve learned is that we work through our own pain and baggage, and as we do that, we create more space within us that increases our capacity to love others. And so many of us are in that space of becoming, and we don’t always know how to release.

When you get burned? You are afraid. Afraid to love again. Trust again. Afraid to ask for help. And often it’s not the burn from strangers that hurts. It’s the burn from loved ones that hurts the most.

I mean, how was I supposed to learn to love and trust again when the people I trusted the most, burned me?

But they didn’t know they burned me. They didn’t know they were running, on fire, from people who burned them, they just know they ran from dealing with the pain they needed to deal with, and in doing so, they hurt others in the process.

I realize now, while writing this, I owe some an apology, while running on fire. I didn’t know at the time I was not really ready to deal with the pain I’d experienced. And often it wasn’t the pain I thought, or others thought.

Hurt people, hurt people, but it’s not an excuse to do it.

It is an excuse to extend grace, and to practice self-care, however.

I’m learning that as I forgive myself, I’m able to forgive others. As I extend grace and love towards myself, I’m able to extend the same towards others.

Becoming isn’t easy, but it’s worth it.

Becoming the best Dei, is an ongoing process. It began several years ago, and this move has profoundly impacted how I see the world, both inside of me and out of it. It has changed the way I feel, the way I process, the way I let others in, as well as the way I keep others out. It has changed how and when and who I draw boundaries with.

I am becoming me, still. I didn’t know it would be SO intense. Even though I may be pretty talkative, I still process within FIRST before sharing with others. Most often, I may not share with others, and if I do, it’s with a select few, that I can usually count on one of my hands. And I hate to admit it but this isn’t always family.

There’s so much more I want to write but for now, I will end this by saying, as we all become, at different paces, I hope we are sensitive to the fact that everyone’s becoming looks different. I also hope we can extend grace towards others, but draw boundaries when necessary and show love and extend grace to ourselves first and foremost.

 

Oh and this picture below is a beautiful reflection pool I found here in Houston…represents peace. Calm. Stillness. For myself. Find whatever that looks like for you in the midst of becoming for now. It may change over time. Be okay with that.

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Push Past Comfort

My, how alot has happened since i wrote in here last. I am in a different state, beginning a new journey as a teacher…

And once again, I’m in a new place where I don’t recognize the woman in the mirror.

But it’s a good thing. I don’t recognize her because, she’s more vocal. More assertive. More sure of herself. More of herself.

In the midst of all these life changes…the divorce…the job loss…the new job…the moving 1300 miles away from everything I’ve ever known…I haven’t wanted to write OR do videos.

I had to make myself sit down and write this. I have a few trusted friends that I confide in and spill my emotions and feelings to. Between that, and just trying to process it all…my desire to write has all but disappeared lately.

Truth be told, this season, my new home in the great state of Texas, is great but SUPER uncomfortable at times. I came here, to experience the discomfort. I knew that growth was waiting on the other side. But geez…lol. You never know how uncomfortable things will be until you are smack in the middle of it. Til you’re forced to face the conundrum of things in your life that seem to oppose each other. Til you’re forced to get over your ego, your pride, your past hurts to reach out to others for help.

I can sit here and say that it hasn’t been easy to deal with my own fear of rejection, failure, and discomfort as I navigate a new place, both literally and physically. But it’s been healing, in a strange way, to rediscover who I am, to confront those fears and to push past discomfort. There’s no person, place, or thing that is magical, that will cause you to grow. Your mindset, however, is the key to growth. Your mindset determines whether or not you’ll see challenges and run or see them as an opportunity to grow. I’m not going to sit here and pretend that those three things don’t influence your mindset. They absolutely do. You ever go sit by the lake to think? Or go to your best friend’s house when you’re feeling down and need uplifting? Take a late night drive when you’re on the brink of major decisions?

Those things can do wonders for your mindset, but at the end of the day, you must choose to change your mindset to reach your desired destination and goal.

When I felt God leading me to Houston, I knew that a different mindset would be necessary to navigate this transition. I knew that I could not use the mindset I’d always used. I knew that in order to be open to growing and expanding and becoming more of myself, I had to be willing to develop new habits, to be uncomfortable, to learn. Those things have served me well but not without tears, without wanting to throw in the towel, without wanting to go back where I came from.

I would do myself a great disservice if I didn’t push past the discomfort. I know the reward waiting on the other side and yet, I think it will surprise me beyond my wildest dreams.

So cheers to being willing to be uncomfortable and step out on faith. Whatever lies ahead…God knows.

Posted in Empowerment, Life, purpose

Run Your Race

I have a confession…

I’ve suffered from achievement envy the last few years.

Crazy, I know.

But Deidre, you’ve accomplished alot.

I know, and it still doesn’t feel like enough. It still doesn’t feel impressive some days.

Some days, I feel like I’m JUST Kiddo’s mom. Or JUST a daughter, sister, friend.

Some days, I seriously forget what I have, and what I’ve accomplished.

Crazy I know.

I’ve accomplished ALOT in 31 years. I have to remind myself where I came from.

A graduate of one of the poorest urban districts in the country, I still graduated in the top 17% of my HS graduating class, and already had a semester’s worth of college credits under my belt.

I have THREE degrees (Associates, Bachelor’s, Masters). I have won numerous awards. I’m a member of the MOST Illustrious Sorority on Earth, Sigma Gamma Rho Sorority Incorporated, a goal of mine I was able to achieve while being a wife, mom, full time employee, full time graduate student and STILL managed to graduate with a 3.52.

I forget the numerous professional accomplishments I’ve racked up. And now that I’m shifting lanes professionally, I get to set new goals and achieve those.

And yet some days, I look at those younger than me, or the same age as me, or older than me, and feel like they’ve accomplished so much more.

But we didn’t start at the same place. And we weren’t given the same set of tools to work with.

We all had different advantages or disadvantages. We all have our own unique toolboxes, with different gifts and talents, different starting points, different things that give us an edge. None of us really started at a deficit, no matter how much we may feel so. We all encountered obstacles, that we had to overcome to get to where we are. And some of those people we envy, had their own challenges and load to carry.

I say all of that to say, I was reminded today that we must run our own race.

“I have seen something else under the sun: The race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong, nor does food come to the wise or wealth to the brilliant or favor to the learned; but time and chance happen to them all.”

Ecclesiastes 9:11

And that’s it right there. How can I run the race given to me if I’m so busy looking at the person next to me (or on an entirely different track)?

I was graced to do what I do. And if I’m being completely transparent, I have been so busy looking at the person next to me that I didn’t run my race. I didn’t do the best that I could with what I’ve been given.

But it’s okay. I have this moment right here and right now.

I must run my race. There’s something to do in this very moment.

Like write this post and share it with you all.

I have been examining what I want lately and why. I don’t want to desire something simply because someone else has it. That envy is a clue, and I look deeper.

Maybe I recognize part of myself in the people I envy. Maybe I realize there’s something in them that I admire and instead of being envious, I can develop that trait or characteristic in myself. Use it as fuel to do what works for me.

I’m determined to run my race, with blinders on. I want to cheer on others with no envy, but instead pure joy because they are running their race and winning at it. Because I want others to do the same for me.

And to be honest, who am I really without all the accolades, achievements, accomplishments?

I’m still Dei.

Still worthy of love.

It’s not about what I have or what I have done. It’s about who I am.

Run your race.

It’s been given to you for a reason.

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Surrender-Part 2

Surrender.

It is easier to surrender than to fight. Than to force.

Surrender.

When you don’t know what to do, do nothing.

Surrender.

I had to let go of the life I had planned for the life that is waiting on me.

How can you pray for something you want, then get it and try and run and flee to familiarity?

Surrender.

I’d been so busy trying to force things that didn’t work. Relationships, jobs, etc that I caused myself and others unnecessary struggle and suffering because I was hell bent on trying to control things I had no control over.

The only control I had was how I perceived things.

The moments I decided to surrender? Things didn’t magically get better. But they did get better eventually.

A wise person told me that control is an illusion, we really have no control, truth be told. And they were absolutely right.

I decided to give up doing all the ‘right things’ that made me miserable and fearful of judgement, had me all confused…for a life surrendered. It may not be perfect to others but it’s perfect for me.

Posted in Life

To Thine Ownself be True…

I’ve loved and I’ve lost.

Except I don’t feel like I’ve lost. It just didn’t pan out.

I did it all just right. Got married. Finished my degree. Had my son. In that order.

And then it all kinda imploded.

Not at all without warning signs. there were plenty of them.

This isn’t a post to bash anybody, or to tell our business.

This is a post to tell you, dear reader, to thine ownself be true.

Life is messy. It’s rarely a straight, linear line. Life is often a path that is winding and crooked, with lots of detours along the way.

There will be tears. There will be hurt.

but there will also be beautiful surprises. Flowers just because. Dream jobs. Beautiful relationships. Joy. Pure unadulterated JOY.

Life can be scary. Life can be fun.

I’m not quite sure where I was even going with this. But I will say…

My business, uncommon by design? Based off of me.

I have always known how different I was. And yet I wasted years trying to prove that I belong. That I fit in.

But I’ve also known that I was never meant to blend in. I was born to stand out. I was born to be uncommon. That was by design.

I can be incredibly private, sometimes out of shame sometimes out of comfort but I share my writing, I share my truth, because, I want others to know that they’re not the only ones. They’re not the only ones dealing with the fall out of a divorce. They’re not the only ones who once felt unworthy of happiness. they’re not the only one trying to figure life out.
I write, I share to say ‘me too.’

We are all uncommon for a reason. Live your truth. Then share it. Don’t ever hide it. Don’t ever not be who you are. You never know who you can liberate or help by simply being true to you.

To thine ownself be true.

Posted in Faith, Life, purpose

Where You Are…

I have my own struggles just like anybody else.

I LOVE to empower, encourage, uplift others, and sometimes I’m not in the headspace to do so, because I need it myself.

Sometimes I get discouraged by things happening in my own life. But then I remember, that I can make peace with where I am.

Life will never be perfect. Curveballs will always get thrown your way. Challenges will come. People will let you down. But you can still make peace with where you are.

Just remember you are not where you used to be, and that’s something to celebrate. The journey to becoming who you are meant to be…is what it’s all about

Posted in Faith, Life

Surrender

Surrendering is an interesting concept.

The dictionary definition is to cease resistance to an enemy or opponent and submit to their authority.

When you stress or worry, you allow it to have authority over you. When you focus intensely in a negative way over a situation you cannot control or have limited control over, you allow it to have authority over you.

Some of us don’t know how to surrender. We’re hell-bent on trying to control things. Maybe it’s because at some point in our life we felt controlled. We felt suffocated and stifled and then got old enough to insist that we would never let anyone or anything control or stifle us so we decided we needed to have all the power…or so we thought.

This led to health issues, relationship conflict, financial issues, etc.

But what if we surrendered?

What if instead of trying to control what is, what if we surrendered to what could be?

What if we decided to trust? Trust that everything will work out for our good?

I know some of us have major trust issues. But what if we forgave those people that broke our hearts, disappointed us, stifled us, tried to control us? What if we set them free?

What if by our setting them free, we liberated ourselves?

What would life be like if we decided to surrender? To not fight those battles that were never meant for us to fight in the first place?

Surrendering is not a bad thing. Sometimes we hold on so tightly to a good thing that we could delay a great thing. There are false assumptions and fears around surrendering.

It could be the best thing we ever did.

Do you need to surrender?