Happy Autumn!!! It’s been an amazing summer and start of another year as a blogger.
This reflection spans two months because life has been amazingly busy; flowing like a raging river. From work, to vacations, to family gatherings, to work travels, conferences, to sitting staring at the clouds, it’s been quite a time. In the length of two months, I’ve traveled to Germany, Italy, New York, Hawaii, North Carolina to conferences, and carnivals. It’s been quite a ride. Through all of my travel, there was one activity that I enjoyed the most, yes you guessed it, Eating!!!! Dining solo or with friends and family, I realized how much I used to love cooking. A hobby I just haven’t had the time to keep up. It’s always easier to head to the grocery and purchase from the salad bar or go dine at a restaurant. So, Yes, cookin!!! I’ve missed it! It hit me when I was in Hawaii and then again in North Carolina; I began to crave cooked food. Like that good old fashion, made from scratch, munching while stirring the pot on a Sunday afternoon food. I began watching cooking shows in the hotel. Lol I watched this cooking show that had children throwing down in the kitchen like Top Chefs! Loved it, but you know I can’t remember the name of the show and probably won’t see it again , since I don’t have TV at home. Lol Yea, I’m one of those no television people. Anyway, as soon as I got home from my travels, I began to cook. From crockpot dishes to oven roasted, full flamed dishes. Cookin like I had a full house of people to feed! You know when you cook like you have a family! Hahaha I’ll share a few pictures on this post and maybe I’ll post some recipes another time.
To go back to reflecting on my journey of deciding to finally create a blog and Be a Blogger. My intentions are to share my Love. One of the best ways to share love is through cooking. You can definitely pour all of your love into an amazing dish and share it with others. Here is to sharing my love with you, my readers, and remember that love is in each moment!
Peace. Anasa Laa 💜
Happy Summer!
Think about it, when was the last time you didn’t depend on the social media apps and actually met a friend for coffee just because. When was the last time you had a telephone conversation? No, customer service calls don’t count! Haha I’m talking about an old fashion, talk nothing about everything, until someone falls asleep😂. Do you all remember those types of conversations? We just need to check in on a fellow human, simply to say ‘hey, how ya feeling?’ And actually listen to their response, with an open heart. Ponder that 👩🏾💻 and remember that #loveisineachmoment you just have to open heart and see.💞
But reflecting to the beginning, I have never flowed through emotions as I did in this experience of relating to another. In this moment, I was simply numb; it was like it hit me straight in my heart, passed through my human body directly to my soul. My soul ached… and my soul cried for days. I thought of wishing I had never met this person or the people who were connected within the spiraling degrees of union. But such is how it all played out and supposedly all meetings are divine. A divine play and the curtains were quickly closing. I was also told that “I think I’m so intelligent that I can speak to people any way I want and that I’m driven by emotions.” Not sure why my intelligence was even targeted. (I am spiritually intelligent and I know some taught ish, but that in between social cue crap… that’s another blog post LOL) Driven by emotions, what does that exactly mean? These critiques actually hurt because I think that I’m a very nice person, but what are you to do if you’re misunderstood. I’ve often thought if there could be background music to our life experiences/moments, like a score in a movie, Nina Simone would sing ‘don’t let me be misunderstood’. But, is this really how some perceive me? That would be unfortunate because judgement was made (even though at initial meeting I was asked to not judge) before Seeing Me, Knowing Me. My career isn’t me. My accomplishments aren’t me. They are simply ingredients combined to cook up the fabulous human that I’m still striving to Be. As Nina sings, “I’m just a soul, whose intentions are good, oh lord please don’t let me be misunderstood.” Anyway this reflection isn’t to whine about a lost pseudo-friendship; they come and go, even if in this instance it struck so deeply, that I lost my cry. I was left with a strong ache in my heart chakra and falling pain in my soul. This reflection is to attempt to discover the lesson in it all, find the Light.
Hmmmm, driven by emotion; initially defensive, not at all am I driven by emotion. I have never even had a physical fight or true verbal argument. Nothing is that serious. I do speak my mind openly and raw, with no filter. But, I was thinking about it as a bad quality to have; to feel emotions and feel them deeply. Even to get lost in emotion. I meditated on it (something that I lost relating in this scene), there’s got to be a lesson somewhere in this life shifting, three year encounter. The judgement of another that ended, what I thought was a blossoming friendly, relating between like souls. Then within a moment, I got an amazing flash of insight from my inner self or maybe the ancestors and said out loud in my apartment “Hell yeah, I am driven by emotions!!” My emotions are the matches that spark the fire in me to do what I do when I hit a wall along this journey. Some of the walls have been full size cement blocks. It is the oil in my engine to keep my soul running. It is that storm in my spirit that pushes me to push on when I want to give up. This thing called emotions is what started the slave revolts, the civil rights movement and made my people enraged enough to shout ‘black lives matter’. It’s those deep emotions that have paved the way for me to be unapologetically Me, all full of emotions. Without that ignite of emotion that feeds my passion, I would just chill in the World of complacency. See, I’d rather be driven by emotion rather than by desire. When driven by desire one can be bought and sold, like a slave. That desire for fame, money, recognition and the vices of our society. I can’t be bought. I can’t be shifted. I can’t be swayed. I’m not driven by my wants and desires but by the true deep feeling of my emotions that fuel my passion to Be.
