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Do you

That is a powerful couple of words.  Sometimes it’s so hard to just “do you.”  We are conditioned to cater to and pander to others.  It’s part of our human nature.  We seek approval and validation outside of ourselves in others.  It is natural to desire praise and recognition for what it is that we do.

It is also dangerous to depend on others to create how we see ourselves.  By giving people permission, the keys, to dictate our worth and our value we become prisoners to their fickle, human minds.  By giving others the keys we unintentionally allow them the authority over all of who we are.

By allowing others and the world to tell us how great or horrible we are, we get on a wheel, a merry-go-round, a seemingly unending cycle.  Once we allow another or a thing to control us, once we seek permission from others to be who and what we are, they/it will never be satisfied.  They will always want more.  One day we will look up and be shattered remnants of the person we once were.

By being unwilling to “do you” when no one looks or applauds we are holding captive the passion and what we were created to do.  As individuals, we should seek to be free.  Free to follow our hearts.  Free to follow our passions.  Free to fulfill what we were created to do.  Free to be happy.  Free to have joy.

Society places an emphasis on external measures of success and beauty.  Society says we have to look a certain way, act a certain way, wear certain things, own certain things, talk a certain way or we just aren’t good enough.

I submit that we are all good enough.  We are all beautiful enough.  We are all talented enough.  We just have to own our own keys.  We have to be willing to “do you” no matter what.

I don’t men be rude, ruthless, mean, cutthroat, or disrespectful.  While we “do you” it is imperative that we value us enough to value others.   Poor behavior is often indicative of poor self-worth.  If we can’t treat others well while we “do you” we cannot “do you” well. We may lie to ourselves and justify our behavior.

But there is a conscious effort we make when we “do you” and being ourselves that, when done with the purest of motives, will not allow us to “do you” at the expense of others.  Sure, people appear to be successful who have done it at the expense of others.  But those people often live with regrets and that success comes at a price they may be unwilling to pay if they had it to do over.

So today, I challenge us to “do you.”  Even if nobody notices.  Even if nobody ever recognizes it.  The self-satisfaction in being true to our authentic selves will far outweigh anything any other person could ever give us.  People’s accolades are temporary.  The internal power, strength, and love that we receive from our decision to “do you” far outweighs anything any other person can give.

“Do you” boo!

Second Class Citizens

I’m black in America

I’m supposed to live

In the land of the free

And the home of the brave

I’m supposed to believe and dream

If I work hard

This dream turns into a life fulfilled

But all it seems to come back to

Is the notion that I’ll never be enough

My black brothers and sisters

Are merely second class citizens

Blood continues to be spilled

Our churches burned

Our culture appropriated

We elected someone

Full of melanin

We are now post-racial

Racism is over

Yet so many have lost their lives

He gets no respect

Racism seems worse than it’s ever been

This is my country

This is my home

I’m supposed to be proud

“Proud to be an american

Where at least I know I’m free”

But am I really free

Or am I one wrong decision

Away from a bullet or a cell

As a kid

I never knew

The evil this world still held

I grieve for the lives lost

I am fearful for what the future holds

Money buys a lot of things

The NRA has bought Congress

Gun safety is a low priority

Education takes a backseat

While the rich get richer

And the poor get poorer

We talk about these injustices

Grand juries indict or they don’t

People are convicted or the aren’t

But nothing’s changing

Nothing’s better

At times I feel like

Me and my people

Are nothing more

Nothing less

Just simply seen as

Second class citizens