A Place the Soul Can Confront, Reflect and Embrace all that they are.
When your Mama seems to busy. Take another look
She’s just running for her own inabilities trying to find a way out. Stop that woman, turn her ass around. Sit her down. Make her a cup of coffee so strong it will wake her ass up. Get her off the treadmill of ignorance and set her on her own path home to herself.
Show her your soul and your struggles so she can see herself in you and at long last getting a look at her inner warrior in a perfect mirror that accept all her flaws and mistakes and has used them to rise. Flaws are like bricks. Build get a damn staircase out of where she was in the darkness due for the lack of your light.
Own the light in yourself and give you Mama the permission and safety to own her own shit. And to use that shit to nourish her own roots system. Shit is a powerful nutrient folks. Like don’t get caught up in the smell. Spread it around and watch people grow.
How does a Mama go higher than she’s ever been? Lights folks. To show her her path out of ignorance from lack of anyone who could show her the way. It is the highest calling to shine upon our Mamas and show them where they are and where the path is to home. Mamas get tired. We have to pay them back or what did we learn at all people? What? If we don’t make sure Mamas fed? She’ll starve herself or you!!
Pay that shit back. With light and love and a hand to hold while she finally accepts how damn strong she’s been. And how limited her scope was until your light hit her scene at trust the right time. When she gave up on herself and you rushed in a showed her how much you needed her light and how you just slowed her to shine from within you to guide your own way. That’s shits amazing.
Just saying. My Mama would not want to stay in darkness. Mama slapped the Bible on like a bandage but it never stopped the bleeding. I’m
Showing her how to use the Bible like a knife with some precisely used words dividing her from her past mindset. Like the word should be used. It’s all fine and dandy drink from the well of forgiveness. To keep going back for more. But if the word is alive. And we memorize it and thus in graph it into our mind and body? It comes alive when activated properly.
Excuse me for knowing my shit. And not playing it down. I don’t have time for that ego stringing shit. Mamas had enough of that she need truth to ground back into herself wholly. And without me her view had a big gaping whole of understand that her soul knew she needed. And that it would not be easy to change, but she’s no slacker. Just left in darkness a long time and it infected the whole family. She now sees that and the affect of me. Her daughter.
I have been saying what she was not taught to say and yet knew to be true. How, was what she needed. How does a god fearing woman find her way to what she wants without someone yo show her a way? That’s is why I keep saying it over and over different ways? Until it sinks in?
Does everyone else just give up and not keep trying? Guess so? Well? Not me.