Subira F. Lesedi's blog

Doulas, Midwives, Healers...Advocates of Reclaiming the Spirit of Pregnancy, Motherhood, Birth...Taking Back Our Families

Greetings, Sisters! I'd initially posted this as a brief comment in response to PEECHEZ23's blog request to connect with other doulas.

 

 There seem to be many doulas/aspiring doulas here at YMIB, and I think it's wonderful that so many women are committed to empowering other women and families to rediscover and listen to the spirit within that we were all born with so that we may bring forth life in ways that are natural, non-invasive, non-intimidating, and well-informed. It's inspiring to say the least. By taking back that power, we have the ability to heal ourselves and our families in the most profound ways.

 

Iyanla Vanzant "We Can Do This" 1996

Instead of catching up on episodes of America's Next Top Model during my lunchtime...

Part I

Part II

Get Up and Walk

Has your spirit ever instructed you to do something and you disobeyed? It could be something simple or complex. Either could be life-changing or seemingly not. Have you ever prayed for direction and guidance and felt like you were getting no answers? Open you ears...and your heart. Silence your mind.

For the last few days, maybe longer, but I know for sure at least for this week something has been telling me to 'get up and walk.' Every morning I hear it, "get up and walk." Some days I get up. Tuesday, I did walk...but most days, I roll over in the bed and go back to sleep. Or I get up and eat. I was disobeying the guiding spirit within, the voice that I'd been praying to guide me. I was receiving my answer but I wasn't listening.

Walk where and for how long? Why? Those were my questions. I'm too tired. I'm 39 weeks pregnant. I should eat now. Those were my excuses. The voice temporarily went away in response to my questions and excuses, only to reappear the next morning.

I'm Not Sleepy Tonight/How Do I Be Me

One part of me would never write something like this and post it online, but I'm getting to the point where I just don't care. I'm tired of holding things in. I've been tired of holding things in.

I can't sleep tonight, and I found myself crying after listening to my own thoughts for long enough. Sometimes I feel so stupid. I've had so many opportunities in life, and I have nothing to show for it. I graduated at the top of my high school class. Had enough scholarships to owe next to nothing for college. Supportive friends and family, for the most part. I've studied/lived abroad. Met many different types of people. I've lived in a couple of different states and been given chances to do things just because people like something about my personality.

I know I'm not stupid by any stretch of the imagination, but I just don't know what to do with myself. I tell myself all the positive things that I know. I've read inspirational books and listened to inspirational songs. But I can't figure out why I am not doing more than I am or why I'm not better than I am or what I'm supposed to be doing.

Personal To Do List: #1--Smile at Myself Daily

On past blogs, I've posted "resolutions" or lists of goals that I'd like to accomplish. For instance, I wanted to go to a certain school for graduate study, and I wanted a specific job in the community. I wanted to pay off debt and save more. Those kinds of things. This time, things are a little different. More than accomplishing those measurable goals, there are some things that I really need to focus on developing within myself before I'm able to fully materialize some of those more measurable goals outside of myself. So while I do have some tangible goals that I'm interested in pursuing, I'll be talking here about those inner things I need to work on.

 

#1 Smile at Myself Daily:

 

Optimistic

I love Sounds of Blackness.
Whenever I really feel like I can't make it, I can count on one of their songs to get me through. This is one of my favorites that I just wanted to share.
Enjoy...and Keep your head to the sky! ;)


Optimistic

Keep keep On....
Never Say Die....
When in the midst of sorrow
You can' t see up when looking down
A brighter day tomorrow will bring

You hear the voice of reason
Telling you this can't never be done
No matter how hard reality seems
Just hold on to your dreams

Don't give up and don't give in
Although it seems you never win
You will always pass the test
As long as you keep your head to the sky
You can win as long as you keep your head to the sky
You can win as long as you keep your head to the sky
Be optimistic

Seeing beyond me

The last two weeks, I've been focused on my own discomfort quite heavily. I'd been overwhelmed by my new job, and I was seriously rethinking my decision to accept this position at the school. The things that I knew I would hate about school systems got to me much earlier than I'd expected...and people...well some just got on my nerves...but a dear friend was right in suggesting that I not judge people and the things that I'm seeing and experiencing too early. And I don't even want to talk about the children's behavior and lack of appreciation. I was really ready to throw in the towel...at least in that moment cause I was coming home depressed every night.

Anyway, yesterday was a revelatory moment of sorts. I'd let a few students remain in class with me, and as we talked I realized that I'd not deeply considered some of the things that were mentioned by my students during this moment. I mean, I'd chosen Special Ed some years ago because I knew that those students tended to be the forgotten ones and a disproportionate amount of Black males are placed in Special Education classes, but somehow I failed to consider the awareness that the children possess of the situation.

Untitled (Never Saw It This Way/Uplifted) 14.01.2006


for some time
it never crossed my mind
that it could’ve been one so close to me
so my initial response was
amazement
shock
confusion
dismay
‘cause I never thought it could’ve been this way
never saw it happening like this

 

with me all the time
i thought my best interests were in her mind
but never could I have been more wrong
for so many years
for time so long
I trusted her
blindly
only to one day see
that she indeed
was not she

 

but them

I wanted to cry
(and I did)
cause it had all been a lie
the saddest part being
not the story told
but the story unknown
to her
that she was them
not she all this time
influencing me

 

Devon's Prayer

This is a prayer
a poem
that I wrote a little over two years ago.

When I wrote it
I felt it,
but I didn't realize how much it would come to mean to me or how really relevant it would come to be to my life.

It may seem as if that should've been obvious, but well anyway here it is.

It's called Devon's Prayer.

Earlier this year I added the subtitle,

"The time is right: Let the Power within be born..."

 

A Letter: Grateful

December 25

To The Most High That I AM,

This has been a helluva year, and I am grateful for every moment of it. In it, I have experienced some of the greatest and most treasured moments in my life as well as some of the most challenging and trying... all of that means growth, though.

 

Ups and downs with my family and The Fam, but I am beyond grateful for the love. I am beyond grateful for the support...and the advice that I didn't always want to hear.

 

I met and love ***U*. ***U*.

I ruined my credit and am still just barely holding on to my car.

I bought lottery tickets.

I cried.

I doubted.

I wanted to believe.

I believed and doubted.

I cried. On my knees. On the floor. In the dark, I cried.

I prayed.

I lied. Mostly to myself.

My power began to emerge.

I fought **A****. Silently.

I forgave **A****.

I got mad. Mostly at myself.

I felt alone.

Hope & Healing

Healing begins with Love.
Love begins with Understanding.
Understanding begins with Compassion
Honesty
Trust
Communication
Patience
Humility
Forgiveness.
Forgiveness.
Healing begins [in the mirror].
~Devon L. Hill

Untitled (The Mother, Eternal)

The Mother never dies
Daily she is reborn
Cleansed
Purified
We must know her
Study her
To know ourselves
To cleanse ourselves
The Creator is ruler over all things
To live through The Coming
Imagine that
Don't fear

It is so easy to become distracted or led astray by the happenings of the world, the ways of man, society. Sometimes I become paralyzed by it all, wanting to do something but feeling as if I lack the knowledge, resources, and power...not knowing where to begin or even how.

Other times, I'm just torn.
Am I even supposed to be able to do anything, recognizing that The Creator is in control of all things? Do my actions count for anything?
Or, on the flip side,
as a child of God, imbued with the breath of The Creator,
don't I have not only the right but the responsibility to interfere with or interject my understanding, my ideas, my thoughts, and my desires into Creation?

Song of the Day


 
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