Shedding and Abandonment

The winter weather has been a bit rough…on my skin that is. I spent the latter part of 2012 peeling layers of dry and dead skin off my face, hands and other parts of my body. The whole thing was gross and worried me, especially my face. Luckily a friend of mine who is into beauty products and treatments hipped me to a routine with olive oil and no sooner had she told me about it I stumbled upon a mommy blog that talks about how to clean your face naturally with castor and olive oils.  I’ve been on this treatment hard, starting with twice a day to once a day to now every other day. The natural moisture on my face has returned and shedding on other parts of my body is slowed or stopped thanks to a bar of Dove’s winter care soap and some daily moisturizers I’ve been using.

Leave it to me though to see the dry skin and shedding as something beyond the surface. Maybe my own body was telling me that my transformation is almost over. The stale transitional period is on the verge of ending and a breakthrough is edging its way. I haven’t figured out what my dream as mentioned in my previous post means, but as I did mention, the ending of the year saw a very exhausted Mahoganie. Yet,somehow as New Years eve rolled around, I gathered enough strength for the start of the new year only to enter 2013 with an attitude of abandonment. It’s not reckless abandon. I’m simply letting go feelings of control over my job and financial situation.

I’m continuing to go deep with my writing and see where it is leading me. I can’t help but to feel the entrepreneurial pull. Though it has only been a couple of people since the middle of December, people are searching and looking for me. It started when my pastor called looking for my help with something, which led to a nice talk in his office, in which I needed to let some worries go. I’ve been pitched by someone to cover a story idea, which is exciting. That’s actually funny as I remember a conversation with another friend in which she wanted to know as a PR person should she pitch her client(s) directly to the publication of interest or to a freelance writer. I told her to try both, but more so the writer, especially if the writer has a relationship with a particular publication that is a right fit to feature her client. At the time no PR person or anyone of the sort had ever reached out to me with a pitch. I had only received the sloppy written up press releases (seriously guys that must stop!) by someone’s camp or the individual themselves wanting their story pushed about their book, music (it’s usually about some janky new rap artist’s music) or whatever product they are pushing. Then, in the month of December I was pitched! By a legit PR person who didn’t just drop a poorly written press release in my inbox! So now I’m working to make the story a reality in print.

There’s one other thing I have in the works and if I score this….I feel like it would be a big part of my mission on earth….a call to serve using my tools of the trade. Yet, I admit, while I set things in motion and started a dialogue, I haven’t finished. That probably goes back to what I said a few posts ago, how when things start to get really real with me, I allow distractions mainly out of some sort of fear. So I’m on the mission to finish my follow up before the month is out.

Also, there is my manuscript still, but we won’t talk about that…at least not right now. Right now … I’m letting relinquishing control and letting the chips fall. It’s not going to be an easy task, especially as my loving family maybe loosing their patience with my situation as they have been every bit of help. Still, my father was so right about me all those years ago when he flat out called me a bohemian. I care nothing about living for a nine to five and retirement; the American way of living. I want something more. I know there is something more and something beyond the bubble American way of life.

“I’m not expecting God to move in 2013…he moved on the cross, and now he is seated on the throne. He’s expecting us to move on what he said!” – Dante Moore

What more can I say?

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