Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Comfortability Killed the Conscious

It is hard for people to step outside of the box or out of their self because "we" get too comfortable with our daily routines or way of living. "We" expect change with little action, and "we" sit and hope it will plop into our laps. That's insane people. I was told that what I'm doing is gossiping because all I'm doing is writing. Well here is what I can reply back with:

1. People who read my blog, are now aware.
2. I am talking about a sensitive subject that may need time to develop into action that is seen.
3. I have taken action with community programs to volunteer with them to strengthen and help uplift my community.
4. I am in school full time to become an Educator.
5. I am researching and networking with other organizations like mine to enlighten others and work on a common issue.
6. I wake up everyday with a mission to carry out, one step at a time.

People can be so critical while siting on the couch. Life is not a selfish gift. I was fooled too. I thought it was all about what I want, where I go, how I live, and who I got. God showed me purpose and through his wisdom, I aspire to carry out mine. In a previous post others may have misunderstood what I meant when I  said, "What does give it to Jesus mean?" This is what I meant, "people" (and I place quotations because this was myself included) tend to identify religion as a way to forget their past. They dig large holes and place their past in the ground with locked chains. This is not in my opinion how God intended for us to carry on with our purpose, otherwise he would not have allowed us to go through some of the experiences we have gone through. I questioned God many times in my youth, "God, why did this happen to me?" and "God why did you allow my mom to move back to CT?" and "Why haven't you protected me from this God?" I was asking all the wrong questions. I should of asked, "God what is this going to prepare me for?" and "God, will this heal me from past hurt?" and "God, who shall I protect, now that I know this pain?"

 
 
There is healing in your story. I once performed a poem at my high school, I was so nervous and was shaking the whole time, it was about my abuse. Later a fellow student came up to me and said that I inspired her. I hadn't used my name and I stated that the stories were fiction but she knew that I was lying, she saw it in my eyes. Just like that, you can help someone begin to heal. I used writing as a way to cope with problems throughout my life and because others noticed my talent and gave me encouragement it became something I used habitually over time. Not all of us have the ability to turn our thoughts into words and I think to myself, how are they coping? I have been blessed with the gift of gab. I can talk through issues and am able to feel better about things, but what about the people who are silenced? What about the children who aren't of talking age, what about the children who have been outcasts, who is going to speak for them?
 
 
 
 
The point is this, if you want to see change you have to become the change. You have to fight for something to see the results. You can click like, you can write a comment and agree but until you show action, you are just one of millions of people not doing anything to change. I'm sure you've heard the definition of insanity many of times, and I'm sure when someone posts it on a nice background with bold creative and italicized letters you click like, but what I'm asking you is what are you going to do about it? Your destiny in life is not just to please you. I am growing selfless everyday and I am becoming more and more aware of my destiny and I know that I can't fulfill it alone.
 
 
 
 
Will you join this movement and set aside your pride, will you fight for healing, will you help me help others. I need a team of radicals who know their purpose and can handle a little hard work. Please email me and contact me regarding your interest. My email is houseoffreeart@gmail.com
 
 
"For all my little teddies"