The doubt of not living up to your full potential.
It starts with you. The language you use. The food that impacts your fuel.
Today it ends, it starts today.
After my weekly nap, of course.
Just kidding.
Let’s Get Into It
What’s my full potential
Nope, I am not your therapist, but I don’t need a title to tell you that you need to stop playing it small.
Nope, I am not your therapist, but I don’t need a title to tell you that living in your full potential starts with mindset.
To live your full potential means to tackle the world by showing up as the total you and letting God place you in every position to fulfill your purpose.
We all have purpose, some more specific than others, but it’s for you to tap in.
You didn’t answer the question
What’s my full potential?
That’s not up to “man” to decide. Man can’t give you a lesson on your full potential because it’s a conversation for you and God.
I could say, “Oh yeah, you’re pretty good at dancing, become a dancer, and go on Broadway.” Whole time you hate dancing and would rather draw.
I could say, “Oh yeah, you’re pretty good at braiding hair, become a beautician by going to cosmetology school. Whole time, it’s just a hobby for you.
Now, don’t get me wrong, others do see your potential
They see it, and I do believe God uses others to get you to see it. Maybe she needed that push to know she’s a dancer and can go far with it.
However, in that same breath, it’s up to her and God to confirm if it’s her full potential because dancing may be part of the journey, but she may be a better choreographer than the Broadway star.
Do you get it now
It ends today, it starts today.
Choosing yourself and not letting man take the reins and control your destiny.
You’re not a puppet, you’re a human who has authority over your own life.
Want to know one of the most powerful aspects that can make or break you?
The power of the tongue
It began when I got off work. I bought myself a bag of chips and a hot dog from 7/11.
A cheap $1.95 bag of kettle chips and a $2.64 hot dog.
A cheap meal.
A meal that’s cheap but “fulfills” me.
That cheap ole meal may have affected my mood, may even have brought me down, because when I went home, I cried.
I went to my space and cried about life, feeling like a big bunch of cheap thrills and crap. Life feels like it wasn’t worth it; it’s crappy.
Stop consuming junk
That junk affected my mood. It made me sluggish, pissed off, and threw me a self-pity party.
I felt like crap because I ate like crap.
That’s my body telling me, lay off the chips. Lay off the hot dogs and go back to the pretzels and raspberries. Maybe just the raspberries.
Because the power of the tongue is real.
Those words weren’t true
It was old news, a self-pity party. One that ended years ago, months ago, even a few weeks ago.
I picked up the red pen and had to remind myself, you’re not that sad ole woman no more and never was.
Don’t let a temporary fix make a permanent mark.
Shut up and stop crying. There is nothing to pity over.
It may seem like it’s taking longer, but what are we rushing for?
We 25.
It ain’t no race.
You’re okay. You’re growing, learning, and maturing at your own pace, and it’s still progression. It may not be material natured, but oh boy, a mental upgrade is pure wealth.
The peace of mind
I shook those nasty thoughts and tore the page out of my book because we are not throwing a self-pity party.
For what?
You think I am going to let the devil believe he brought me back to that? He brought me back to his section at the club?
You think I went through months of solitary, praying, healing, and developing myself all over to let the devil think he got a position in my life?
Absolutely not. He has no room in my house.
He’s not a part of this chapter, even though he keeps trying to get a main character role.
Tuh!
Good mindset over self-pity and bad food
I am not taking good care of my mind. I am feeding it greasy foods and sweet tooth cravings.
A full meal isn’t a chocolate bar or two Starbursts because they’re the pink kind. I gotta do better with my diet because it’s impacting my mood.
My mind feels all over the place because I am not nurturing it with good fuel.
You can’t put 83 in a diesel. It’s heavy-duty.
Treat your body and your mind the same way.
It’s a working process because I love a good chocolate bar, but I ain’t gotta eat it every day to satisfy the craving of feeling fed.
It’s time for a better palette.
What you consume contributes to your potential
Can I reach my full potential by watching and listening to controversial takes? No.
Can I reach my full potential by eating cheap thrill meals and being a victim of sluggish and unhealthy habits? No.
Today it ends, it starts today.
Better habits and no more self-pity parties.
With love,
C.Alilijah