Love Letter For Those Who Can’t See Their Light

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Intuitively guided to write these words to you…

Yes you.

There’s a place of goodness inside of you. No matter what you have done, no matter what they’ve called you, no matter how many negative thoughts you’ve had about yourself, no matter how many bridges you have burned, no matter how many nights you’ve stayed up thinking you were worthless – you matter.

I know it’s hard right now, and I know you can’t find your way, but I am rooting for you, because I was once where you are now, and honestly, some days, I still get low. I still shed tears. We are human.

There were many nights that I sat around waiting for someone to point out my goodness, to tell me I was worth it, and so now, as I sit here somewhat mended from my broken hearted days, I am able to give you what I once was so desperately seeking. I am here to tell you – you are enough, you have good inside of you, and you are worthy of being loved.

Forgive yourself, see your light, and don’t give up.

Love Renee

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Confusing Spirituality With Perfection

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Isn’t it true that so many of us have this unclear perception of what spirituality is?

I myself sometimes find it difficult to trust my intuition and follow my calling because I feel that I am not perfect.

Who am I to want to share my soul?

Who am I to want to offer guidance?

Who am I to declare myself a soul intuitive?

We have all these false ideas about spirituality that cause us to hide and shy away from our true potential and talent. We think that if we haven’t mastered every problem in life, then we shouldn’t put ourselves out into the world.

As if our depth of experience, wisdom, and perception obtained from the life we have already lived is somehow null and void because we haven’t mastered the whole of life.

I have news for you sweety, if you are looking to master the whole of life, you are in for a rude awakening.

The whole of life cannot be mastered – it is forever changing and we are being called to evolve and grow with it.

I think sometimes we are afraid to show our skill and gifts with the things that we do understand because we are being so quickly met by the new things that we still have yet to uncover, discover, and decipher.

Spirituality does not equal perfection.

Spirituality means bringing out the best of who you are – yes, finding ways to honor your true expression – yes, but not to be this perfect, suitable, color in the lines all the time, fixed, rigid persona. It’s not about that.

At least not the way I am learning to see it.

Yes, there are times when I tune into my intuition and I am spot on, but there are also times when I am moody, unforgiving, and just down right stubborn. That doesn’t mean that I am any less spiritual than anyone else. Those mood swings and times that you are out of alignment with your being, are just practice.

You find new ways to get yourself back into the space you need to be – to radiate who you are.

We are met with so much opposition sometimes when trying to accomplish that goal (alignment with the self). I believe that alignment with the self was meant to come easy to us, but we have made so many excuses as to why we can’t be that fully all the time. We’ve made mistakes, we’ve messed up, we’ve gotten angry, and we think those are valid reason to shy away from home (the place within where you feel completely comfortable with yourself). They are not valid reasons to shy away from home.

They are, as a matter of fact, opportunities to seek out home more.

We have to get this idea out of our heads. That we are somehow meant to be these pure, squeaky clean, angelic beings, with no blemishes on our records – that is absurd, and it’s about time that we really take a look to see where those ideas are stemming from.

Whenever something doesn’t feel right to you, you can always check in with your own heart.

This world is very large, very diverse, there are all kinds of things that you can get into. In addition to that, there are so many different kinds of influences, philosophies, and ways of life to choose from. We were not all meant to go the same way, and we did not come here to remain squeaky clean – we would have just stayed in the angelic realm if that were the case.

We are meant to however, learn to navigate our way through our emotions, our situations, and our experiences the best way that we know how. We are also meant to try and find the joy in each moment or to create it – if you can’t find it.

I don’t like this idea that I have this past karma hanging over my head, and I am living this life to somehow redeem myself from some past wrong – it just doesn’t sit right in my gut.

I am here navigating life the best way I know how. I try everyday to be a better person, correct my missteps, guide my emotions, share myself, and find my joy.

I can’t hold onto this idea that we are somehow being punished for not knowing how to do this thing we call “life” – perfectly.

Spirituality means aligning with your spirit. That’s it. In any way shape or form that you can do it. It means believing in yourself, honoring your calling, finding your own way and your own path, appreciating your life, and making strides to become the best person you can be during your time here on earth.

Discussion Questions

How about you – do you sometimes associate spirituality with being perfect?

Has it hindered your true expression in any way?

Thank you for reading!

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Quotes From The Soul a.k.a. Soul Whispers

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I thought I’d share some soul goodies with you today. Here are some inspirational quotes from yours truly {Renee “Soul Writer” Brooks}. If you like the post, don’t forget to hit like, comment, share and subscribe. You can also follow the Soul Whispers Quote board on Pinterest here >>> Follow n_a_y_n_a_y_b’s board Soul Whispers on Pinterest.

Pathways To The Soul

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The snippet below is from the new book I’m writing – Soul Guidance – Finding Your Way Home.

These words were formulated from the idea that there are several pathways to the soul.

To be patient with yourself, to trust your steps, to make way for your intuition – are all pathways to the soul.

To forgive yourself, to be easy about your life, to hold yourself in a positive light – those are all pathways to the soul.

Every pause, every redirection of negative energy, every moment that you choose love instead of fear – those are all pathways to the soul.

Acceptance of yourself, peace with your place, thoughts of what you love most – are all pathways to the soul.

Honoring your wishes, allowing your blessings, cherishing your moments here on earth – are all pathways to the soul.

Excusing your faults, forgiving your mistakes, silencing your inner critic – are all pathways to the soul. 

The routes are endless, and they were made to come easily to you, but you’ve built walls around your heart to keep the bad stuff out, to block criticism, and to shield yourself from the watchful eye of others – as if you have any reason to hide yourself. 

How wonderful is it to know that there are endless ways of connecting to your soul?

Thank you for reading!

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Freedom Friday: Becoming Who I Am

Set Yourself FreeMy Freedom Friday Post Is About Shedding All That Is Not Real

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A year and four months ago I decided to do something that was down right crazy. I decided to shave off all of my hair.

Now that might not mean anything to you, but for me – it meant everything.

Inside, I always had a burning desire to do it, but there were so many reasons why I felt that I couldn’t. This experience was very personal to me, so I am going to be open and honest about the reasons why I felt I couldn’t do it.

The first thing is that most “women” define themselves by how womanly they look. Long hair, their shapely bodies, glowing skin – you know – all of the things that make women feel attractive and beautiful. I was going through an internal conflict. How could I feel like a woman without one of the major traits that makes a woman feel beautiful?

I felt like without my hair – I would be less womanly and unattractive.

I am also an African American woman, and growing our hair (for some of us) is as rough as finding our way through life. So when I actually grew a nice head of hair, the thought of chopping it off sometimes was like getting rid of something that I had put alot of hard work into. It was very difficult through the years to grow my hair because it had been damaged by perms, heat, neglect, and stress.

But something within me kept calling me to expose that part of myself- the part of me that had no hair. I had no idea why the call got louder and louder – it just did.

Finally, one day I woke up and my hair had started forming dreadlocks. I was neglecting my hair and it was showing me the results of that neglect. By the way, I hate dreadlocks on females. Just my opinion – don’t kill me.  I decided that I didn’t want to deal with it anymore. So I took the scissors and made the first cut. Just like that, cut right into it. There was no regret, no tears, and no kicking and screaming on the floor. Just snipped it right off. The next morning I went to the barber shop and got it cut properly.

When I went home and looked in the mirror I was shocked. I could not believe what I saw. There I stood almost bare bald, and I still looked beautiful. As a matter of fact, I felt more beautiful than when I had hair. The experience was totally liberating. Not only didn’t I have to deal with my hair anymore, I could actually see my face.

I think our souls call us to the edge sometimes. They call us to shed the things that are not true about ourselves. The thoughts that I wouldn’t be beautiful, womanly, or attractive without my hair were not only false they were also things that blocked me from seeing my true beauty. Once you recognize the truth and get rid of the lies you have been telling yourself, your real beauty can show. The truth was – I was not my hair, and I was holding onto false impression of who I would be without it. Real beauty called me, and it was a call that I couldn’t “not” answer.

For this “Freedom Friday” post. I am going to list all of the things that I feed myself that are negative. We speak to ourselves so negatively sometimes. We tell ourselves lies. Those lies corrupt the person who we came here to be. In order to grow into yourself, you have to let go of the ideas that are not true about yourself. Your real self is here to express. How can your real self express itself through you, if you are holding ideas about yourself that are not true?

So here goes. Here’s my list of lies that I’ve told myself throughout the years. Here is where I can express it, and then cut the cord from these things for good.

It helps to go through the process. Just like cutting my hair helped me see the truth.

So here are the lies.

I am not good enough, I’ll never amount to anything, I’m not smart enough, my parents never taught me that, I’m not good with money, I don’t deserve another chance, I messed up beyond repair, I am inadequate, I don’t have the knowledge, I can’t do that, I’m ugly, I’m not attractive, I’m nothing, I’m worthless, I don’t deserve God’s love.

I’ve messed up so much in life, I made a big mistake quitting my job, I’m stupid, I don’t deserve to receive blessings, maybe I didn’t try hard enough, maybe I’m not worthy, black women have such a hard time making it, I don’t have any examples to follow, I have no support, no one is helping me, I can’t do this alone, I can’t find my way, I don’t deserve the good life, royalty and riches are only for a certain kind, I am being punished for my past mistakes, I can’t make it without my grandparents, I’ll never get my house, I’ll never make it.

I’m cursed, I’m doomed, there’s a black cloud over my head, something is influencing my life, something is trapping me, someone else has power over me, I can never be my own boss, I am not attractive enough, I am not beautiful enough, my teeth are not straight enough, I don’t have it,  I don’t have what it takes, I’m not fit to be a mother, I don’t know what I’m doing… and the list goes on and on, but it feels so good to free up some space!

The cord is cut…

Without a regret at all…

I leave this stuff behind…

There is better for me, once I see that all the stuff I have been feeding myself is a lie.

Thanks for reading!

Are you ready to shed the lies you have been telling yourself? If so, don’t forget to click the “leave a comment” button at the top of the post, and share your story. If you prefer to share the post on your own blog please be sure to add the words Freedom Friday to your post & link back to this post.

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Freedom Friday: Am I Alive?

Set Yourself FreeMy Freedom Friday Post Is About Feeling Seen & Being Heard

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A macbook pro is on my lap, tons of papers scattered about, son to my right – laying damn there underneath my thigh. I hear the twist of the doorknob; it’s my husband. He smiles at me, kicks his shoes off, and drops his book bag where he stands. He doesn’t even realize that I just cleaned the house, and probably doesn’t care.

He forces his legs between the table and the couch so that he can make space to dive into my face with a kiss. I start a conversation about a great article that I read early that day. One that inspires me even. He knows that I have been down, and am fighting my way back to some kind of stability.

He reaches down to pick up the chubby-cheeked miracle that is laying next to me. I look up in his direction trying to make eye contact. He is swirling around with his bundle of joy in his arms. Of course, it’s the right thing to do, but the connection is lost between him and I, but vibrant and alive between he and our child.

My shoulders sink and I can feel my heart break. “Am I alive? Am I here? Am I heard?” I think to myself.

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I’m in my home office with my face in my hands for the 100th time. Tears are pouring out from my eyes in buckets. I am blabbering words that no sane human-being could understand, but praying that God can somehow make out what I am saying.

“I didn’t mean to quit my job. I am so sorry. I wanted something better. I couldn’t be there anymore. It was draining me. Please God forgive me. Please give me my financial freedom back. Please get me out of this mountain of debt. I am trying everything I can to make it. I don’t want to be like the rest of my family. Broke. Poor. Begging for spare change. Barely able to get myself the basic needs.”

I am able to catch a breath for a half a second and then I continue.

“Please God, I don’t want to depend on my husband anymore. I want my own money. I’m glad he’s here, but I need to feel independent. I’ve poured my heart and soul into my books and tons of people are reading them, but no one is buying them. I tried everything that I had the strength to try. Please God. Please. Am I alive? Am I here? Am I heard?” I question as I wipe the snot from my nose with my sleeve.

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I’m flipping through the pages of a catalogue and my eyes come across a beautiful set of candles. I smile. Why? Because I love candles. They lift my spirits.

I run my hand over the glossy page of the catalogue as if my gentle caress will somehow generate a wormhole for the candles to appear. I’m ignited for a second when I notice what catalogue I’m reading. “Bed, Bath, and Beyond. It’s not that far away; maybe 15 minutes at most. I can make it there,” I think to myself with optimism.

My eyes drift to the right. There’s a stack of mail sitting there. There’s a letter addressed to me with big bold letters that reads CREDIT SOLUTIONS INC. I know that it’s another bill, from the same people who wrote me last week, demanding all the money I owe them.

The letter lovingly (sarcasm) reminds me of the fact that I don’t have the money in my account to purchase the candles anyway. I close the Bed, Bath, and Beyond booklet disgusted with myself and the world in general. “Can I just admire something without feeling guilty. I just want some damn candles. It’s not too much to ask. Am I Alive? Do My Desires Matter? Am I heard?” I think to myself.

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It’s a week or two after my birthday. My sister shows up to my house with one of my favorite people (my niece). We all sit down in the living room and chat for a few. After a while she says, “I have a birthday gift for you.”

I’m shocked, because I really didn’t expect to receive anything from her. I sit back with anticipation as she reaches in her black oversized pocketbook and pulls out a $25 Children’s Place gift card.

“It’s not about you anymore,” she says with a laugh. “It’s all about the baby when you have kids,” she finishes. My shoulders slump and my heart breaks. “I didn’t know that having children meant I wouldn’t exist anymore. Does she see me? Does she care? Am I alive?” I think to myself. 

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Freedom Friday’s are all about releasing the things that hurt us the most. It’s about freeing up space to allow the new things to enter your life. It’s about being completely honest about the things that are hurting you to the core, making you doubt yourself, and causing you to lose hope. On Freedom Friday’s we have the space to let it out. To say it. To release it, and remove it from our bodies and minds.

Here today, I confess that I have been having a rough few years. Despite it all, I still put on my hat and go to work. I don’t mean a physical work place. I mean doing what I can to improve myself, continuing to write, continuing to try to see the good in things, and continuing to put myself out there no matter what. Something in me will not let my dreams die. The voice inside is much different than my own critical voice. It’s compassionate, patient, accepting, and comes up with ways to try and help me move past this rough patch. Writing is one of the ways that I am able to let it out.

I don’t know what the details of my future are, but I do know how I want to feel.

If I just have that little piece, I have a step.

Going forward I would like to feel,

Abundant, Appreciated, Considered, Important, Blessed, Forgiven, Seen, Supported, Inspired, Comforted, Helped, Acknowledged, Aligned, Fruitful, Relieved, Financially Stable, & Gifted.

I let out a long deep breath and allow my heart to send a message out to All That Is.

I can’t do this alone.

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