I know that my life will be my testimony even when I can’t see clearly. I started out my goal and vision as a young girl for making the world a better place even before I known what the world was really about. I had suppressed my own personal pain and trauma to idolize goodness and righteousness as I was taught.
I sought acceptance through religious and spiritual and even radicalized cultural doctrine that somehow still found ways to ridicule and isolate me through my own pain and unspoken shame. And through it all I am still fighting to let the message of my life be my testimony. My rise, my fall and my acceptance of it all. I want other women to be powerful in there purpose in spite of doubt, fear, uncertainty and even circumstance. No labeling imposter syndrome because it’s still you, even if you’re not clear.
Giving up always seems to me to be reluctantly giving in to the injustice perpetuated on women that look like me. The ones that don’t always fit the trends, flow in the most popular or accelerated circles. Those who see the blessing in there adversity. Keep growing with the flow and defeat your fears and failures with each balanced step in a direction that shines a brighter light on the works you do. 💖