Hope in the Good
Hope is a powerful thing. Hope can take you to your promise land or an all exclusive trip through hell.
To hope is to believe in the possibility of something you really want. You don’t hope for things that you don’t want badly. This is a good thing until your hoping for something not possible at that moment in time. That’s hoping for something bad to become good.
Hoping for a bad relationship to become good without 100% commitment from both parties, is a pip dream.
When you hope for something that just isn’t possible, you will loose yourself. You will keep stretching yourself because of your hope. You will allow your boundaries to be crossed believing each time, “maybe this will be the thing that makes the difference”.
You will hope until one day you look up and not realize how you managed to be in the situation you are in. You then ask yourself the question that has started many people down the path to Adulthood. “What The Fuck Am I doing?”
In that moment you realize that your hope has turned to daydreaming. You have convinced yourself that what you want is possible, despite the odds and the large amount of evidence to the contrary.
Everybody plays a fool sometime, there’s no exception to the rule.
When this happens to you, just own it with pride.
There is no pull for personal development when blaming others.
Get your power back by taking 100% responsibility for the results of every situation in your life.
Then and only then will you be able to truly overcome unfavorable experiences.
Keep hope alive, just don’t be blinded by it. Hope in the Good
Trust your intuition, do the most good and be true to yourself.
What am I doing to change the world?
The brutal deaths of Philando Castile and Alton Sterling both occurred days after our country celebrated it’s biggest summer holiday, the 4th of July. A celebration of freedom and independence. Most of American were on vacation, enjoying family and friends, traveling to popular destinations and surfing social media.
When I saw the Alton shooting on Facebook, I was a bit upset to see another brother shot dead in the streets. The police are at it again, I thought to myself. Then I read that he had a weapon on him and was selling cd’s. Now I’m thinking maybe he was a street hustler and had be doing some dirt, which is why the police harassed him. Not that he deserved to be killed or even harassed, but that maybe he had some bad karma coming.
Point is that I found myself a bit numb to the whole thing. I felt disconnected to Alton Sterling and his family. I felt helpless and hopeless, like there was nothing that I could do to make a difference.
Because I believed that there was nothing that I could do to make a difference, I did nothing to make a difference. The only thing I did was talk about it to others and on social media.
Then when I saw the Philando Castile case and something struck a nerve. The difference was Philando was out with his lady and her daughter. I don’t believe he was into any nefarious activities at this time. Also in his case he was complying with the letter of the law and still lost his life.
I started thinking about how could this happen to anyone, not just a black man. What attitudes, beliefs, laws and social constructs need to be present for this type of thing to take place? Why is it that it only happens in this way with the police? Why is it that when the police who kill it’s almost never considered a violation worthy of Imprisonment, yet for citizens this same behavior would definitely warrant jail time? Why are the police so afraid of black people? Why hasn’t the federal government considered getting involved? Is the media playing these stories up? What the fuck is going on? And most of all what am I going to do about it?
The last question is the one that hit home the most. What am I going to do about it? “Mr. Change the world” can’t sit on the slides of the world series of systematic genocide and just enjoy the show.
So why am I not in the Game? Because I have stuff to do. I have to work, because I got bills, debts and I’m addicted to many things that cost money. Things like fancy cell phones, electronics, nice shoes, clothes, music and movies, just to name a few.
Once I get out of debt, get a little nest egg of cash in the bank and fill my house up with a lots of stuff to distract me from reality, then I might be ready to get into activism of some sort. Then I might have the leisure time required to get involved enough to make a difference.
Maybe I’ll get involved when my cousin, brother or best friend gets shot. Then I’ll be ready because I’m close to the victim. I’m sure that would raise my level of compassion to a point where I would support my brothers.
Maybe I will never do a damn thing because the truth is, I’m scared. I’m scared of the police and the government. I have never had a great experience with the law. I have had a few good experiences and plenty of horrible ones. I suffer from LEEPTSD, Law Enforcement Encounter Post Stress Traumatic Disorder. For Real!
I see the police and I experience anxiety, I get nervous and sometimes confused. I try to adjust my behavior, as to not draw attention to myself. I believe being black is strike one and being male is strike two. So it’s real easy for me to strike out and get flagged as a perp in the mind of a white officer.
My LEEPSTD keeps me from speaking out against injustice. Fearing that doing so would put me on the FBI’s watch list, therefore ruining my life forever. If I speak out, I will be persecuted, ostracized, label as an angry black man or troublemaker.
I do nothing, and I make excuses based on fear. That’s not who I want to be and that’s not who I say I am.
I am someone who wants to change the world for the better. I am someone that has the power to make a difference. I am someone that has tremendous compassion for my fellow human. I am Philando Castile and I am Alton Sterling.
I’m going to do something.
Kill Your Past Before It Kills You
What would happen if you drove you car and spent most of that time looking in the rear view mirror?
First of all it would take you a long time to get where your going. You wouldn’t be able to move very fast either. Secondly you there is a high probability that you would constantly have accidents. And lastly when your looking in the rear view mirror, your checking to see what’s going on behind you, trying to make sure there isn’t anything to worry about, which causes you to worry and be fearful.
It’s clear to see that navigating your car form the rear view mirror would not yield the optimal results of driving. It’s safe to say that the same thing applies to life. Navigating your life based on your past wont yield your optimal results.
Therefore you must Kill your past before it kills you.
There is absolutely nothing you can do to change the past..
Live in the moment, now is all there is.
Is your past killing your or simply slowing you down?