Happy birthday, happy new year, happy new you, happy whatever. It’s been that long. When i said i’m going to be back, i clearly was lying. I’ve come to the realization that i just can’t be consistent with journaling online. I’m more of a pen and paper kinda girl. I like the thought process of just getting lost in paper. There is more rawness. The confused over lines, underlines and scribbling coming to life that somehow connect with me. Maybe it’s the scribbling. Your probably thinking what type of paper is this girl writing on? I don’t even know, i just know i feel a different kind of free.
Anyway, how are we all today?
This year has been literally a year of preparation. It’s been a year of building and breaking and i have never worked so hard. If i thought that i was working hard in the previous years then this year showed me that i was only working not being productive. I am a believer of Christ and i feel and know in my spirit that next year will be a year of reaping. As Lisa Nichols says you can’t plant and reap in the same season.
“A visioner having a conversation with a dreamer is different, a dreamer having a conversation with the ordinary will be different and the ordinary having conversations with the ordinary will be the same”- Quote by me.
So what type of conversations are you having? And how are you listening?
I was having a conversation with a co-worker (we’re basically always in the kitchen at the same time making coffee having small talks). But this time we had some grown big folk talks and exchanged some perspectives. Something in me prompted me to ask a 40 year old man if he had any vision for his life. He told me his plans which were waiting for the perfect timing and situation and then he reciprocated my question. I told him my dream and i knew the conversation was going to be different.
Off course the list from A-Z begun on how tough it will be. I told him that our ideas on what tough is also different. That alone tells me the type of conversation he has with himself about himself.
So i proceeded to ask him why he thought it should be easy? What his idea of easy and tough is and what it looks and feels like. He was very bemused and didn’t really have an answer for my question. All he could say was just the external circumstances happening in the country are “tough”.
The problem is that we define such words according to our current external circumstances. Why can’t we change our language now? What if we raised our vision and started believing in our true potential more than our external circumstances? What if we choose to define those words according to what our dreams feel and look like? What if? What would happen? Or is that concept to tough?
The reason why it’s tough for you is because you haven’t changed and added your own definition to whats tough. Have you pushed yourself enough for it to be truly be tough for you or are you taking on somebody’s tough.
If it’s tough, get tougher. Get so tough that your tough becomes easy and then easy will become a new word and then another word. Be so great that you have a new vocabulary.
Make the words with common definitions different. If we’re going to let common definitions define us. Let them define us with excellency.
Instead of saying it’s expensive put the accountability back to yourself and admit your broke. C’mon lets get real. What are you doing about it?WHAT? Level up and start thinking on a higher capacity.
We tend to forget that nothing is ever new. There people who have been in the same exact circumstances and situations as you and they chose to redefine and added their own meaning to life. They chose to be different. They chose the dream. They chose the vision not their circumstance. What are you choosing?
The world doesn’t owe you anything. We owe the world our true greatness and potential whilst were still in it. And once we do that our words and the world will change.
If your thinking its not that deep. You could be right. Maybe it is? Maybe it isn’t. But i choose to see it and think deep because i saw it in his eyes from that day we trended past surface conversations, past the superficiality of life. I saw a glimmer of hope, a re-ignition of something, i knew on that day there was a shift to some aspect of his perspective.
It’s a learning process but i’m learning to be more conscious of the words i choose to define my circumstances by because words have power. I choose not to give power to the generic idea of a word. I’m asking myself who’s standard i’m defining words by. Because if i define certain words by my standards. I will choose to define them knowing who i am at my true essence, appreciating where i am whilst reaching towards where i want to be, knowing I am the head and not the tail, knowing my circumstances don’t define me and knowing that God has me.
What do you know about you? See you gotta know, then acknowledge then accept and believe. Don’t downgrade your dreams to match your reality instead upgrade your vision to match your belief and watch your world and words change.