I saw this rapper talking about how he drives Uber while chasing his dream — and it stopped me. Because that’s the part people don’t usually talk about.
"You deserve to be celebrated where you are, not edited to fit where you’re tolerated." This this and this. I recently told someone that with whatever future work opportunities present themselves, I WILL NOT be going where I have to twist and contort or minimize myself. It's too exhausting and I've been in work spaces the last few years where I haven't had to do that. Why would I start doing it now?
I resonated with your post. I been actually thinking about this… the in between spaces…and allowing room for these moments to also breathe because it is these in between moments where a big part of our manifesting journey lives. I too affirm you while I affirm myself about no longer giving energy to places, people, jobs, spaces that make me even question myself for a second.💃🏾
In July I was in Cape Town, with double digits for money, facing having no place to stay after my petsit EXHAUSTED in following my intuition, the feminine, with no structure or support, the masculine. It was a seven year journey of staying true to myself in all spaces and all places. I had refused to compromise on the authenticity I had mined after climbing out of the well of societal conditioning on how I had to act, what I had to do in order to “make” money to support myself.
I had seen the universe meet me in my no self-compromise, no self-abandonment commitment to myself but I was exhausted from living on the wing of a prayer. It was time for something else. But I also knew in my heart I COULD NOT WOULD NOT go back to the world that said I would have to be different than who I authentically was. If that was the alternative I decided it was time for me to peace out of this matrix because I COULD NOT go back.
Inspiration led me to write down every type of work I would be willing to do that was in alignment with this new true Self I had become. Even work I was already doing for free like picking up garbage on the road. It turned out one of the things I would be willing to be was a caregiver for an older person; drive them to appointments, make meals, keep them company, look out for them, read to them. I wasn’t sure about the diaper stage but I also decided I didn’t have to do it if that wasn’t the service I wanted to give. It had to be service I was happy to do, happy to share. Absolutely nothing to do with prestige or what other people thought.
That inner work led me back home to caring for my 85 year old mother. It was work I was willing to do for free but I wasn’t in a financial position to do it for free. I had to put an oxygen mask on myself first. My mother understood and accepted that. I “make” 1200 a month including room and board. I am COMPLETELY my woo woo tattooed self occasionally flying some fucks with my Mormon mother, drumming and singing in the room I stay in, outside in the yard wherever my intuition prompts me BEING MY ABSOLUTE SELF AND EXPRESSION. When we move through the inner work that tells us we can’t survive being our true selves, the Universe meets us and says “bet you can, lemme show you how you thrive”. Thank you for the prompt 🙏🏾
Thank you for your share. It’s true it is a reframe. And I thought to myself, gurl what are you even thinking? My last role honored me more than this one. No! No more!
"You deserve to be celebrated where you are, not edited to fit where you’re tolerated." This this and this. I recently told someone that with whatever future work opportunities present themselves, I WILL NOT be going where I have to twist and contort or minimize myself. It's too exhausting and I've been in work spaces the last few years where I haven't had to do that. Why would I start doing it now?
Exactly and that’s the thought I had too. Like my last space honored me so much more than what I was considering. So what are you really doing?
I resonated with your post. I been actually thinking about this… the in between spaces…and allowing room for these moments to also breathe because it is these in between moments where a big part of our manifesting journey lives. I too affirm you while I affirm myself about no longer giving energy to places, people, jobs, spaces that make me even question myself for a second.💃🏾
Yaaaasss JahMela. I believe it’s a huge part of our manifestation journey because the in between is where the faith is being fortified
In July I was in Cape Town, with double digits for money, facing having no place to stay after my petsit EXHAUSTED in following my intuition, the feminine, with no structure or support, the masculine. It was a seven year journey of staying true to myself in all spaces and all places. I had refused to compromise on the authenticity I had mined after climbing out of the well of societal conditioning on how I had to act, what I had to do in order to “make” money to support myself.
I had seen the universe meet me in my no self-compromise, no self-abandonment commitment to myself but I was exhausted from living on the wing of a prayer. It was time for something else. But I also knew in my heart I COULD NOT WOULD NOT go back to the world that said I would have to be different than who I authentically was. If that was the alternative I decided it was time for me to peace out of this matrix because I COULD NOT go back.
Inspiration led me to write down every type of work I would be willing to do that was in alignment with this new true Self I had become. Even work I was already doing for free like picking up garbage on the road. It turned out one of the things I would be willing to be was a caregiver for an older person; drive them to appointments, make meals, keep them company, look out for them, read to them. I wasn’t sure about the diaper stage but I also decided I didn’t have to do it if that wasn’t the service I wanted to give. It had to be service I was happy to do, happy to share. Absolutely nothing to do with prestige or what other people thought.
That inner work led me back home to caring for my 85 year old mother. It was work I was willing to do for free but I wasn’t in a financial position to do it for free. I had to put an oxygen mask on myself first. My mother understood and accepted that. I “make” 1200 a month including room and board. I am COMPLETELY my woo woo tattooed self occasionally flying some fucks with my Mormon mother, drumming and singing in the room I stay in, outside in the yard wherever my intuition prompts me BEING MY ABSOLUTE SELF AND EXPRESSION. When we move through the inner work that tells us we can’t survive being our true selves, the Universe meets us and says “bet you can, lemme show you how you thrive”. Thank you for the prompt 🙏🏾
Thank you for your share. It’s true it is a reframe. And I thought to myself, gurl what are you even thinking? My last role honored me more than this one. No! No more!