#DearSelf

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Dear Self:

Stop trying to compact

your love in their

tiny box.

It’s too

huge; too vast;

and too much

a thing to be marvelled.

Not at all a fixture

to be hidden or revealed

by decision of

a weak ego needing

to be stroked.

–Sincerely, Tyra

Worth the Work

June 16, 2019 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-empowerment, self-love, self-worth, Sincerely Tyra, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, wife, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

Writing this post thinking of some of the ways that I have blocked my own blessings in the past:

A. By moving too fast,

B. by trusting too quickly (yes, there’s a difference between trusting people and being naive like I was),

C. by doing my own thing out of pride,

D. and by not being obedient or protecting my God-given purpose.

Now, I find myself in a waiting period—and sometimes it’s difficult.

But anything that has WORTH will require some WORK!

Never let anyone make you forget what you want for yourself.

Sincerely,

Tyra

#SincerelyTyra

#SlayTheDream

#WorthTheWorkWorthTheWait @ South Side, Chicago

Prayed Up | An Excerpt

June 11, 2019 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, of, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, prayer, protest, relationships, self-love, self-worth, Sincerely Tyra, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

She is gospel and spoken word all at once. Healing and remedies summonsed at her command. Who would dare stand in doubt about her strength? Or the length of her care? The type you pray that you stay in her prayers.

—Sincerely, Tyra

Comments on Control and Being Still

June 4, 2019 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, Sincerely Tyra, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

Bruh, here’s a not-so-secret secret: I struggle with being in control.

If I’m being real, I can paint a picture for you. Give me a second… Okay, so:

A. Sometimes, I roll my eyes at people who I think don’t know what they’re doing instead of helping them.

B. Although I’ll say when I’m wrong, I want things to be my way in relationships because I know best.

C. At work, my patience is only reserved for my teens—because every adult should “know better than” fill-in-the-blank.

I know, I’m highly flawed and I’m sure there are a few more examples that could be added to the list.

And yet, I’m working on it. This life gets difficult and tiresome and people don’t care and, at times, we get frustrated or ready to clap back or move before the next step of our journey has been revealed to us.

But God operates differently than we do. Just when we think we have control over the situation, there’s a turning point with the purpose of our getting closer to Him; remembering He’s the head; and that He requires our TRUST and FAITH and ACKNOWLEDGEMENT that He is in control.

Last week, I was struggling with changes at work. The week before that it was a change within my personal life. Change will always come. That’s literally how the cycle of life works. It dawned on me (mid-complaint) about one of these changes that I sounded foolish and faith-less. I literally had to stop and say to myself: “Fear or faith? You gon pick one or nah?”

In this season, God is reminding me that with FAITH should come the desire for us to be still and allow God to take control over every situation in our lives.

“For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him.”

Philippians 2:13 NLT

Praying that He continues to stretch my heart to match His desires as wait on the way He wants me to move forward. AND that I have the sense to take each of these that I wish to control to Him in prayer.

Sincerely,

Tyra

Breakthrough Prayer

June 2, 2019 Tyraambition, author, babies, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, goals, God, husband, issues, justice, kids, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poetry, positivity, power, praise, prayer, protest, Relationship, relationships, self-empowerment, self-love, self-worth, Sincerely Tyra, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

Dear God, Help me bring everything to You FIRST.

Every dream.

Every concern.

Every responsibility.

Every decision.

Every relationship.

Every battle.

Every opportunity.

Every obstacle.

Every health issue.

Every need for healing.

Every trial.

Every step outside my home.

Every job promotion.

Every difficult conversation.

Every worry.

Every idea.

Every victory.

Every sin.

Everything, God.

I give it all back to You.

I work in Your Name and for the building of Your kingdom, God.

Fear is trying to overcome me, but YOU are my portion.

You are FAITHFUL. So whom shall I fear?

Thank You in advance for FAVORING me! Thank You for Your Friendship.

Thank You for trusting me and knowing me.

Thank You for keeping me and allowing me to come to You in prayer—always.

Praying this in Jesus Christ’s Name,

Amen.

Happy Mother’s Day!

May 9, 2019May 9, 2019 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, Sincerely Tyra, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

Yo I’m tired now that I’m actually sitting still

—BY MYSELF. Finally.

Hosted an event, facilitated class today, and an hour and a half-long admin meeting.

But God gave me the strength… This is a Gal. 6:9 moment. Just being able to sit still, alone.

Grateful for a day filled with great conversations, but I am really gracious for this moment to:

—just sit.

—reflect.

—breathe.

—collect my bearings.

—center myself.

—rest my mind.

Did I say breathe?

I love building community, but it comes with a price. I had a guy ask me out to drinks this weekend—and I said no. For a few reasons, but mainly because I’m looking forward to recouping from today and this week and the very similarly structured week ahead.

In fact, the thought of not going to church on Sunday crossed my mind, too. Now that I’ve sat in my car one Tasha Cobb song too many, I have to go and get My Joy with a smile on my face and with energy I do not have this evening.

And I wonder: How many more of us are running on fumes?

As we move into Mother’s Day Weekend, I pray that after the celebrating and the gifts that you get a moment to just breathe the sacred air found in solitude. I pray your weekend is a reflection of your actual priorities and passions and not solely those of beloved family members. I pray you get to breathe in the midst of it all.

Have a blessed weekend!

Sincerely,

Tyra

Voice and Freedom

May 5, 2019May 5, 2019 Tyraambition, author, babies, beauty, Black men, Black women, books, childhood, children, community, confidence, daughter, dear, dreams, education, empowerment, encouragement, families, family, fathers, goals, God, happiness, history, husband, Instagram, issues, justice, kids, letter, letters, life, lifestylepoetry, Literature, live, love, mamas, marriage, men, mother, Motherhood, mothers, motivation, parenthood, passion, poem, poetry, positivity, protest, relationships, rhyme, rhythm, self-love, self-worth, Sincerely Tyra, sincerelytyra, spirituality, struggle, unity, village, voice, women, womenpoetry, writer, WritingLeave a comment

I used to be “the quiet one” in the family.

But my fam knew how to uplift me stoically. Voice is still only revealed or reeled in when necessary—mostly to heighten the sound of another’s. It’s tougher out here for the introverted mind that’s alerted by the time we usually tend to run out of while creatively converted rhymes creep up behind us or before us or however.

Never one to waste breath so I guess if I’m in front of a mic it’s my time to shed some light on a situation that needs exposing. I’m supposing the fam could be better if we all poised our voices to be a bit more righteous. We are the only ones who can write us into history. Honestly, who’s words are more powerful than our own? It’s a known fact that no one can tell your story better than you. Remember, they used to call me the quiet one, too.

#SincerelyTyra

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