I AM my own best friend.

I’m sure the rapper Ice Cube was referring his song: “Check Yourself Before You Wreck Yourself” in a different manner than what was revealed to me.  Nonetheless, this song title says what I know to be true.  I have to check my inside voice because she’s here to wreck havoc- she’s vile!  And dangerous.  And she kills confidence and dreams.  She disparages very hope I wish to have.  She’s uneducated- because she only has one train of thought.  She’s obnoxious and intrusive.  And she was apart of me.

I wondered why the advice I tell others is not the I tell myself.  My council to myself is so mean: “You need to do this.  You should do this.  You gotta be better- better- better…” But my advice to others, even new people I don’t know, is always uplifting and in love: “You can do it.  You’re awesome.  Trust the process.  You’re not perfect, no one is.  Be gentle and kind with yourself.”  It’s always words of hope, founded in the word of God.

I understand, many of the things that happen in my life are to build upon what I already have- it’s character-building at its finest.  God is in the character-building business.  Even though, I understand this process, I’d typically look at opportunities as something I may mess up.  So anxiety is there because perfection is there then I miss the lesson.  The opportunity is there to refine character.  And our inner voice should serve as a moral of support.  To help build something in us, that we usually don’t realize it needs to be built. When people say “Listen to your inner voice” that’s only effective if your inner voice serves you into your best self!

Therefore, it’s time to replace the criticizing voice with the sincere, motivating life coach. It’s time to cast out that disapproving, nitpicking, judgmental, faultfinding, unsympathetic, belittling voice inside.  And welcome the voice of stillness, kindness, gentleness, praising, accepting, love, sympathetic and understanding- my authentic voice!  My voice of innocence and wisdom that makes me faithful and true! 

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We ARE Connected

I often hear we’re all connected; but how? I pondered this word connection from many angles and came up with a conclusion.

I believe we connect by touch. When I embrace my children, I’m physically telling them a story of how I feel. That I love them. And I’m here to be their everything. And I’m not going anywhere; they’re safe. Or when I hold a sick patient’s hand to comfort. Or pat the sober addict’s back for a job well done. Or witness two tree branches touch in an intimate way. Touch is needed to bind us when words aren’t expressed.

We connect through words- talking and laughing. The same tongue used to praise Our God is the same tongue used to communicate the desires, the hurts, the sufferings, the hopes of our heart. When two beings share in pain and suffering, the emotion evoked from empathy causes these two people to connect. This movement of compassion is powerful. So much so, bystanders who witness this connection, somehow feel involved.

And consider this- we need oxygen which is supplied by the trees and plants. And plants and trees need carbon dioxide which is supplied by our every exhale. Therefore, we’re also connected to others by our need for one another. Even a MENtor connects with MEN (mankind) MENtally because their need for one another is influential. What’s a leader without a team? Or a teacher without students? A pastor without sheep? A doctor without patients?

We ALL need one another. We’re interwoven into the same structure, by the same hands, at the same time. Surely, we are ALL Connected.

“WE” A Black American History Poem/Prayer

WE thank the Lord for this glorious day!

WE thank the Lord for those that paved the way!

The herald voice of Mahalia Jackson, WE hear YOUR love.

WE are forever grateful, for freedom felt from above.

The intellect and grace you give, is never partial.

For, WE see YOUR goodness in Thurgood Marshall.

To the many embodied with endurance, who made a landmark-

Refused to give up, like Barack Obama and Rosa Parks.

For, YOUR hope covers us like an umbrella,

The same comfort YOU gave Nelson Mandela.

During times of white hooded sheets and police,

WE thank YOU Lord for YOUR peace.

In your appointed and anointed one, Martin Luther King-

WE saw your insight, courage and light; WE saw everything.

Like Muhammad Ali, Jackie Robinson and Jessie Owens;

YOU brought us faith and patience, seen thru the eyes of great ones.

For the ones YOU instill with wisdom like Harriet Tubman,

WE give you all the praise, honor and glory…AMEN AMEN AMEN!

 

Sheyda Irani

 

 

 

The Three Little Pigs-2016 version.

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Consider, life’s unexpected disasters by ways of trials and tribulations.  Is your foundation rooted firmly in the ground and built with a solid durable material; like, bricks?   If you didn’t answer, “Yes” confidently, that it’s one built in the Word of God, then why not recover and rebuild before the storm hits?

When we don’t have a strong foundation- namely, life’s storms will tear us down to the ground.  It reminds me of an all-time favorite story, “The Three Little Pigs.”  All three pigs had one purpose- to build a house, to call home!  Surely, they had an advantage; they knew their enemy (wolf) well.  They knew the enemy’s traits, his tactics and motives.  They all knew he came to kill, steal and destroy!

One pig built his house on sticks and the other of straw.  Their homes came quick and easy to build and their ways were foolish.  They rushed the process in fulfilling their purpose, that they forgot one important element: God is never in a hurry, but HE’s always on time!  They were fearless in their own power; which, led them to boast.  However, adversity showed up and they trembled in fear.  And of course, their homes were swept away because of the poor foundation.

Meanwhile, the third brick-laying pig was serious, because focus is essential for accomplishing any goal.  He had one main objective- keep the enemy from destroying his sanctuary.  Distractions were near, as his brothers joked and played around; but, he remained committed to the very end.  He had no fear because he never wavered from his purpose.  He was alert and on guard for any of the wolf’s tactics.  Yes, the pig had instinct, he trusted it and was victorious!

Lesson Learned: It takes hard labor, sacrifice, obedience, determination and faith- to win with victory over the enemy!  Because, we can survive and live in fear like the first two pigs.  But, who wants to do that?