Power

So I felt the title of this was very appropriate being that Power is the reason why things grow or fall apart.


Let's take a moment to elaborate on the meaning of power:
According to the Merrium-Webster dictionary, power means to have "possession of control, authority, or influence over others."


Okay now to my story..........


It is necessary to have power (control) over your actions because it is possible to be overpowering. These past few weeks have been an eye opener when it comes to those around me. I realized more that when you are an humble person, you get attacked.......sometimes it is healthy for growth but then there are times that it can be detrimental. I tend to reflect over the things I do and who is in my personal space because sometimes the space should only be rented for a season.


While I was finding myself, I began to see that my power came from my ability to feel energy (those around me). I used to fault myself for being quiet and allowing people to treat me any kind of way even though I could see straight through them. Maybe the reason is to be able to share my experiences with the world. Jah will never put more on you than you can bear.


So I met this young Queen during a time in my life where I was dealing with "fuck boy" energy and was doing everything I could to release it and she was a great friend. She always listened to me vent and I always had her back when we would go work out, with emotional support in her relationships, food when her and the children needed it or even a ride somewhere. I always wondered about her real intentions because I'll never forget the night we were a little tipsy and was headed to Priscilla's to show her spicy stuff to do with her husband (then boyfriend) and before we got out of the car, she grabbed the box 😳 WHOA‼️ (now that's what we don't do) Well we moved passed that but then I began to feel as if she was using me because before she got in the car one day to go to the store, her son says, " Mommy tricked you didn't she?" And he was referring to a conversation they had before I even got there. And apparently it went just like this, "let's see if we can trick her into taking us to the store". I never said anything......I just watched more. We drank together and went out sometimes but still, I never felt 100% comfortable.


I'm sharing this because I'm also learning more everyday that it's not healthy for me to keep things inside. Once again......my integrity is all I have.


Well, the ending of this situationship was due to a tax identification number. Smh Maybe she was so used to me saying "yes" that when I said "no", her true spirit revealed itself. I had been asked to donate funds to her nonprofit organization. I'm sure some of you understand how things go when you donate to another nonprofit organization. The legal way of doing things is to request a tax identification number for tax write off purposes. I cannot handle it any other way. Well I became the scum of the earth and salt was thrown in everyone's ear that would listen to her about me. WOW what a friend when all I did was challenge her to be great. Now that I have a moment to slow down and process what happened, I honestly should have listened to everyone from the beginning. At the end of the day........you can't be lowkey angry over someone else's happiness.


So the lesson in this? "Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because they aren't inherently bad people, but they aren't the right people for us. And as hard as it is, we have to let them go." ~Daniell Koepke~


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With Love,


Nzuri Asha™️