Simply Stacy Poetry

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The Journey To Loving Me and She…

I literally had to become an adult before I learned how what I think manifests into what I speak and what I speak ultimately turns into what I do.  Women I encountered outside of my mother, unknowingly taught me how to dislike other women, without knowing them.  I became conditioned, not because of what I experienced, solely based off of what I “learned” by hearing to “size her up.”  Now, let’s put a little bit of logic to how a person heals, transforms, and grows out of such behaviors.  Learned behavior develops in layers, year after year after year… thick and stacked high!  It takes time to remove those layers, thought processes over time, but God can do anything and He can do it quickly (His quick is not our quick though ha ha!) Something happens to break through one or a few of those layers and as each layer is peeled away, the freer that person becomes, their thoughts change, ideas change, perceptions change.  That’s exactly what happened to me… and the root of why “I didn’t like her… without even knowing her… is because I didn’t like me.”  I had to first learn to sincerely love me, I had to believe what I said about me, for real.  You know we live in a world where it’s easy to pick up a mask, place it on, live for the day, take it off, go to sleep and do it all over again day after day, month after month, year after year.  I did that, lived behind the mask of false confidence, I didn’t like what I saw when I looked in the mirror and that made it easy to dislike others, women especially, especially women who had confidence.

God broke through to me, me being completely unwilling of course… but He did.  It was in those moments, I learned, that when God sets out to accomplish something in you, it will get done and the sooner you say yes, the more impact He will have.  He gave me two daughters… they came from me, I couldn’t teach them the ugliness that resided in me.  The process began of loving me, because of how much I loved them.  I had to first accept and love the color of my skin.  I am dark skinned and within my culture and outside of my culture, I was made to feel that dark skinned women aren’t beautiful. I bought into those lies, I didn’t like the skin I was in and on top of that, I have an overbite, I walk with a limp due to a birth defect, I’m big-skinny (fat stomach, small legs, big chest, fact face) LOL, I know, silly… but I didn’t like who I saw when I looked at me, thought about me.  I remembered the words of life my momma spoke over me as a little girl. I started to believe the words my husband affirmed over me, and the how my daddy said I was beautiful. It started there, I knew when I looked at my daughters that they were beautiful and I wanted to make sure they believed that about themselves when I told them that.  In doing that, I was reminded that I couldn’t expect them to believe me, when I didn’t believe my own mother’s words.

Anyway, God began to break down the layers and with ever layer removed from me, I was able to see my fellow sister in a different light.  I found myself after about a 15 year delayering process loving me.  I loved the beauty, the variety, the originality of women.  My black sisters, were becoming works of art in my eyes, no longer beings that I disliked because of my own insecurities.  She was the epitome of beauty to me. When I looked around I saw different types of women, shapes of women and it encouraged me.  I was inspired to accept my originality and now I want to be surrounded.  I am interested in learning about the different gifts each woman possesses, I want to embrace my fellow sisters of my culture and other cultures, identifying with our similarities and understanding our intricacies.  I want to kill the stereotype that I’d once made my reality… “Women just don’t get along.”  That’s a false statement that I want to bury with every woman that God blesses to connect with me.  I love me…. and now I can love she because we are one in the same, originally made.

July 26, 2015 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Just A Beat of My Heart…

Tonight WP I sit in a very familiar place; I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes and at the same time I feel them spilling over in my heart.  I am at a place that I’ve been before, I know it, I feel it.  So tonight, I am here not to vent or bring you down, but to encourage you all. Remain positive, NO MATTER WHAT life throws your way; remember what’s thrown at you, you CAN handle!  Hurt when left untreated can fester, corrode, and turn into a hardened rust that only God can heal.  Anger when left to sit can spread like a virus and infect everything and everyone it comes in contact with.  So someone may ask, “How do you deal with that?” “How do you cope?” Start by thinking on better thoughts… you can’t produce what isn’t already in your heart to come out…

Life is not an easy feat, it was never meant to be, however, I believe life was meant to be a journey full of lessons that results in blessings.  Some of the lessons we’re meant to learn in life don’t come to us in an easy way and those are the ones that I believe stick closest to your heart, the lessons that you can walk someone else through to help them avoid going through what you did to get what God intended to teach you.  So, tonight I sit here in the place of “Be anxious for nothing but in EVERYTHING give thanks…” and I have to do just that… in EVERYTHING… my angst, my hurt, my nervousness, I will GIVE THANKS!

I am not religious by any stretch of the imagination, I do however have a relationship with Jesus Christ and I believe He has something GREAT in store for me if I conquer this moment that attempts to ail me right now.  I just wanted to connect with you all WP Family; I pray you all have a beautiful evening and continue to be ENCOURAGED!Image

February 25, 2014 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Directed…

Yesterday, October 26th was an interesting day an emotional day. I woke up from a wonderful night of performing poetry and enjoying music with some GREAT artist friends. When I opened my eyes and got myself together, reality set in that today was the day I was going to the memorial of my dear friend’s father.  I had to be strong; this memorial affected me in more ways than one.  You see, I mourned for my friend because I understood what it meant to lose your father. Our stories were parallel in this experience because her daddy was  military vet, so was mine, her daddy died from liver cancer, so did mine and her daddy loved her with all his heart, so did mine.  I went, the service was beautiful but I cried…HARD. I cried, it reminded me of my dad’s passing, I looked around and it was like a poem coming to life — I saw the love of her family, it was genuine and I cried even more. 

Since my mom died 22 years ago, the tight bond of love amongst family for me has been non-existent.  What I mean by that is, outside of the intermediate family: dad, brothers and sisters; the cousins, aunts, cookouts, holiday dinners, simple get togethers went away.  My daddy wanted to continue that, but he soon caught on that people wanted to deal with who they wanted to deal with and you had to forge the relationships set before you.  My dad died June 2012, I remember sitting in the room at the hospice watching him fight to breath…I couldn’t cry, I tried but I couldn’t. Sitting in that church yesterday, listening to the family talk about the love that filled the room of my friend’s dad when he passed, how they embraced and prayed, I cried even more.  That was beautiful, I pictured it vividly in color it was beautiful. I was mindful of how hard I was crying because I didn’t want to offend my friend’s family, I didn’t know their loved one that well but my tears were real, I was hurting for my own reasons.

The service concluded and I won’t lie I practically ran out of the place. I got to my car, sat for a moment and pulled off. I stopped to get gas and decided to park to send a few texts. I paused, I text some people who were key players in ensuring the event I hosted the night before was successful.  I found myself texting my friends, letting them know how much I love them, what they mean to me and that I didn’t want to wait till they were being memorialized before I told them how important they are to me.  I sat for a while, not sure why I did, but I did and I finally pulled off an entire hour later after I’d left the church. I drove off, quietly. I turned on my iPod and drove along and as I was headed down 285 and I caught a glimpse of a woman, she was walking vigorously, as if she had somewhere to be. As quick as I saw her, was as quick as God spoke to me…. “Stop and pick her up…” so I did. I pulled over into the emergency lane and waited for her, as she approached my car, I rolled my window down and asked her where she was headed.  She said I’m heading to work. We were at exit 41 her job was exit 37 and she was walking with all her things.  I had to thank God for even positioning me to help her; when she got in the car I simply said, “God will supply all of your needs.” She thanked me and we rolled along.  She went on to tell me how she is caring for her sick husband and couldn’t afford to miss work.  She told me she needed to be there before two so she got off the bus and started walking because she knew she wouldn’t make it before then and look at God, I picked her up at 1:40p.

I dropped her off and I thanked God for that opportunity; it reminded me that God still directed me… God can use you, He wants too. Allow Him to lead you!

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October 27, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Breaking the CHAINS…

In this journey of sharing poetry public, releasing books and CDs I’ve been given the privilege of meeting some AMAZING men and women who are doing HUGE things to help a hurting community! I’ve been invited to attend a FREE event taking place in the Atlanta metro area tomorrow, October 12th entitled, “Breaking the Chains.”  This event is being brought to the community by Angel of God Outreach to help men and women who’ve survived domestic violence.  WP, I want to invite you to come out and bring as many people as you’d like to support these wonderful men and women and if you’re in the position to donate to the cause please do!  Your donations will go toward providing resources to survivors who are transitioning, providing them resources to start over and fund therapy for survivors — your money will be working.

Come on out if you are able!!

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October 11, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Selfish? or Selfless??

There’s a lot to be said about the words selfish and selfless

Dictionary definitions: selfish – Lacking consideration for others; concerned chiefly with one’s own personal profit or pleasure; selfless – Concerned more with the needs and wishes of others than with one’s own.

I realize to arrive to the place of selflessness you will go through a process, there’s A LOT of stuff God has to work out of you in order to get to the place of putting someone else’s needs before your own. I mean, let’s be real, we were born selfish, it was in our nature from birth. When you were a baby, you cried because you needed to eat, be changed, be held, go to sleep.  As a small child  you were only worried about yourself, your needs, what you wanted. Teenage years, you cared about things that benefited you, what you needed, desired, had to have and then you arrive to adulthood…

Now, the layers of selfishness stacked upon you over time, so it takes just as much time to delayer you; so then, God steps in… you allow Christ full access to you life and He begins to take you on the journey of placing others needs before your own.  You go through a series of situations, each one working out a selfish characteristic that your heart once held; arriving to today!  I find myself desiring to be more selfless and less selfish and when God grants me that request, life seems to be so much more rewarding…

Questions To Consider: Are you giving more than you’re getting? When you give, are you giving because it’s something you really want to do? Or do you give because that’s what “everyone” expects you to do?  When you give; does it benefit you? Or do you sincerely have the best interest of the one you’re helping in mind??

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April 5, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

   

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