Go back to your before

Before you were left bitter by heartbreak

Before you lost faith by disappointment

Before you were told you were a failure

Before you were treated as an outcast

Before you thought you would never heal

Before you thought you were weak

Before all of the negative forces dominated your universe

You were beautiful from birth and uniquely designed

You knew your worth, your power, your presence of purpose

Go back to your before

Find the true you

You are not alone on your journey

As you go back to move forward you will discover more value in yourself

The true value of those who surround you

Go back to your before…

© Soulmuze 2012

The light path

As with any expedition you hit bumps in the road. When you do decisions comes into play… I’m so frustrated should I stop? Is this a sign? Or I can do this, I need to do this, I want to do this. Yes the inevitable fork in the road, two prongs or three it’s still a tough decision to be made.

So I hit that bump, you guessed it I took what I call “the light path” on this “configuration management expedition.” I need to do this! You see I worked to damn hard to lose what I did and I will let it be in vain! When we are faced with adversities it’s easier to run away than face the issue. This often leads to regrets: I should have, could have, would have as opposed to I did. Life is just one decision after another while you may not always make the best decisions they still have to be made.

The light path… sounds like a spiritual journey doesn’t it? Well for me it is. It’s more than numbers decreasing on a scale, it’s going back to my before. You see taking on this expedition requires one to think about what got you to this point in the first place. Yes as we get older our bodies change, but how we handle the change can make the difference. Unlike many women I can’t blame it on the birth of my daughter because guess what … I was like this pre-pregnancy. When I got pregnant I was so focused on not over doing it I managed my weight extremely well. Then after the birth of my daughter I lost whatever weight I had gained and guess what … I was right back at the starting point.

To start correcting my outward appearance I had to look inward and backward. What are my insecurities? How did I let others manipulate my mindset into accepting that it was okay to look like this? You see it’s not just about food, it’s emotional as well. My daughter’s father was okay with my appearance and I made it okay for me to please him… BIG mistake in so many ways (we aren’t together :-), I fear if we were I would look like Rasputia from Norbit, I may be exaggerating but ya never know). You see for some people it’s okay and I applaud them, as long as you are happy with yourself then I’m happy for you. But when you don’t like looking in a mirror, when you go shopping and only come home with underwear and shoes because the clothes can’t fit you, then there are issues that tissues can’t wipe away. It all boils down to personal satisfaction and acceptance of oneself; obviously I was not satisfied or accepting.

Another consideration for me is my daughter. Having my first child at the young age of 42, and I’m now 46 the importance of me being there for my daughter increased, how careless am I being with my weight? I need to take better care of myself for her so I can see her grow, be there for her and keep up with her. When your roll is called up yonder it will be called, but I don’t want my roll called because I didn’t take care of my body, my temple. Nor do I want to transmit my self-esteem issues to her. She needs to be strong and confident to deal with the naysayers of the world.

Now I have seen my light path on this amazing “configuration management expedition.” With each step on the path my self-esteem improves, the mirror becomes more of my friend than my enemy, I have a more positive outlook on my place on earth and love from someone other than God and my family doesn’t seem like light-years away. I still have issues and use plenty of tissues but everything becomes manageable over time. As we deal with those things we can control, we gain strength to deal with those things we cannot control.

My fork contains enough to help me stay on the light path. Hope your fork offers you the same positive serving.

 

© Soulmuze 2012

Always…love…always…lost

Always…love…always…lost

Guess that seems par for the course
Can’t understand, don’t want to accept that love is not here yet
Love that is sought comes from a man
One to hold you, listen, even if he doesn’t understand
In return I can give the same ear he needs, the lips to speak
Whether our words are harsh or sweet

Always …love…always …lost

Searching, trying to accept
It may not be for me, maybe not yet
The love that is needed can’t be that far away
Something, someone must be in our way
The void to be filled can only be reached by that spiritual man
Hope you understand

…because sometimes I don’t …

Lost…always…love…always

(c) Soulmuze 2012

That defining moment

That defining moment when this life’s journey is coming to an end

God sends the message you must leave your family and friends

That defining moment when you realize the journey here is through

When the physical must depart and your soul will be born anew

That defining moment when you accept one must go into the light

When you let go and say they will be alright

That defining moment when you are seeing family from an aerial view

When you want to tell them not to cry over you

That defining moment when you smile and say

For those who believe we will be together again one day

There are so many defining moments in our life that seem more profound than the next

But none are as defined as the transition from life to death

Our dearly departed we cry for thee

We cry for we know your physical will no longer be

Yet once we have reconciled our loss

We will rejoice in the life you lived and celebrate that you are home with the ultimate boss

Yes, that defining moment we know must and will come

You will be taken at your purist to sit with Our Father and Son

A new chapter begins when this life ends… That defining moment… Blessings

Dedicated to a friend whose mother was called up yonder 4:17:2012

© Soulmuze 2012

Navel aka the Belly Button

As a child my father said “Your navel is your life line, take care of it.”  Huh? Ok, so I went with it, unlike children today, what my parents said was law, short of God coming down himself! In my innocence, I paid special attention to the crevices of my lifeline.  Oh please, don’t pretend its gross either; you know you pick the lint out of yours from time to time… LOL. As I grew older I learned what he meant by that, the umbilical cord, it is truly the lifeline and the navel aka the belly button marks the separation, yet retains the invisible connection.  

Funny how we discard the importance and the art of that center point in our bellies, yes I’m over the top with this keep reading there is a reason. Now as I am on my “configuration management expedition” I am looking at every facet of my body. Part of the expedition is to appreciate every imperfection that defines who I am. This is a challenge for me, and many others, because I don’t usually do mirrors commando, but to overcome you must face the reality of what is. It means embracing and accepting that it tells a story, not just one of over indulgence but emotional journeys that encompass both pleasure and pain. It’s accepting that pain led to growth which in-turn fueled more pleasure somewhere in your path.  So I started thinking about all the things that we do not see when we may have more ‘fluff’ in one area or another. Some people can’t see their feet because their boobs or stomach are infringing on the view. We can work around that by looking in the mirror. I won’t go into our private parts, if you know me there is usually no holds barred but I will control myself. Yet I will say for women we are always told to check our lady parts with a mirror as part of knowing ‘our bodies ourselves’ (remember that book?). Men don’t need a mirror, initially, because they are just out there, but they are subjected to belly infringement lol. Ok, pumping my brakes here, because ya’ know me!

 As your body changes you know what you need a mirror to see, but you never (or I never) considered the possibility of needing a mirror to see my belly button. I just ignored my center point, my lifeline, how could I!! My ”innie”  did nothing to hurt me, it is a reminder of the nurturing my mother provided in the womb and I totally forgot about it, until… until my ‘configuration management expedition’ began to take form. Are you with me so far, did you figure out where I’m going with this yet? Well, as I am reviewing the changes taking place in my body I discovered I can see the inside of my belly button… no mirror necessary! Too much information, well too bad, cause you’re still reading… It dawned on me that I couldn’t remember the last time I saw it and it was so pretty lol… the mark of my life line… my center point… Every person has their own break thru point some are defined, some just appear… mine just appeared… the belly button.

There is still work to be done and I may not walk away like the Jennifer Hudson’s, Janet Jackson’s of the world and that’s all good. They have resources I don’t have like a personal trainer, and free time to exercise their day away. What I do have is me and the incremental discoveries that inspire me and amuse me at the same time. So when you don’t have to use a mirror or sit down to see your feet or can view any part of your body free and clear even that long second toe, enjoy it and embrace it… it’s a sign of success on your “configuration management expedition.”

 

© Soulmuze 2012

 

 

No matter

No matter how disillusioned I become my faith in you is never done

No matter how many tell me it’s not real my passion for you I always feel
No matter what they say I know you love me in every possible way
No matter how hard I fall you pick me up and help me to stand tall
No matter how dark the day you will light my way
No matter how deep the wound you remind me it will heal soon
No matter where I am you are there
No matter …

© Soulmuze 2012

Configuration management expedition

As we share jokes, send inspiration and make brunch plans thru group texts we have learned a little more about each other. Yes, we get together and talk yet the greatest insight I have received about each person has been thru a character count limitation.

Funny? Well, while miscommunication can occur thru texts and email great learning can come from them as well. Not everyone is comfortable verbalizing their feelings especially in a social setting.  The hesitation to share during brunch or sitting at the kitchen table is often a matter of being self-conscious, not wanting to become the focal point or being/seeing/hearing judgmental comments. As individuals we each feel the same way yet as a group we feel like we are the odd one out.

Despite our uniqueness we have a common ground which surfaced during our character count limitation … I call it the need for “configuration management.” Life shows on each of us through our hair, face, skin, mentality, attitude and most of all our weight! We look at each other and think the next one looks great and as an individual we are unhappy with our physical appearance. Silently one person starts her weight loss journey then falters because of lack of support or frustration in resisting temptation.

Over time our “configuration” has changed and while we accept it one way, we are rejected in many other ways: through advertisements, store mannequins, the latest fashions, our mates, our reflections, etc. We clearly understand that we may not regain that perfect Coca-Cola shape we once had, but we can come close to it. Our journey to a better “configuration” may stem from vanity (which is considered a sin), but goes beyond that, it extends to our health both physically and mentally, self-discipline and being working examples to our families and communities that you have the power to re-configure yourself!

Each person comes as a package, many packages are incomplete, they have the presentation but not the content that will outlast the outer shell… those associations have since been discarded or kept at a manageable distance. As mature women we have made some any adjustments in our content due to our experiences and have ignored our packaging. As our packaging is off-kilter we recognize that it has affected our mental state our confidence, our drive which we once had as youths. Now with our character limitation we learned that there is more than one person on the weight loss journey, better yet “configuration management” journey. Recognizing our commonality, has evolved this individual journey (a passage or progress from one stage to another) to an expedition (a group of persons engaged in an activity).  No not earth shattering, not new, but guess what it’s new for this group!

We have removed one of our masks, to share a personal aspect of ourselves which we are no longer self-conscious about. It’s not rocket science, that’s what Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, Nutri-System and all the other weight loss groups built their foundation on. However, the difference is, we are extending ourselves beyond a food log, packaged food and sitting in a room with a group of strangers talking about why we ate that Oreo cookie or how our mate pissed us off so we ate a quart of fried rice, 4 chicken wings and  a pint of Häagan-Dazs for dessert. It’s about with each decrease in a pound; we increase our energy, increase our patience and increase our desire to go one step further. It’s about setting incremental goals and when we are happy we stop and maintain our “configuration.”  It’s about engaging the people we interact with on a daily basis, not just in weekly meetings or phone calls, to be the support we need. It’s about engaging our families in healthier lifestyles especially our children so they don’t forget the importance of “configuration management.”  It’s about watching someone take one less medication and another being able to avoid it all together.

Our “configuration management” expedition will have bumps, and we may fall into a ditch, but we will throw down that rope ladder, plant our foot firmly and take the climb slowly to the top. Please believe we will still indulge in our brunches and other treats we have come to love, but it will be done in moderation. Each person is responsible for accepting their own packaging.

 When you are happy with your packaging and internal content then others view of you really doesn’t matter…  not conceit but confidence…

© Soulmuze 2012

Dear God it’s WE…

Please don’t take offense to the questions we ask

For we just want to know when this misery will pass

We are tired, we are weak, we are worn

We can’t believe for this we were born

Mistakes have been made, lessons have been learned

Yet we cannot find love for one another that which we yearn

We come to you on bended knees with open hearts

For you are the foundation, our very start

We ask you to purify the ground on which we stand

For your powers far exceed any man

Please don’t take wrath for the questions we are about to ask:

Do you feel we are truly unrepentant of our sins?

Amongst the wicked many good people walk

Do we have to physically die to truly live?

Spiritual wars, fighting evil in every way

Will you really turn your back on us if we took our own lives today?

Will you take into account that we could not stand anymore?

Dear God it’s We, not me

I speak on behalf of the many that are afraid to leave questions at your door

I am not afraid for I trust in you and you know my heart is pure

Some became disillusioned and took flight

Yet we ask that they are offered salvation too,

for they truly do not know what they do

Dear God it’s We

Tears flowing, as requests of forgiveness escapes our lips

Hands raised and held up high

Not just here asking you why

Dear God it’s We,

Imperfect in every way, standing before you today

Admitting there is so much we don’t understand

We desperately need your almighty hand.

© Soulmuze 2012