Tag: talents

The Parable Of The Water Glass

It’s just a glass.


Melted and shaped rock that was formed and that I can drink out of. This glass was given to me by the Director of FLOW: Where Writing Moves, one amazing Ms. Amanda Wells.

I have not drank from it, and cried when she said I could have one of the many she has on a brown shelf on the wall in her cozy office. I turned it over and over in my hands, tried not to cry. One would ask, “Why cry over a glass? It’s just a glass.” These are the people whom cannot relate to me–they are not acquainted with loss or pain or passions.

It was about two years ago when I decided to forgo nursing school, the goal of becoming a nurse, in favor of pursuing what I loved: writing.

I decided to let go of the safe to do the extraordinary, the unsafe and unheard of. I listened to my heart and the leading of God and have seen my life transform. Since giving up nursing school, the false self, I rediscovered my artistic bent and nature. I began to love me again. I loved creating and words again…I found me.

On this journey, I found myself in rooms I did not unlock, with people I would have never met, and was allowed to have this little Dollar Store water glass.

Which I am allowed to fill…

All my years of trying to please people, of not being accepting of all I was, allowing other people to define me and what I needed–has ended.

I define me now. And only me.

This glass sits in a place where I can see it daily. It reminds me of my potential, my power, my choices and beliefs. It holds only what I allow, and releases only what I say and will. I reminds me that my journey is not over…only just beginning.

And I shall be brave enough to finish it.



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What If You Did It Anyway

The best thing people could ever do is underestimate you.

With the complicated burrowing through this life, there will always be people to tell what you could not, should not, unable to do. You cannot be defined and determined by other people’s opinions. However, other people will try and define you by what they think you should do or what would best suit you.

Again, the best thing people could ever do is underestimate you. In the act of underestimating, they have shown their level of involvement in your life and their contributions therein. The blessing in that underestimation, you have the power to discern what you want of your life and what you need to help you propel forward. The underestimation is rocket fuel to focus.

In the propelling forward, you are forced to decide what it is you want, and what help you will need when you need help.

What you must remember is people love to criticize what is new, different and challenges what they think I comfortable.  People love to talk–and do so no matter what is presented to them. They will talk if you do what you want in spite of, they will talk if  you stand still waiting for someone to come with you.

My question is this:

What if you did what you wanted? What if you did it anyway?

Whatever your it is, what if you need it with love, conviction, and in spite of other people’s opinions of you?

What if you made this life your own and did what you wanted, like you wanted and was excellent at it?

What if…just what if you did it anyway?

I was musing with a friend of mine about what a journey this life is. How as a child, you know what you are good at–you can’t explain it to other people , but in the world you craft for yourself, you know. For me it was words and writing. I couldn’t explain it to other people, but in my heart I knew these strange 26 letters I made my right hand master in print and cursive, no one could best me at.

I wrote anyway. I am writing anyway.

The wisdom I implore you to take with you today is the greatest gift of time and aging:  reflection. What is your it? What are you trying to do or to become? What will it take to get there? What will you let go of to get it? Most of all, is it worth it?

This life, as beautiful, chaotic, dirty and crazy as it is, are swath with trade-offs. Full of its. Full of all marvelous its–things to do, see, shape, create and become. What is it?

When you answer this, determined about it, then it will not matter what people say…you’ll do it anyway.

Do it anyway…

The Childhood Mysterious

Children are the most honest, incredible creations known to man. They are reflections, reminders and voices of all things that concern their parents and guardians. They are the anchors of their own universes.

In this construction of life and family around them, they have the uncanny ability to change and charge a family’s orbit and focus depending on how their talents are focused on and presented.

For those children such as myself, whose natural bent is towards the arts, we are a little odd. And because we are of that ilk, we don’t fit into the shiner boxes.

In the shuffling and adjusting of the presented talents, as it were, we sometimes shape and push them towards what is more comfortable to us. The stranger thing? Children know what they are good at, and they look to their support systems to confirm and affirm those things in them which they know make them unique and special.

When children know what their bents are but are pushed toward what is alien? It will never fit and may only inter itself inside them until such a time it can bloom without hindrance.  For me? It was writing. My father thought nursing or medicine would better portray and express my intelligence—the artist didn’t suit his vision of me. But, yet—here I am.

Of all the great potential children have, we cannot make it or reshape it to what we believe is more comfortable or profitable for us. We cannot live through them due to what we allowed to die in us.

Their lives are our investments, but their talents are not our rights. As those that love and support them, we must value them as an entire person first before we begin to sink our teeth into what we believe is profitable.

Children profit the world and should be able to have the confidence to try their gift on without constant criticism of what and how they wear it.