The Mission is Clear...
"Love finds a way to make a difference in people's lives." Joyce Meyers
There seems to be a shift going on in our country. Slowly but surely you are starting to see more diversity in the media and main stream. I finally got my new Essence magazine yesterday and as I flipped through the pages, I was completely excited to see an entire page dedicated to plus size fashion. It seems to me that people are slowly yet surely becoming more comfortable in their own skin and learning that what everyone else thinks about you is not really all that important.
This morning when i woke up, i did something I RARELY do and logged on to facebook first thing. When I got to my page, i found a poem from a young lady who I think is amazing, that she wrote after reading U.G.L.Y. At the end of the poem she thanked me for opening up her eyes to her beauty and to the fact that God loves her so much and made her exactly how she is and she should embrace herself as she is. Okay, she didn't exactly say all of that at the end, but that was the overall message that I took from reading her poem. After I read it, and wiped the tears from my eyes, I got my second wind.
God gave me a mission a long time ago. Only recently, have I fully acknowledged it and accepted it. I am more than a writer, a poet, an artist, I am a revolutionary. The gifts and talents God has given me were designed to be an expression of love. Love for self, love for each other, love for God. Its crazy because there are times that I struggle with the very thing that I am supposed to showing others, but that is the beautiful thing about it. I have to learn the lessons so I can effectively show people how to apply these things to their own lives.
It is no secret that I love what I do. It is my prayer that the love and respect and passion that I throw into my art will somehow bleed out into anyone who comes in contact with my work and cause them to reach out and grab their passion with both hands and never let go. I no longer fear exposing myself for the sake of my art. I realize now that the only way anyone is going to be healed, learn to love, get into the space where they can truly determine what love is for themselves, is by making it clear that you are not alone in your struggle. I can expose my insecurities, issues, concerns, thoughts, faults and issues because i know that as a revolutionary, its not about me. It's about reaching people, reaching out a hand and grabbing on until they are over their hump and see that once you learn to love and appreciate yourself, who God made you to be, then and only then will you be able to move forward.
The really exciting thing is that this time, the revolution IS televised. And captured in magazines, and books, and major motion pictures. Diversity, the very things that make us different, are suddenly being celebrated, and I am excited to be a part of this movement!
So yes, after all of this time, I do actually accept my mission. Love is on the move and I am excited that I get to be one of the people standing behind it pushing it forward!
Peace Y'all
B
There seems to be a shift going on in our country. Slowly but surely you are starting to see more diversity in the media and main stream. I finally got my new Essence magazine yesterday and as I flipped through the pages, I was completely excited to see an entire page dedicated to plus size fashion. It seems to me that people are slowly yet surely becoming more comfortable in their own skin and learning that what everyone else thinks about you is not really all that important.
This morning when i woke up, i did something I RARELY do and logged on to facebook first thing. When I got to my page, i found a poem from a young lady who I think is amazing, that she wrote after reading U.G.L.Y. At the end of the poem she thanked me for opening up her eyes to her beauty and to the fact that God loves her so much and made her exactly how she is and she should embrace herself as she is. Okay, she didn't exactly say all of that at the end, but that was the overall message that I took from reading her poem. After I read it, and wiped the tears from my eyes, I got my second wind.
God gave me a mission a long time ago. Only recently, have I fully acknowledged it and accepted it. I am more than a writer, a poet, an artist, I am a revolutionary. The gifts and talents God has given me were designed to be an expression of love. Love for self, love for each other, love for God. Its crazy because there are times that I struggle with the very thing that I am supposed to showing others, but that is the beautiful thing about it. I have to learn the lessons so I can effectively show people how to apply these things to their own lives.
It is no secret that I love what I do. It is my prayer that the love and respect and passion that I throw into my art will somehow bleed out into anyone who comes in contact with my work and cause them to reach out and grab their passion with both hands and never let go. I no longer fear exposing myself for the sake of my art. I realize now that the only way anyone is going to be healed, learn to love, get into the space where they can truly determine what love is for themselves, is by making it clear that you are not alone in your struggle. I can expose my insecurities, issues, concerns, thoughts, faults and issues because i know that as a revolutionary, its not about me. It's about reaching people, reaching out a hand and grabbing on until they are over their hump and see that once you learn to love and appreciate yourself, who God made you to be, then and only then will you be able to move forward.
The really exciting thing is that this time, the revolution IS televised. And captured in magazines, and books, and major motion pictures. Diversity, the very things that make us different, are suddenly being celebrated, and I am excited to be a part of this movement!
So yes, after all of this time, I do actually accept my mission. Love is on the move and I am excited that I get to be one of the people standing behind it pushing it forward!
Peace Y'all
B
