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Poetic Vision, Purpose, Passion, etc.

I like sharing things that inspire me with you all. It makes my quest for sainthood easier. Here it goes…

On January 1st of this year, I was conversing with a young woman about my life. After explaining to her that I am currently on the science/academia career track and have no strong passion for what I am currently doing, she asked me what in God’s name did I want to do with myself if I wasn’t happy with my career now. Reasonable question. In response, for the first time ever, I articulated my true passion with ease. I soon realized that my passion equals my purpose and since I knew what it was that I want and need to be doing with my life, it is about time I take all the necessary steps to fulfilling said purpose.

In pursuit of getting my shit together, I remembered a video I watched during the Christmas holiday with my sister. At the end of the video lecture, we both applauded – it was not a live stream, Skype, or on any platform in which the speaker could actually hear and appreciate our applause. You know you just watched something good when you give a standing ovation to a laptop.

Anyway, watch the video below. Sister-friend Sharon Ann Lee drops knowledge on how to design your own success, do things that make you money and make you happy, and write your poetic vision. It is quite a long video, but you know you weren’t really doing anything right now anyway.

Let me know if you clap for her at the end.

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Introductory Course: Slay Hoes

LB and I slay hoes on the regular. It is a major part of our relationship. If you follow either LB or me on Twitter, you will have seen us use the phrase “slay hoes” ad nauseam.  “Slay” seems to be a term that is getting thrown around all willy-nilly nowadays and has taken on various meanings in pop culture. I am here to inform you that all the other meanings of “slay” are irrelevant and the only definition you need to be aware of is the Le Femme Flaneur one.

In this post, I will tell you what the term “slay hoes” means to us. I will also provide you with information on how to slay, where to slay, and when to slay.

You don’t have to thank me. I do it because it’s my civic duty as a flaneur.

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2012: Year of the Goal Digger

New Year’s resolutions.

A lot of us make them at the beginning of the year, say “fuck that shit” before we hit Valentine’s day, and then slap ourselves on the wrist at the end of the year for not keeping to them. I am of the mindset that the reason so many of us fail at folllowing through is because the resolutions we pick are the things we dread doing.

We say “Lose weight” but we think, “I can’t eat the foods I love.”
We tell folks we are going to “save money” but to us it just means, “I can’t buy the things I’ve been wanting/lusting after/salivating over.”
We look ourselves in the mirror and tell ourselves, “become a better person”, but the little deviant in red on our shoulder says, “Damn, homie. You weren’t shit last year!”

The problem is there are way too many “not’s” in the resolutions we make, whether they’re blatant, or they’re there indirectly. Ether.

Instead of reminding ourselves how unsuccessful we were the previous year by saying “I need to do better” this year, cut yourself some slack and have fun with your list.

Below is my 2012 New Year’s Resolution List. Feel free to swaggajack me for inspiration. You’re welcome.

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When the Universe Conspires…

Due to some recent, unexpected developments in my life since June, I have been quite anxious and uneasy lately. Although I like the current career field I am in, I am not in love with it and my passion lies in the creative world. Out of nowhere, an opportunity for me to switch professional teams presented itself. Sounds amazing, right? It was amazing, it is amazing… I just have ADHD butterflies “whoppin’ Rico” in my belly. Typically, especially when it comes to employment, nerves do not phase me. Going into an interview with the thoughts, “I’m just going to be myself. The worst they can say is ‘no’. They cannot blacklist me in the job market. They ain’t gon’ worry me none”, always helps me to do well. This is different, though, because I want this chance desperately – I need it. Ninety-nine percent of the time, I have the greatest outlook on life. There is no doubt in my mind that all of my dreams/goals will come to fruition and I will have all of my heart’s desires. However, that one percent of the time when nerves kick in and uncertainty clouds my spirit, is always a rough ride.

A couple of days before I was set to meet with the person whom I hoped would help make my creative dreams come true, I became insanely nervous. I was on my way back to NYC from a family vacation in Virginia, and during the entire bus ride back (yes, I said bus ride from VA to NYC), my hands were shaking, my heart was beating and my mind was racing with the speed of Jackie Joyner-Kersee. While schlepping my bags down the stairs into the train station constantly thinking of all the ways I could possibly screw up the impending interview, I quickly purchased a new MetroCard, did not bother to look at it, swiped it and boarded the F train.

Heading to work the next day, nerves still Harlem shaking about the upcoming meeting, I pulled out my MetroCard and flipped it over to make sure that it was indeed the new one and not the card from the previous month. For those of you unfamiliar with MTA MetroCards, on the backside of the cards, there is always a MTA factoid, warning, quote by a famous author/poet, or something written in Spanish. This is what my MetroCard says…

… a.k.a. send out positive, not nervous vibes and all will be well. Usually, when feelings of anxiety and self-doubt start to creep into my subconscious, I go back to the book, The Alchemist, and remind myself that “the universe conspires in your favor”. At that very moment – at this very moment, of all the cards in that machine, the universe placed this particular MetroCard in my hand at a time I need it most.

I went to the interview last week, ran through SoHo to get there on time (wearing a dress and in heels), arrived a hot, sweaty mess, and left a hot, sweaty mess. However, when I was finished and got ready to board the train, the above card was in my hand and those bold, black letters allowed my mind to rest and reminded me to put trust in my partnership with the universe.

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