It’s a Pinky Promise, Girl!

It has been a while since writing here on the blog. Over the past couple of months I have been living between doing what is easy and coming face to face with my personal dreams of mine which has been so uncomfortable yet so fullfilling.

Celebrating and hyping other people up as been a gift of mine, no matter how big or small the accomplishment or event was of my friends. To have someone believing in you and cheering for you has always been a core belief of mine. Showing up for my friends is both important and necessary to me. I have found in personal reflection this has been a way to stall, procrastinate and a way to avoid believing and cheering for myself and my personal goals.

Over the past two years I have had the opportunity to work alongside some pretty amazing black female led businesses. The lessons of learning the nooks and crannies of two very different business models business while refining my professional skills has truly been beyond rewarding. In both of these environments I was able to grow and expand in ways that intrigued me on so many different levels. Still there was a whisper inside reminding me there was so much more for me. That whisper found a way to my heart to remind me of my dreams as a little girl and beyond.

Doing what you love sounds great until you realize you don’t have the desired income yet. To follow your dream will be filled with so many moments of uncertainty and many questions. How will my bills be paid? Am I doing the right thing?, Will anyone care what I am sharing? Maybe I should go back to the job that really didn’t fulfill me. At least l was comfortable over there?I Those questions don’t stop. You have to make up in your mind to hear them and go beyond the question of second guessing.

Last month I whispered a promise to myself. “Jee, this year we will do the scary thing. We will do the things that we have been putting off for years because we thought we weren’t smart enough, worthy enough, able enough to make it happen.” “ I whispered to myself no matter how tough, no matter how many tears I had to shed it was so important to me make the 8-year old Jee proud.” There is nothing wrong with celebrating others, cheering them on, showing up for them because I most certainly will show up for my people.

Two things can exist at the same time. So while I don’t know how things will work out I believe things will work out. Although I am not ready to share all the details just yet, know when you step out on faith, sprinkled with a bit of delusion and a whole lot of work things will begin to come together.

If you are at a crossroad of a tucked away passion and doing what is comfortable and you aren’t yet ready to take the full leap. Take the steps to go in the direction of that tucked away passion. Steal away 20 minutes of your day to work on your dream. Find an article to read to gain the knowledge. Maybe find your people through a class to take or a learn a new hobby. Whatever the dream is promise me you will try to head in the direction of it? Make a promise to you to at least do one thing that is scary yet will fill you up. Let the idea leap from your mind to your journal to you acting on it and doing it!

XoXo,

Girl Be You

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