Like most moms, trying to remember your life pre-motherhood, can be extremely difficult. Sure you remember the obvious things like, afternoon naps, midnight Walmart trips, or having cereal for dinner. But what about the other things; what types of things did I do? What did I like? What dreams did I have?
The best way I can describe my life before conceiving my son is, I was like “A Feather in the Wind.” I had no real direction or sense of true responsibility. Now, to my defense I was young, I got pregnant at 25, so age played a factor in my decision making. But I was still just floating wherever the breeze took me.
My mom always says “the grass will never grow under your feet. You don’t stay still long enough.”
And she is right. I have a very free spirit and I used to follow what feels right, without properly processing the repercussions. That way of thinking dramatically affected me in 3 areas: my love life, my personal goals, and my life experiences.
Last weekend, my intentions behind attending the MNCC pageant were just to get cute and cut up with my friends. I expected to see some dope fros, intricate updos, fresh locs, banging shoes and to watch the ladies SLAY! What I did not expect was to receive so many reaffirming messages throughout the night.
Last weekend some friends and I went to the Atlanta Brunch Festival at the Historic 4th Ward Park. The weather was perfect, the food was delicious and I am still full. Not from the savory jalapeno cheese grits, or the sweet french bread casserole, or even the not-so-perfectly mixed mimosa (No shade?).
When we made plans to go to the Festival, (thanks to the “I’m Interested” button on Facebook), my only thought was brunch + mimosas = A GREAT time. And the food options did NOT disappoint. There was gnocchi with mushrooms and truffle oil, shrimp and grits, breakfast tacos, and bacon covered everything yuck!
This weekend my son and his dad had a Boys’ date to see Monster Trucks, (my son was adamant that I could not go!) so that left me with a Saturday afternoon to myself. A full afternoon to nap do whatever my heart desired, so I decided to check out REMIX: Themes and Variations in African American Art at the Columbia Museum of Art.
According to the Museum of Art’s website, “REMIX highlights the practice among many African-American artists of refashioning themes, ideas, and objects in new ways.” The exhibition is housed in 3 different rooms of the museum and I spent about 2 hours slowly meandering through the exhibit, making sure I took it all in. I was intentional about being present and in the moment, taking in the sights and sounds of the art and the museum. Below are a few of my favorite pieces from the exhibition.
At the beginning of this month, I hosted my very first (very intimate) Vision Board party and it was magical. The euphoric energy I felt in the days before the party paled in comparison to how I felt after. The beauty of watching women, whose ages ranged from 9 to 55 years old, thinking about what they wanted out of life and how can they start being intentional about obtaining those things was absolute magic. The ladies began to speak their dreams out loud, things that they hadn’t shared or only shared with a few people. And each time that they did, they had a tribe of women encouraging them, looking for pictures to help them complete their boards, telling them that nothing was impossible.
That was the best part for me. As I sat in that room, nothing felt impossible, not for me or my guests. I can not wait to see everyone’s dreams manifest and for them to literally check things off of their 2016 Vision Boards.
So tell me, have you written down your goals for 2016? It’s never too late to start, every day is a new opportunity to start fresh. I would love to see your Boards, post them below or use #BBVisionBoardParty