We have ten days left in 2018.
You’ve made it this far despite this year having been a test of of your patience, your strength—and possibly—your sanity. But there is definitely something to look forward to and many more things for which to be thankful. Remember, my words you’ve made it THIS far. Keep going! Figure out how to make next year so great, so inspired, so blessed that you don’t feel like you’re being broken in two by December. And if you can’t do that—at least you can look back and smile knowing you’re so much farther along in your journey than where you used to be. Can’t you see? If you give up; if you allow yourself to become pitiful and self-loathing, you’ll never finish the race you’re in; you’ll lose the war by conceding the battle. And you’re worth so much more than just what you’re feeling about yourself right now for this brief moment. You owe it to yourself to continue marching toward that goal. Take heart, readjust your crown and slay that dream!
This started as me speaking over a loved one, but I ended up speaking life over me, too.
Someone called me the Goddess of Self-Love. I find this interesting because according to Google the name Tyra in Scandinavian is the feminine variation of Tyr: god of War, Battle.
Most of my life, I’ve been trying to figure out how to reframe that “definition” into a positive one or redefine my name based on the legacy I want to leave. Especially since I have also struggled with believing that I deserve love and all the things opposite of war throughout my childhood and younger years. And–I highly doubt my ancestors were from Scandinavia. So the purpose of this lesser god could not even be accurate when applied to my lineage.
But it made me feel really mushy inside when someone recognized this internal war that I have been battling with for years and saw me winning it.
I’ll hold on to this newly-given moniker for awhile and hope that people see my example and work to love themselves a little more.
—Sincerely, Tyra (The Goddess of Self-Love)
On this day last year, I found myself accepting a new job… Since then, everything I’ve touched has been favored and blessed. The only thing I miss are 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.
Breathe in the moment.
Rejoice in the victory.
Then, aim higher.
Hold up, WAYAMIN! There’s also a new post on SincerelyTyra.com. Check me out. You know you want to. 🖤
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
We all know a few people that may not have the best relationships with their family members—and those that may not have the luxury of being able to see their family.
Check on those people today. Invite those friends to the house or at least to pick up a plate. (Or drop it off, if that person is your elder.)
We were not created to be islands. If you’re truly thankful, it won’t hurt or cost you anything this holiday to reach out to them.
Other than that, I hope we all eat ‘til our hearts are content. I hope everyone gets to be around people who care about us. Happy Thanksgiving!
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.