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This was my first time ever creating content for anyone other than myself and I am so proud of how it came out! 🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋 @steelestronghwf gave me the opportunity to share my gift and help people out all at the same time! 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤 🎤🎤🎤 So many times while dating we wonder if we are doing all we can to get that perfect match. Well in this issue I explored things to remember while looking for the one!💏💏💏💏💏💏 🤳🤳🤳🤳💪🤳🤳🤳💪💪💪💪💪💪💪 Copy and paste the link below or click the link in my bio for a look at a great issue full of talent and wisdom and to take a peek at my #contentcreator debut!!!!!👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇 https://mailchi.mp/feba24553242/steelestrongs-12th-issue-we-are-a-royal-people-15759163 #issablog #watchmework #issadream #passionandpurpose #coffeewithmom #subscribe #linkinbio #contentcreator #womensempowerment #dontsleeponthemovement #dreambig #blackwomenblog #joinmyjourney #bloggerloveshare #bloglife #womenbloggers #womeninbusiness #blackbloggers #womenwhowrite https://www.instagram.com/p/BvzI85EhG54/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jjqrjy8j18tp
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ISSA BLOG !!!
Friday June 9, 2017
LONG TF AWAITED SZA FINALLY DROPPED!!!!!!!!
I mean at this point I had memorized two versions of “Love Galore” with Travis Scott and all of “Broken Clocks.” And on a day where I had no concrete plans and had yet to decide how I was feeling- this was so TIMELY.
That has been a major lesson for me: respecting, appreciating, understanding the timliness of life. See what’s meant for you is always going to find you. But are you available, ready, open to it?
Or are you distracted, conceited, overwhelmed, underwhelmed; however you call it your ass is off base and it’s time to do the work. See we must get ready so we can be ready and stay ready. Life and the Universe have a whole bunch of blessings and shit out here for you, with your beautiful sparkling name on it.
Stop looking at everybody else. Stop dwelling on what you don’t have.
The mind is POWERFUL. That power is neutral. You set it on things that are good, bad, indifferent, or somewhere between.
Whatever you focus your energy, emotion, and effort on will prosper; good or bad.
See it comes down to taking our power back, thinking and moving with intention and strategy, manifesting and envisioning what we want and deserve. Self-fulfilling prophecies can be a series of unfortunate events or on some new wave peaceful galaxy type shit.
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I tell stories all over the place. I am the queen of tangents in convo. But I promise if you hang tight my rambling comes full circle. And you can always ask me to explain or elaborate and I will certainly try. We must communicate clearly to minimize miscommunication and misinterpretation. Be an active listener, thinker, reader, talker when it is time for you to play those roles.
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SZA dropped. I had been waitinggggggggggggggggg. But I get it.
I’ve been talking about dropping a damn blog since October! (truthfully since like August 2016 omfg that is trifling af- gotta be honest and accountable with myself). We too often get distracted. We put things off for any and every damn reason.
Good shit happens and we living and celebrating.
Bad shit happens and we busy avoiding or feeling our emotions.
And the mundane in between shit, the work shit, the school shit, the learning how to adult shit. Suddenly it picks up and the super fun trips, concerts, parties, walks, friendships, flings, etc.
Point is there is always something else for us to pay attention to and blame for why we didn’t handle some other shit. It’s the easy way out. You won’t grow very far from here.
I had been avoiding the actual work of the blog. Kept saying I needed the money to secure a website domain. Kept not writing or typing. Kept talking but not really doing. There I go again- accountability- I wasn’t doing.
Then I started pressing myself. I had written several intro blogs, had pages of content ideas, tabs and layouts. My nigga I even did a damn photoshoot and had four fucking logos created. The photographer and logo designer being two dope ass black women that will totally get alllll props and shine when my raggedy ass finally drops lol.
I started envisioning a blog brunch or bbq to throw when I drop. I contemplated getting an instagram account again, just for the blog doe- I ain’t been on that shit in at least a year. I was getting to know too many other ppl business and not minding my own.
See I made it through CTRL and the last song “20 Something” shook some shit up in me and I got my ass up and grabbed my little cousin’s laptop and started typing. I just need to start. It will all flow.
God bless them 20 somethings.This shit was vibrating at the exact frequency for my motivation and purpose of starting a damn blog. We all out here tryna figure this shit out. Some folks performing and putting out facades. Ain’t no manual, and depending on the intersections you embody you could be coming from multiple cultures that pass on survival skills. Those are cool but we gotta grow and evolve from there. We have to survive and thrive! We gotta learn, grow, love, feel, develop, dream, strive, live, enjoy, and put good vibes out there.
Damn. I am just writing/talking/thinking/flowing. If you’ve made it this far thanks I fucks with you. And if you’ve heard about or seen my damn snapchat stories you know a bitch can be lengthy lol. You loyal *DJ Khaled voice*
I guess Imma stop here. Because I don’t want a run on ass blog. Stick it out with me if you care to. The content is coming. And I swear on a good day I can write my ass off. Matter of fact lemme start the continuation of this blog to get into the nitty gritty of what I envision for this here thang...
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There are times when you think you know what you’re doing here, existing as a speck in all of the macro. There are a lot of those times really; times when you think you know what you’re doing. You can handle it, you got it under control, and then you don’t. Your conscience simulates a calming, the tides ebb, and then you find yourself staring at the ceiling above your bed when you told yourself you were sleepy an hour and a half ago.. and you still are. and the waves crash some more. Now’s the only time you find yourself hating the beach at night. And you’ve got these headphones like magic. The noises bring silence. You finally start realizing how easy it is to be relatable; how dull it is too. Wish you’d actually taken advantage of it sooner, but it’s hard to see when you keep the lights so dim. You start thinking about when you were innocent, before the Mary.. before that memory became so hazy; when your og would remind you that you were a superhero, and how this world ain’t really worth saving anyway. colliding into another one only caused you to migrate there, and forget about this one. but whatever entity brought you here wants you to know Them, and forget that money and power may have had anything to do with it. Time trickles, and you’re finally out. What were you ever really worried about?
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Taking control of your health is never easy but having the support of an amazing brand like @iamwellholistics makes it a journey of discovery, wellness, and hope. My journey begins with #hermultimineralsupport for overall mineral enhancement CUSTOM #bladdersupport for my #interstitialcystitis and #mineralfatburner to attack the weight my #autoimmunedisease has given me. Thanks @iamwellholistics for taking this walk with me as this next chapter in health begins... #interstitialcystitisaltmed #healthylifestyle #drsebiapproved #holistichealth #passionandpurpose #womeninbusiness #smallsteps #liveyourpurpose #Liveintentionally #contentcreator #CoffeeWithMom #issablog #blackgirlswhoblog #womenhelpingwomen (at South Euclid, Ohio) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-0J3BghQsa/?igshid=on5bsh6d1hvh
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The best part of date night is experiencing something new and delicious together. Tonights something new was a #BierMarket original "The Kentucky ♠️ Kiss by: Jagger" . This drink was absolutely amazing! #MakersMark 🥃, Muddled Strawberry 🍓, Lemon Juice 🍋, and Seltzer. This combination over ice made my night!! Biggest shout out to the @marketgardenbrewery family of restaurants for having the most amazing staff, managers, bartenders, and chefs! Tonight's date night was made awesome by each of you! #clevelandblogger #clevelandfoodies #CoffeeWithMom #issablog #summerofdiscovery #ohioblogger #femaleblogger #browngirlswhoblog #blackgirlswhoblog #womenwhoblog (at Cleveland, Ohio) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzEtZg8h3H4/?igshid=1ed6rgysdtt1o
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It's giveaway time!!! To say thank you for all of your support I will be giving away custom Coffee With Mom tumblers and stemless wine glasses! They say everything from~ F*bomb Mom : I sprinkle that ish like Confetti! And M.O.M (Master of Mayhem) all with the Coffee With Mom Logo! I am so excited to give back to you guys for all of your support and encouragement along this journey! Stay tuned for details! ☕🍷☕🍷☕🍷☕🍷☕🍷☕🍷🍷☕🍷 #giveawayalert #CoffeeWithMom #issablog #issadream #passionandpurposeohioblogger #femaleblogger #clevelandblogger #browngirlswhoblog #blackgirlswhoblog #womenwhoblog #customtumblers #blackwomenwhoblog#innerjourney #journeytoself #findingyourfearless #selfdiscovery #liveyourpurpose #Followusonallthree https://www.instagram.com/p/By0wwuYBo6a/?igshid=1bqaq10vtgqcp
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New Post Alert!!! Being a woman is hard. Being a BLACK woman can feel damn near impossible sometimes but we mange to make it look effortless. In my latest post not only do we raise the question of IS IT POSSIBLE TO BE BLACK,FEMALE, AND MENTALLY STABLE? I explore 3 ways to maintain that mental safe space on a daily basis! Come, sit, sip , and chat with me ! Follow the link in my bio or copy the link below! 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇 https://www.coffeewithmom.net/blogposts/2019/1/20/is-it-possible-to-be-black-female-and-mentally-stable #CoffeeWithMom #issablog #issadream #passionandpurpose #CoffeeWithMom #subscribe #Followyourdreams #linkinbio #share #dreambig #bloggerloveshare #bloglife #blackwomenblog #joinmyjourney #womenbloggers #womeninbusiness #watchmework #blackwomenblog https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs4NU7Ag34I/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ons0kv2r4xln
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Today is my uncles birthday. He passed away and it left a hole in my heart. Part of the work I am doing as a woman is learning the value of my emotions. Prior to now any thought of him as the man who raised me brought me sadness and regret. I was bitter, angry, and frustrated because he was gone before we could dully repair our relationship. I wrote about the value of therapy and forgiving yourself daily in the blog post, "Can you be Black, Female and Mentally stable?" (Link below) 👇👇👇👇👇 . ✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒ https://www.coffeewithmom.net/blogposts/2019/1/20/is-it-possible-to-be-black-female-and-mentally-stable 🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋 In writing it I was speaking to myself about the value of putting down the baggage of each moment and forgiving for any wrongs you believe you committed. Today used to be a bad day for me but instead today through therapy and healing I find myself celebratory! Emotions are seen as a weakness women possess when in fact they are one of our greatest strengths. The key is allowing yourself to feel them, and then moving THROUGH them to a place of peace and healing. My healing is continuous and some days are easier than others but today I say toast to you Uncle Damon you are loved, missed, and still teaching me lessons from heaven... 💻📱📒📓📔💻📱📒📓📔💻📱📒📓📔 #CoffeeWithMom #subscribe #followyourdreams #linkinbio #contentcreator #womensempowerment #blackwomenblog #joinmyjourney #bloggerloveshare #bloglife #womenbloggers #blackbloggers #womenwhowrite #wordshavepower #twitter #issablog #issadream #passionandpurpose #buildinginmorewaysthanone #levelupblogstyle https://www.instagram.com/p/Bug-XsZBjSE/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jwzai77ngoxr
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Win, Lose, or Blog: What Blogging Taught Me About Myself
When starting this blogging journey over a year ago I had very specific ideas about what image I would portray to the world. I wanted to be real, honest, and upfront about the realities of life as a woman, motherhood journeys, and give other women a platform to share their stories. So many over the years have provided me so much insight into various lifestyles and situations that I wanted to share those women and all their greatness with the world. Well, when I started sharing I realized that being brutally honest would be a lot harder than I realized because it meant being vulnerable, an emotion I wasn’t as comfortable with as I had led myself to believe. In sharing my story and those of others a flood of memories and emotions that I had convinced myself were old news began to sprout up and I found myself in a familiar place of depression that was growing darker every day. While I love children and all things motherhood, sharing stories of births, fertility treatment, and happy families served as a daily reminder of what I had lost and what was so close yet out of my grasp. I found myself replaying those doctors’ visits, choosing a donor, the excitement of testing and prep, and that faithful day on my bathroom floor where I lost my dream of being a mother. That day when I hung my head in shame because I had failed at the one thing I felt I had been preparing for my whole life. Recalling every doctor visit since then when I would meet a new provider or give my medical history to someone and I have to say that I have suffered a miscarriage and they have that awkward silence and nod. I sit and wonder what they are thinking, and I go to my car after and want to drown my sorrow in alcohol (a former vice of mine among others). The fact that I had finally begun shaping my dream of writing and working for myself and yet I was so miserable and down was awful. It was ironic that someone who has always been told they have a gift with words couldn’t find the right ones to express the pain I was experiencing. It all came to head over the holidays which are rough for me as they mean the time of year when I lost my baby, lost my marriage ( I was physically abused for the first and last time 7 months after miscarrying and asked for divorce) , and lost the man who raised me to cancer ( we hadn’t spoken in years due to an argument). It was then I began therapy because I was in so dark a place dealing with this all, plus not writing for months due to the depression, and my illness advancing that I knew I couldn’t get out of the hole alone. To think that all of this began in pursuit of my dream in my mind meant that my dream could never be my reality because I was too weak. This perceived weakness led to more distance from my dream and here I am. Today as I sit with my laptop on my bed with Criminal Minds playing in the background I still find myself hesitant about sharing because I worry I may still find myself too weak to keep pushing forward. I have pages and pages of ideas that even when too afraid to write I kept track of in hopes that I would one day find my strength. Maybe today is the day. Maybe today is just one of many ups followed by a down, but either way I am putting finger to keyboard because I know that I wouldn’t have been given this passion without a purpose and if nothing else I owe it to everyone who believes in me and myself to keep trying. I am determined to learn this craft, to reach as many as I can, to share my story even on the bad days, and to show the world that even with the bruises come a beauty that this world deserves to see.
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Is it Possible to be Black, Female, and Mentally Stable?
Looking over my To-do list today I got a reminder to schedule my appointment with my therapist and I recounted the many conversations with my female friends about why they didn’t think therapy was for them or why they didn’t “ have time” for it. I often advocate for seeking professional help but get the most push back from young, black women.
When I personally get asked how I’m doing I often answer with my blanket statement of Fine.
Fine means instead of the million things running through my mind which I don’t have the capacity or time to run through with you right now I will just give this generic message that most are willing to take because they aren’t really that interested in my mental health anyways.
You would think we would flock to therapy when we live in a world where we are expected to shoulder so much from kids, jobs, relationships, and internal traumas daily. Then you add in the visual trauma we experience with the murders of our men and children being televised and plastered on SM, the pressure to both assimilate (straighten our hair and hide our curves in the workplace), and settle (making less in our careers despite being the most educated by race and gender in the country), and the continued breakdown of the family structure resulting in black women taking on more roles in the household than they should have to and you have a mental firestorm that so many black women feel is their job to handle alone without complaint. We shoulder never really having a break which in itself is tough, with an upbringing that tells us we must always be strong and endure no matter what when in reality your ability to endure is not what makes you a strong woman. And the sick part of it is WE TAKE PRIDE IN IT!!
We proclaim everyday how great we are for being so strong when in reality we have very little choice in the matter and if given a chance would GLADLY put some of those burdens down.
So now that we have explored the tip of the iceberg of the black female experience my title question still stands, Can you be black, female, and mentally stable? Every day you have to be strong, educated, working on a small waist, managing skin from the cocoa Gawds, be independent but willing to put up with drama while learning to submit, calmly and professionally enduring the micro aggressions of white people, tolerating the fetishizing of everything you wear, be a great mother , friend, and spouse, all while remembering to make time for yourself, taking care of your skin ( yes I keep mentioning skin because it’s vital) , and trying not to crumble under the weight of the needs of everyone around you who you are expected to put before your own.
You tired yet cuz I am! Lol
I’ll be honest I can’t even give a clear definition of what sane looks like in 2019. But in an effort obtain my own version of sanity and peace I have devised 3 steps I follow in order to keep my head above water in this crazy world and while it may or may not be possible to achieve complete sanity as a black woman in America you can form you own safe spaces of happiness. Get ready because these are the easiest yet hardest things for me to do but trust me they work!
The FIRST thing I do is a daily disconnect. By disconnect I mean metaphorically and physically. I take time every day free of all devices, and people to decompress void of external stimulation. It doesn’t have to be long but simply clearing your “gates” so to speak and just being quiet, not looking or interacting with anyone or anything can do wonders.
The SECOND thing I do is embrace honesty. That may seem silly but being honest with yourself and those closest to you is so important. Being honest with myself about my needs, wants, and limitations (this is a BIG one) keeps me from over extending myself or worse being disappointed in myself when I can’t get it all done ( I tend to be hard on myself). This honesty also allows those around you to give you either space or support as needed which is critical in stopping the habit of “ carrying it all alone” and stops the perpetuation of carrying every burden equating to your strength as a black woman.
My LAST gem is my biggest and most difficult to do, you ready? lol FORGIVE! Forgiving yourself daily for any mistakes you made is critical for mental wellness in a world designed to beat you down. I’ve found that if during my “disconnect” time I take a moment to OUTLOUD ( and in the mirror if possible ) , forgive myself for every moment that I was short with someone, didn’t listen, was critical of myself or others instead of constructively assessing, or any other “wrong” I feel lighter and calmer, which allows me to be mentally prepared for the rest of my day or I sleep better when done at night.
Whew! That was hard right? lol I’m kidding but seriously just those small things can feel like a mountain to the always connected, always available, weight of the world carrying woman of the world. Those three steps may not stop you from wanting to choke your co-worker and may even bring you to tears when done after a particularly tough day but trust me just those few steps allow you to put down the baggage of the day before picking up anything else and aid in recharging your batteries so that you are ready to conquer the world all over again!
Being a woman is hard, but being a Black woman is to stand on the edge of the mountain and shout for the world to hear that you bones are strong, your skin is kissed by the sun, your heart is pure, your mind is has been strengthened by generations of way- makers, and your resolve is unmatched by any other being on this planet! You got this Queen! Our minds are our most powerful weapons so it is our duty to keep them sharp! Love each other, support each other, protect each other, and when you think you can't do it lean on me sis I got you...
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