I braved the cold today. I had such a craving for beef over rice from May Wah Pork Chop Fast Food. So, I trekked, in 30 degree weather, from Brooklyn to Wall Street (I had to make a quick stop). From there I headed to Chinatown. The walk did my body good. As I wandered down Canal and various side streets, it hit me: I'm never going to get tired of this town! Although this was a casual, and not working adventure (I left my vintage 35mm at home), I couldn't resist taking this picture. It reminded me of my raven-haired Mocha and my friend Debbie's, snowy Honey. Both kitties are, twin-souled, in our hearts.
I'm so far from home but I don't mind it, really. Rediscovery is now one of my best friends. Dreams, ideas, and hopes that I thought died a lifetime ago wake me up each morning. They urge me to aim higher, live bolder, fuller, fearlessly, and have no regrets. My first semester finished successfully. Now, I'm getting in the swing of things. I spend my days in meditation, spouting affirmations, and in prayer. And it's helping. I live each day in gratitude and humility. I thank God, daily, for this opportunity!
Country Mouse in the Big Apple
Personal reflections, advice and relationships column, random thoughts, random pics, razzle dazzle, ska daddle
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Big Apple, Here I Come!!!
Wow! Is not even the word to describe what I'm feeling. Since I was 14, living in New York has been on my "to do" list. I remember crying while watching the Tony Awards and thinking, "Someday, I'll be on that stage accepting an award, too". For many years fear, doubt, and naysayers beat back my creative urge. I slacked up on or didn't pursue 100% the artistic spark that God had imbued me with. It wasn't until nearly 2 years ago that I felt as if that spark was slowly dying. I was at work, there was this heaviness (spiritual) that, literally, was choking me. As I walked down the airport's concourse, an inner voice spoke, "You are not fulfilling your purpose, girl. These people see that light in you and they want to extinguish it. NOW is the time to leave. You've overstayed your welcome in a black hole." Thirty minutes into my shift, I called a meeting with my supervisor. "Max, I can't do this anymore. There's something bigger and better out there for me. Living and performing in mediocrity is not what I do, anymore." With that, I walked out and never looked back. It was tough, financially. I had a PT job that barely covered the bills. Yet, I found the extra funds to take my first acting class. Through the years, I'd practiced monologues that resonated with me. But this was the real deal. Here I was...nervous as all get out, running through scenes with classmates who'd been acting 'in utero'. I got up on that stage and felt a surge of electricity. I knew I was at home.
After completing this class, I decided to audition for a prestigious MFA theater program in NYC. I submitted a tape and prayed for the best. If God wanted me to follow this path, then He'd make a way. You've all guessed it by now: I GOT IN!!!!! At that very moment, I knew that one of my prayers had been answered. It wasn't an easy trip though. Certain people had it in their hearts that maybe this wasn't God's will. I was like, "Really?? So you sit on His right shoulder and know what He thinks?" They did everything to discourage me. One even offered this lame excuse, " Well, I'm just scared for you. You have no job and you're not 21 any longer". To which I replied, "Scared for ME??? I'm at an age where I have the maturity and drive to start over. Besides, my dorm is already waiting for me and so is my financial aid package". Only my mother and my little sister, along with some very close friends, have been supportive of my decision. And to tell the truth, I don't regret it!
The day I left Texas, I was battling with self-doubt and on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I was starting to listen to what the doubters said. And to top it off, there was the tail of a hurricane still lingering over the city. When I reached Louisiana, I encountered torrential rains that didn't stop until a few days after my NY arrival. I, literally, drove nearly 2 days nonstop through hell. Call it a metaphor or not, I survived it! I'm living and participating in the city of my dreams, doing what I've always wanted to do (and more) and loving every minute of it. For the first time in my life...I feel, see, smell, and taste, more vividly.
I cannot believe the 1st semester is over. First off, let me say this: I love my professors and new family! I've spent most of my free time exploring the city and its boroughs. If I am asleep...don't wake me! Until next time......
After completing this class, I decided to audition for a prestigious MFA theater program in NYC. I submitted a tape and prayed for the best. If God wanted me to follow this path, then He'd make a way. You've all guessed it by now: I GOT IN!!!!! At that very moment, I knew that one of my prayers had been answered. It wasn't an easy trip though. Certain people had it in their hearts that maybe this wasn't God's will. I was like, "Really?? So you sit on His right shoulder and know what He thinks?" They did everything to discourage me. One even offered this lame excuse, " Well, I'm just scared for you. You have no job and you're not 21 any longer". To which I replied, "Scared for ME??? I'm at an age where I have the maturity and drive to start over. Besides, my dorm is already waiting for me and so is my financial aid package". Only my mother and my little sister, along with some very close friends, have been supportive of my decision. And to tell the truth, I don't regret it!
The day I left Texas, I was battling with self-doubt and on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I was starting to listen to what the doubters said. And to top it off, there was the tail of a hurricane still lingering over the city. When I reached Louisiana, I encountered torrential rains that didn't stop until a few days after my NY arrival. I, literally, drove nearly 2 days nonstop through hell. Call it a metaphor or not, I survived it! I'm living and participating in the city of my dreams, doing what I've always wanted to do (and more) and loving every minute of it. For the first time in my life...I feel, see, smell, and taste, more vividly.
I cannot believe the 1st semester is over. First off, let me say this: I love my professors and new family! I've spent most of my free time exploring the city and its boroughs. If I am asleep...don't wake me! Until next time......
Saturday, June 18, 2011
10 Reasons He Ain't "The One"
Heart Image & Heart Broken Pictures
Recently, I went to court to support a loved one in obtaining a protective order. Although, she's no longer dating this person (it was over 2 years ago), this person has resorted to stalking. As I was sitting and listening to the various horror stories of the female victims, I got this revelation: at least a third of the guys out there are LUNATICS! Some of these women had been chased with guns, had suffered miscarriages due to beatings they received, and had been mentally and physically scarred by those professing to love them. My friend's stalker hasn't done anything as drastic. He has, however, driven by her church, her workplace, and written her letters. He's delusional. To all my ladies out there..remember that love doesn't hurt! To all my male readers: if someone doesn't want you anymore, just move on! There are other fish in the sea. Besides, violating protective orders results in either your imprisonment or a deathwish. I know too many women who'd had enough and protected themselves and their families at the highest cost (to their tormentors). This is a repost. Enjoy and reflect....
Ten Reasons Why He Ain't "The One"
It's a new year and I've had time to reflect on a few things. I've heard about and experienced dating 'disasters' that could have been avoided. Just the other day, a good friend of mine was nearly inconsolable over the demise of her long-term relationship. At first I thought she was going through a seasonal depression. However, after reminiscing longer, I realized that she and I had both played this scene various times. So, right then and there, I helped her to resolve to date better, live better, and most importantly, love (herself) better. I know that no one can make another grown-up do anything. I do believe in leading by example, though. Hopefully, she (and every woman who reads this) will finally realize that we must be true to our own selves, first. I may be single, but I'm in no hurry to rush into a relationship where soul ties are harder to break. Here you will find several indications to why he ain't "The One". There are many reasons why we (women) settle..especially when it comes to relationships. Life is too short to live it in mediocrity. Everyone deserves a bit of happiness. Practice, indeed, makes perfect. My mantra: Live 2011 to my fullest...I hope my readers will, too.
1. He says he loves you, but you (or your kids) have to wear long sleeves to hide the bruises.
First, it began with him being a little overly protective. You thought it was cute. It progressed to a push or shove here and there. You chalked it up to his being frustrated. Next, he slapped you! Get my point, yet? You cannot change another person! Even his ex-girlfriend advised you that he was 'physical' with her. And you thought she was just hatin'....really, now????!!!
Loser Image & Loser Pictures
2. You're working 3 jobs while he stays home playing video games (or watching tv).
Yeah, I knowwwww. He was laid off (6 months ago). Yet, each time you give him a job lead or classifieds sections of the newspaper, he shrugs it off, says that he doesn't have bus fare or clean clothes to get to the interview. Or he needs to stay near the phone in case his former job calls him (because he doesn't have a cell phone and they can only get in touch with him via the house phone). Worse still, he AND his buddies have been at your house ALL day. BTW..are you ready to start dinner because he's starving?
3. He's over the age 25 and still has no valid profession.
He's barely high school educated. He got his GED 2 years ago. (I'm not knocking GEDs. Education is fundamental). He doesn't want to go to college because he 'doesn't want to be around kids'. He's had various construction jobs and fast food jobs in the last 5 years.
4. He blames the world, the man, and you for his failures.
He has weekly rants about how unfair the system is, how the MAN has held him back, and his momma shoulda raised him better. Really, now? First, he's a high school dropout. Second, he has served some time for 'youthful indiscretions'. Third, he DOESN'T want to go back to school. Fourth, his momma was a single parent with 4 kids. Each one of his siblings graduated college and are professionals, making money, AND taking care of momma! Doesn't he realize that one's own self is the greatest obstacle to any challenge?
5. He owes so much back child support that you'll both be collecting SSI before he's in the clear.
When you met him he told you he had a child. Fact is, he has 6 kids (under 18) with 3 different women. Go figure....sista, you should be running for the hills as you read this!
6. He stays with or in his parents basement (and he's not a student).
When he's not staying with you, he has an open reservation at momma's house. Just in case you start trippin'.
7. He has a drinking, smoking, or drug problem (that he can 'kick anytime').
You said that you didn't want a smoker or drinker or drug addict. He makes a beeline to the beer aisle as soon as you get to the grocery store. He asks you for money for bus fare. Yet, you find out that he spent it on beer or cigarettes. You or your child have asthma. Yet, he continues to smoke around you. Didn't the Christmas breakfast of Grey Goose and Smirnoff tip you off to his problem? I guess not...
8. Your family and friends see negative changes in you.
You seem distant to your friends and family. You don't attend family functions or outings with your friends anymore. You missed your high school reunion because HE was sick! You're always depressed and despondent.
9. You have compromised (or always compromising) your core values to be with him.
You're always giving him money. And you never thought you'd have to take care of a grown man! You lie and make excuses for his behavior. You don't even attend church like you used to. You've lied to his PO about his whereabouts last week. Need I go on???
10. He embarrasses or berates you in public (this can be grouped with #1) or is constantly finding fault in you.
He got really loud with you at the grocery store. He called you fat in front of his friends. He's constantly making suggestions that you need to wear make-up or lose weight or cook better.
(Next entry will include more reasons....stay tuned!)
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Changes and Additions to Blog...
To my readers:
I am implementing a new format. My blogs will now feature articles from other authors and experts. Hope you all enjoy!
I am implementing a new format. My blogs will now feature articles from other authors and experts. Hope you all enjoy!
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