God Promoted Me

November 30, 2018 Tyraambition, Art, author, babies, beauty, Black men, Black women, books, career, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, freedom, goals, God, happiness, husband, Instagram, issues, justice, kids, knowledge, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, protest, relationships, self-empowerment, self-love, self-worth, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, wife, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

On this day last year, I found myself accepting a new job… Since then, everything I’ve touched has been favored and blessed. I miss my residents and the dance studio. 😊 Less than a year later, that opportunity shifted from a new position to a new promotion.

This year has been “awesomely designed in my favor.” Don’t get me wrong, I still have had some people try to block my blessings. And I’m thankful for all the people in my corner. Yet, I really don’t think either group understands what they just did… so God, continue to use me.

Today’s intentions:

Breathe in the moment.

Rejoice in the victory.

Then, aim higher.

Just Sharing,

—Sincerely, Tyra

#SlayTheDream

Hold up, WAYAMIN! There’s also a new post on SincerelyTyra.com. Check me out. You know you want to. 🖤

Career Change?

November 30, 2018 Tyraambition, Art, author, babies, beauty, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, freedom, goals, God, happiness, history, husband, Instagram, issues, justice, kids, knowledge, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, protest, relationships, self-empowerment, self-love, self-worth, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, wife, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

I think that I may have missed my calling… I have been off work for two days and now I’m thinking about becoming a stay-at-home mom/home-maker.

Bruh, I was so productive earlier in the day, started cooking dinner at 4PM, and we have cleaned the kitchen and eaten all before 7PM.

I luhh my job, but what is life now that I’ve experienced this on a weekday???

If I can do her hair and get both of us in the bed by 10PM, you can’t tell me nothing.

Note: At some point, My Joy started wildn’ out and had to have a “timeout” (read: timeout, spanking, nap—in that order). And, in hindsight, I definitely cooked too much food. But, other than that, I would not mind doing this EREDAY.

Pray for me as I crawl back into my work routine tomorrow!

#latenights #earlymornings #outofschooltime #youthdevelopment #SlayTheDream

Just sharing.

—Sincerely, Tyra

Sameyah Haile

November 18, 2018 Tyraambition, Art, author, babies, beauty, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, goals, God, happiness, husband, Instagram, issues, justice, kids, knowledge, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, protest, relationships, self-love, self-worth, sincerelytyra, social media, sociology, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

I love conversations with My Joy.

She is so free with her emotions

that I learn something new

about confidence, imagination or love

with each dialogue.

You can’t teach this type of self-love.

It makes me weary wondering how

I can protect her from

the darkness of the world.

So I pray her light never diminishes

and for the power to see

all she that is.

–Sincerely, Tyra

Go VOTE!

November 6, 2018 TyraAfrican American, ambition, author, babies, Black, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, encouragement, families, family, fathers, goals, history, issues, justice, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, protest, relationships, self-love, self-worth, sincerelytyra, struggle, unity, village, voter suppression, voting, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

Today’s intention is to VOTE:

1. bc my life depends on it.

2. bc Sameyah’s life depends on it.

3. bc someone needs to know that they have the right to vote despite their past mistakes.

4. bc if you’ve been convicted of a felony in Illinois AND served your time, you can register to vote and cast your ballot in the very next election (see state law below).

5. bc number 4 should’ve been posted all year long—daily.

6. bc Sankofa won’t allow me not to.

7. bc “in an era when a black woman voting was a laughable suggestion and a deadly proposition, Harriet voted for freedom with her feet. with her limbs. with her life. –Brittany Packnett

8. bc Ms. Owens would be disappointed if I didn’t.

*Illinois state law 10 ILCS 5/3-5: https://bit.ly/2Pfc3Mu

Just sharing.

—Sincerely, Tyra

So Why Are You Single?

October 28, 2018October 29, 2018 Tyraambition, author, babies, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, goals, husband, issues, justice, kids, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, protest, relationships, self-love, self-worth, sincerelytyra, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

I was asked a couple of weeks ago why I didn’t have a boyfriend (of course, it was man–only men ask that question). While I told the truth, I also should have given the following list of reasons that keep me from “plummeting” into the abyss of love and relationships. (Funny, I used to be a hopeless romantic.) Remember, to be aware is to be alive.

–Sincerely, Tyra

So why is Tyra single?

1. Waiting on someone equally yoked.

2. Waiting on someone strong enough to COMMUNICATE their feelings.

3. But I get stuck in my own feelings and will shut down quick.

4. I cut people off when they’re talking.

5a. I’m easily excited about every day things.

5b. Which means I’m probably a lil annoying 🤔

6. I work crazy hours/too much.

7. I don’t play coy.

8. I’m too grown to play Blues Clues with people’s feelings — wayamin, did I say that already?

9. I don’t cook often (see # 6).

10. I’d rather text or FaceTime than hold the phone to my ear.

11. I’m immensely flawed.

12. I’m equally immensely awesome.

13. Probably need to pick a struggle (In ref to 11-12).

14. I lack patience most days.

15. I am sarcastic asl—smart-mouthed to many.

16. I want too much quality time because I’m really a softie.

17. But there are too many ppl depending on my time/talents for cuddle time honestly.

18. I am a big picture thinker so lil things become complex.

19. I am easily annoyed.

20. I don’t really kno why tho. 🤷🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️

The Party is Over | Chicago Ideas Week

October 18, 2018October 18, 2018 Tyraambition, author, babies, beauty, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, goals, God, husband, Instagram, issues, justice, kids, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, protest, relationships, self-love, self-worth, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

Y’all. Today, we ended up at an event that we technically weren’t supposed to be attending because of a change in venue…

After a great set of Chicago Ideas Week discussions, I gave Michael Eric Dyson my business card. He basically asks what I do and starts cracking jokes about how I’m too young to be teaching teens.

I turn around to our moderator, Jamil Smith, standing behind me and smacked him on the arm like “bruh, why isn’t your book on the table?” We laughed and he said thanks for lighting the fire under his butt to finish his book proposal.

…Kinda reminds me of the time I met Doug E. Fresh when I was leaving O’Hare, but I digress…

Oh, AND, I got to make essential oils in a trauma training this afternoon.

Somebody cue “Today Was a Good Day” for me, please.

Just sharing.

—Sincerely, Tyra

Fill Your Holes

October 14, 2018 Tyraambition, author, babies, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, goals, God, husband, Instagram, issues, justice, kids, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, protest, relationships, self-love, self-worth, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

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