Don't Be A Prisoner Of Your Life

"Whatever our current circumstances may be,we must refuse to allow the events of our life to make us a prisoner." - Howard Thurman

I think that everyone that is within reading of this blog has been through some things that have made us think twice about other situations that we may encounter. Sometimes we can have the chances of our lifetime, but, because of something that has happened to us in the past, we refuse to move forward.

I, myself, admit to struggling with trust in romantic relationships. Some of you know that I struggled with a past relationship that was hard for me to let go of. I went through a point where I blamed him very hard for hurting me and I declared very loudly, that I would never be in another relationship or trust another person. Although, I do struggle with trust still, I have moved past blaming someone else for the way I felt back then. I have accepted that the way things have turned out in my life, good or bad, were just steps that were already in order for my life.

When you allow things that have brought you down before to disrupt your life to the point that you can't let go, you are blocking your blessings. I am a big believer that God cannot give you what He wants to give you, if your arms are already full of baggage. If you are holding onto something, whether it is fear, regret, pain, anger or grudge, you are a prisoner of your own life. It is supposed to be the opposite way....you are suppose to control the way you handle things that come your way. Nobody wants to be a prisoner....but if you can't let go of things that you think have crippled you, then you are a prisoner.

The mind is such a powerful thing, but if we don't control our thinking, it can take us to places that we really don't want to be. We let fear consume us to the point that we won't try anything that can help us get ahead. If we get turned down for one job, we lag at going after another one. If we don't lose those couple of extra pounds as fast as we had planned, we give up and say that "we can't do it.'' Today is the day that you need to break the chain. Step out of the shackles that are on your feet. The chains and the shackles are not locked. You don't even need the keys to them.

-All is well in our world!


-Tameka R. Frost

*I CHERISH MY UNIFORM*

No matter what your uniform looks like...it's yours! Wear it with honor. Wear it with pride. Know that it is YOUR uniform. It was given to you. I heard on a popular television show one time, "Play the game with the uniform that you are issued." I agree with that. There is nothing you can do to change your uniform. Sure, it may be battered, it may have holes in it, it may have some dirt on it, but it still covers you.

I'm mighty.
I'm powerful.
I'm able.
I have a choice.

Your SKIN COLOR is your armor. Mine is brown. Strong. Powerful. Unique. It never changes. It covers me. It protects me. My uniform has had holes, but I have patched them up. My uniform has had bruises, but they have healed. My uniform has had scars, but the scars have healed, which shows signs of battles won. I wear my uniform with pride, dedication and honor. I am strong because of my uniform. I play the game of life with ease, because of my uniform. My uniform makes me proud; it makes me strong.

I'm bold.
I'm courage.
I'm peace.
I'm strength.

I am NOT my uniform, and it does NOT make me, but my uniform is MINE, and I will continue to wear it with dignity. I am NOT weak because of my uniform. My uniform is not strange, but it is unique. My uniform is tough, and will never let me down. I wash my uniform with gentle hands. I don't take it to the cleaners, because if I did, my uniform would be in someone else's hands, and nobody deserves to have MY UNIFORM in their hands. It's mine.

I cherish it.
I honor it.
I love it.
I embrace it.

My uniform is my skin color. My skin color is my uniform.

!!!!!!!!!!!! RAGE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(I'm not mad everybody! LOL....I just know how it feels when you get VERY mad, so this idea came to mind. Just wanted to type it up, that's all. It's all about the different facets of writing. I'm not about to kill anyone!!!! Read, and enjoy."


I SEE RED! I CAN SEE THE WORLD EXPLODING! I'M MAD! MY EARS ARE BURNING! MY FACE IS RED!
The devil is smiling.

I HATE! I AM ANGERED! IT'S NOT FAIR! I SCREAM! I'M MURDER MAD!
The devil is laughing.

I FIND FAULT! I BLAME! I GRIT MY TEETH! I BANG MY FIST ON THE WALL!
The devil is happy.

I RUN AROUND IN ANGER! I FIGHT! I BALL MY FACE UP IN ANGER! I SCREAM!
The devil is pleased.

RAGE! RIGHT NOW, YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND!
The devil claps his hands.

I STOMP MY FEET! I SEE BLOODSHED! I DEMAND! I AM FRUSTRATED!
The devil slides closer to me.

I HEAR MY NAME IN OTHER COVERSATIONS! WHAT ARE THEY SAYING? I'M SUSPICIOUS, THEREFORE, I AM ANGERED!
The devil whispers, "You know they are saying bad things about you, right?"

I SEE PEOPLE LOOKING AT ME! WHY ARE THEY LOOKING!? THEY ARE JUDGING ME!
The devil whispers, "Hate them!"

I COULDN'T CARE LESS! I BREAK GLASS! I AM SO ENRAGED THAT I SCREAM SO MUCH THAT I TASTE BLOOD!
The devil hands me a towel and tells me to wipe the blood from my mouth, but tells me to keep screaming.

I KICK! I ROLL ON THE FLOOR IN ANGER! I GIVE UP! I WANT TO KILL!
The devil says, "Yes! There is the person I love! Keep it up! You are doing a wonderful job!"

Soft hands wrap around me and pull me up onto my feet. Soft hands wipe my tears away and a soft whisper says, "My child, I am here."
The devil is worried!

I calm. I stop crying. My anger goes away.
The devil screams...."NOOOOOO!!!!!!''

I smile. I forgive myself. I forgive others. I know that I am better than my temper.
The devil slumps his shoulders.

I believe. I love God. I trust God.
The devil disappears.


- Tameka R. Frost

HEYYYY! Watch Your Mouth!

I am sure we all have done it. We have all said things, and right after we say it, we say, “I shouldn’t have said that!” Well, if you thought that to yourself, then nine times out of ten, you probably shouldn’t have said it. I believe in “speaking something into existence.” Listen you all, it’s true. It may be a mere coincidence, but look to the great Red Foxx. What did he claim all of those years of doing Sanford and Son? We can all see it, He would claim that something gripped him with fear, he would rare back, grab his heart and say, “This is the big one! Elizabeth, I’m coming to join you honey!” Yes, it was funny at the time, but how did he end up dying when it was his time? He died of a heart attack.

A very ugly statement that I have heard people say to somebody is, “Kill yourself.” People, this is not cute. It’s not funny. It’s terrible. I have a family member that killed himself a couple of years back, so it grips me when I hear somebody say it. Now, check this out….I do not claim to know it all, or to be the best at these words, but trust me when I say that I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT. When we say, “I’m broke” over and over, what happens? We seem to stay broke! When we say that our husbands, wives, girlfriends, boyfriends, etc. are cheating on us, (whether we believe it or not, or whether we are saying that to cover up what we are doing) what happens sometimes? They end up getting caught cheating! There are so many people that curse so bad, it would make a sailor cover his ears! I even see curse words in status messages on Facebook! What’s that all about?! The thing that hurts my heart the most is to see the teenagers and young women curse more than grown men. Yep, I see that everyday on Facebook too.

Let’s start watching what we say, and what we feel in our hearts. If we know we don’t want it, don’t claim it. If you want it, then claim it. Don’t claim depression, claim happiness! Instead of saying, “My tooth hurts!” Say, “I will be glad when my tooth stops hurting!” If we are broke, let’s not say it like that. Let’s say, “My empty pockets are just making room for my blessing that I will receive!”

I love you!

-Miss Tameka R. Frost

YOUR MIND: Is it your friend, or your enemy?

Your mind can be your best friend, (happiness, no anger, no depression, no frustration) or it can be your worst enemy, (sadness, anger, depression, frustration). Realize that you control these emotions. A lot of people depend on medicine to control these emotions, and the only pill we all need to control them is the effort to do so. We are running around here as insomniacs that are so anxiety ridden, that we don't know what to do. A person told me the other day, that she takes some over the counter medicine called, "Slow Your Role" to help her sleep at night. We don't need these sleep aids. A lot of you take Five Hour Energy, and drink Red Bull after Red Bull for energy. We don't need all of this! Have you ever stopped to think about how your heart rate raises slightly after drinking those energy drinks?

****PLEASE REALIZE THAT YOU ARE TAKING MAN MADE AGENTS TO SUBSTITUTE YOUR BODY'S NATURAL FUNCTION****

All we need is peace of mind, that doesn't come at a price. It doesn't take much to sit in silence and quiet your mind. The first few times will be hard to make our minds quiet all of the constant chatter, but it can be done. When you can't control the constant mind chatter, that is when your mind has taken control of you, instead of vice versa. It is so much easier to be mad, frustrated, angry, bitter, and sad, as it is to be happy, easy going, enthusiastic, forgiving and carefree. It feels as if it takes more effort to be in positive mind; well, that is true. It does take more effort.

A lot of our problem is that we expect so much to be given to us, and we don't want to work for it. Sadly, you have to work for happiness; it won't just come to you effortlessly. If you are the type of person that seems to always be upset, ask yourself why. You might be surprised at how simple your "problems" and "issues" really are.

So start thinking today about what makes you so upset. What is that constant thing that keeps nagging you? Why are you wasting energy on thoughts that make you angry, frustrated, bitter, or sad? That energy can be used on "happy thoughts". Putting myself on blast: I am dealing with anger, frustration and bitterness. Every day is a constant fight to over-ride angry thoughts, or to not be so frustrated so easily, but I am a constant improvement. I sometimes, am surprised at how far I have come along. If you think I am snappy now, you should have known me a long time ago!

Keep thriving, don't stop trying, and just keep living. This life is yours; you deserve it, so act like you know it :)

.Psalm 27:1-3 MY TAKE ON IT. (A must read!)

The enemy doesn't care who they attack. The enemy is not always pretty, not always ugly, not always nice, not always mean. No matter what the enemy looks, acts, or thinks like, never think that you are excluded from them. When I say, enemy, I am not talking about a certain person. It can be a certain person, but it can also come in the form of your own confidence and self esteem, a place, or thing. You can go to a certain place more than one time in life, and everytime you arrive, bad things start to happen and don't stop until you leave. The thing could come in the form of, for example, drugs. Drugs can take over your mind, body and soul. They can even take over how you affect other people.

Focus on Psalm 27:3....."Though a mighty army surrounds me, my heart will not be afraid. Even though I am attacked, I will remain confident."

Always remain confident. If you know you are being attacked, remain confident. You just do your job at doing what is right, and let them set themselves up for a fall. Ask for God's help to remain confident. God wants us to be independent and strong, so try the confidence first without asking for help. Ask God to deal with the enemy accordingly. Ask Him with confidence. If it seems that your confidence is falling in the situation, pray. Ask for His help. Yes, sometimes remaining confident can be hard, but always remember, there is something that is permanently deep down inside of you that controls it, and you control that.

IMPORTANT NOTE TO REMEMBER: Always be who you are. Never try to live your life to satisfy others. If you think you are the be all that ends all in the world, then great! Other peoples' thoughts of you should never make you lose confidence in yourself. The enemy can smile in your face, and cut you with words as soon as you turn your back. The few seconds that it took for them to smile, it only takes half of that time for them to frown at you behind your back. You cannot allow that to affect you. *They talked about Jesus.*

It's no secret that people will try their best to cut you down and destroy you. It's how you let it affect you that really matters. Will you allow others to cut you down? Will you let other peoples' actions affect who you are as a person? If you know for a fact that someone dislikes you,will you continue to go around that person, live how they think you should live, or be who you are anyway and love them from a distance?

Now, if you are a person that "doesn't like" or judges someone else, especially on a regular basis, you might need to take some time to focus on who you are. I have always agreed that if you have to talk about or cut someone else down, then you are not happy with yourself. That's not a good thing. If you are truly happy with yourself, you will not find the time to cut someone else down, because you would be too busy delighting in who you are as a person and how great you are! If someone is confident in themselves, or walks around like they are the greatest thing alive, then compliment that person on their own confidence and work on your own. Don't be the enemy. Remember, if you are an enemy and you cut other people down, put yourself on the outside of Psalm 27:1-3, and realize that it is you that they are talking about when it says, "When evil people come to devour me, when my enemies and foes attack me, they will stumble and fall." This includes doing things to other people behind their backs to try to make them fail, talking about someone behind their backs, or downgrading people to their faces. How does that make you feel?

Think about it.

-Tameka R. Frost

The Shackles On Your Feet Are Not Locked!

"Whatever our current circumstances may be,we must refuse to allow the events of our life to make us a prisoner." - Howard Thurman

I think that everyone that is within reading of this note has been through some things that have made us think twice about other situations that we may encounter. Sometimes we can have the chances of our lifetime, but, because of something that has happened to us in the past, we refuse to move forward.

I, myself, admit to struggling with trust in romantic relationships. Some of you know that I struggled with a past relationship that was hard for me to let go of. I went through a point where I blamed him very hard for hurting me and I declared very loudly, that I would never be in another relationship or trust another person. Although, I do struggle with trust still, I have moved past blaming someone else for the way I felt back then. I have accepted that the way things have turned out in my life, good or bad, were just steps that were already in order for my life.

When you allow things that have brought you down before to disrupt your life to the point that you can't let go, you are blocking your blessings. I am a big believer that God cannot give you what He wants to give you, if your arms are already full of baggage. If you are holding onto something, whether it is fear, regret, pain, anger or grudge, you are a prisoner of your own life. It is supposed to be the opposite way....you are suppose to control the way you handle things that come your way. Nobody wants to be a prisoner....but if you can't let go of things that you think have crippled you, then you are a prisoner.

The mind is such a powerful thing, but if we don't control our thinking, it can take us to places that we really don't want to be. We let fear consume us to the point that we won't try anything that can help us get ahead. If we get turned down for one job, we lag at going after another one. If we don't lose those couple of extra pounds as fast as we had planned, we give up and say that "we can't do it.'' Today is the day that you need to break the chain. Step out of the shackles that are on your feet. The chains and the shackles are not locked. You don't even need the keys to them.

-All is well in our world!

-Miss Tameka R. Frost

Do You Have Enemies? CONGRATULATIONS!

1 Chronicles 14:11\

"So David and his men went up to Baal Perazim, and there he defeated them. He said, "As waters break out, God has broken out against my enemies by my hand."

If you have never had enemies, CONGRATULATIONS! If you have never had someone that really didn't want you to succeed or get ahead of them, even if you didn't know about it, you are a rare breed. Unfortunately, some of us have people in our lives that we encounter that are jealous of us, and that inwardly, don't want us to succeed. They will smile and say, "Congratulations!", but will be seething at your success inside. Jealousy is a sin, and be thankful if you do not have a jealous bone in your body.

Isn't it terrible that there are some people that will stop at nothing to keep you from getting ahead? People can lie on you, cheat on you, talk about you behind your back, steal from you, hurt you (physically or mentally), say words to you that they know will hurt you, etc. Yes, it is terrible, and there are two major ways to rise against them....1) Pray for them, 2) Leave it up to God.
"The battle is not yours, it's the Lord's." It's a guarantee: the results are much better, and can be more satisfying to you if you let Him handle it for you. Confronting someone about damaging your feelings with words, or doing something to you behind your back, whether it's talking about you, or doing something that will keep you from getting ahead, has a major ability to make the problem worse, and make the person even more of an enemy than they were in the beginning. Now, please don't take this as me saying that you should not express your feelings. There are certain situations where your confrontation is required. For example, if someone says something to you that hurts your feelings, and they didn't mean any harm, that situation may require you saying something to that person to let them know that what they said affected you. Now, if someone does something behind your back to destroy you, you can say something if you must let them know that you know, but let God take care of the situation instead of you trying to "get even".

I, personally, do not like to argue with anyone. I also, don't take much laughter in seeing anyone else fail, but if I know someone has done something to me, or said something about me, I kindly walk away from the situation. I have seen many people fail at trying to cause my destruction.


So, be careful at what you do to other people. If you do something to someone that you know is wrong, remember, that person could be asking God to take care of you for them! Let God take care of people that do things to you that you don't deserve; it will be ok. Yes, it will be hard, but trust me; letting God take care of these kind of issues will be better than you taking care of the problem yourself, and causing an even bigger problem.

-All is well in our world!

-Miss Tameka R. Frost

The Obvious Guardian Angel

I have always believed that God spoke to me. I have questioned whether it was God that was speaking to me, or just life happening, in so many situations. It kind of scared me at times, because I wondered if it meant that I was Athiest, because I didn't know; because it was just so hard to determine whether it was Him speaking to me, or not.

I was in confusion about this, until I met Miss Arma.

My life was so full of ups and downs! Confusion, anger, despair, discouragement, Weariness, etc. If anything bad was possible to happen to anybody, it happened to me! If workers were reparing a road, I would definitely fall in the hole! If an umbrella was to break in a rain storm, it would definitely be mine! If a heart was to be broken, it was definitely mine!

I had given up on so many things. A friend of mine came to me one day and said, "Girl, you just need to ask God for forgiveness on allowing yourself to continue to be stressed out, and ask Him for a closer relationship with your Guardian Angel." I laughed so loud, that it made the people across the street look to see what was so funny. I told my friend thanks for the advice, but I couldn't see myself asking for help from a Guardian Angel, which is definitely somebody that I couldn't see. I was bent on if I can't see you, I'm not talking to you! Point blank!!

Two weeks later after that conversation with my friend, she and I were assigned to complete some work at Baptist Memorial Hospital. It really gave me the creeps because that is the place my grandmother passed away. I had been there for a whole week on this one day, and I realized that every time I passed by room 222, the old, grey haired lady would smile and wave at me. The first two days, I didn't wave back, because I just took it that she was a crazy old lady. Her smile was so inviting though, that by the third day, I started smiling back at her. One day, she waved me inside the room and asked me if I could come and talk to her. I stopped just inside the room and told her that I really didn't have time, because I had some work to do. She picked up a dozen roses from her desk that sat beside her bed and told me to come and get one, and I could be on my way. I went in the room and took the rose from her, and began to walk away.
The old lady started laughing loud! I turned around and asked her what was so funny. She looked at me straight in the eye, and told me that even though I got a rose from a complete stranger to enjoy for myself, I never took the time to look at it, or most importantly smell it.
I said, "Ma'am, it's only a rose. Big deal!"
She looked at me and said, "Yes, it is just a rose. But the big deal is that it is a rose that you have never seen before. Look at it."
I took a deep breath because she was beginning to get on my nerves, and looked down at the rose. To my absolute surprise, it was a rose that had one pink petal on it! I had never in my life seen such a thing!

The next day, I stopped in the room to talk to Miss Arma. She gave me pointers on how to get through this hell hole called life. She told me that if I just stopped to smell the roses, I would make it.

The next two weeks were great talking to Miss Arma. I told her how my grandmother had been the love of my life, and that she passed right there in that hospital, on the third floor. Miss Arma, and my assigned job was on the second floor. I told her how I refused to go to the third floor, because that is where my grandmother had passed. We had developed such a strong bond. I never asked why she was in the hospital. I just let her enjoy my company as I was enjoying hers. The strangest thing was that I had been talking to Miss Arma, and the same roses that she had on her desk never died!

She told me that no matter what I went through in life, to always have faith, and to always believe in spirits, and God and Guardian Angels, because you could be talking to one, and not even know it! She pointed out the obvious about me; that I never stopped to enjoy life, instead, I just focused on everything that did, or could go wrong in my life. I asked her if she had a Guardian Angel, and she said that everybody does. She told me that my Guardian Angel was with me at all times, whether I knew it or not. She said, "I hate to see such a young, talented woman such as yourself, never take the time out to enjoy life. It's always work work work!"
In her strained voice, she said, "Honey, when you die, work is going to still be there, and you will be gone."

My third and final week came for my job at the hospital. On my last day, I went in to talk to Miss Arma but the room had been fixed up for the next patient to arrive. I looked all around for her, and the roses, but they were gone. I went down to the first floor, and asked the receptionist where the patient went in room 222. She told me that that room hadn't been occupied in a whole year due to floor repairs that were set to begin in that room, and it couldn't be occupied because of estimate issues.

I continued to argue with her about it, and she said, "Look, I will show you." She pulled up the screen on the computer and showed me that the last patient that had occupied that room was Mrs. Alma Frost...... My grandmother.

FREEWRITING JIBBER JABBER

This is me. You have to take all of me, or nothing at all. You can't break me down and just take parts like an old Chevy. My heart is as strong as a brick, and my love flows as smooth as a river. I dance to the sound of my own music! Yes, only music I can hear.

When I love, I love deep. So if you come at me, you better be ready. If you are blessed enough to be the receiver of my love, my heart, my passion, you better know what you are doing. If you don't, stay away. I'm a WOMAN. I have things to do.

My voice sings like a songbird, and my touch is like gold. My steps in my life are in order, and my word is my bond. I am a train that is coming to your town. It is up to you if you will get on or not. If you don't, I will leave you. Simple as that! No, I am not typing this to be a poem; this is just coming at you straight, no chaser! I ain't gone mess around with yall! I'm a WOMAN, and I got things to do.

I have had disappointments, some that I still think about from time to time, but the "go gettem'' attitude that I possess has helped me to move on from situations that don't even deserve my thoughts! Yes, my heart has been broken, but the fabulous thing about MY heart, is that I don't need any pins, needles, or a sewing kit to bond it back together. It does it on it's own! I don't have time to fix heartache, because I'm a WOMAN, I have more important things to do.

When you see me walking down the street...MOVE! I am a woman on a mission! I have things to do. I have dreams to go get and goals to obtain. No, I am not perfect to you, but in my eyes, there is no other! Whether you like me or not, I am still going to be awesome! I love me, God loves me.....who else should matter?

I am a WOMAN, that can admit to my past past bad decisions, and admit that I have allowed hurt, but you know what? Although you see the bruises, you better believe that they are healed! I see them as battle scars, that reminds me of where I have been! The road is long, dark, cloudy, and sometimes questionable, but who is afraid? You may be, my friend, but me...no. I'm not. I have things to do, so get out of my way! I'm a WOMAN, and I have things to do.

I love the WOMAN that I have been, and the WOMAN that I am now....flaws and all. This is my space, enter it if you dare! I protect myself with the utmost respect, and I stand guard at my own front door! No pit bull, guard or alarm is going to protect me any more than I can. I won't allow anything to affect me, because I am a WOMAN, and I have things to do.

If you see a WOMAN walking down the street, with her purse on her shoulders, a sway in her hips, and a serious look on her face, just take time to know that she is a WOMAN, MOVE OUT OF HER WAY, because she has things to do.

Step on a crack, and break your back? Nope. I don't believe in that. Try NOT to reach your goals and break your life, yeah...that's more like it. You got things to do!

Although this writing may seem just like jibber jabber to some, there is someone out there that is going to feel every word of this.

-Miss Tameka R. Frost

WOMAN!

Do you recognize your power? Do you understand your strength? Do you see that you possess might?

Woman. When you walk, the whole earth stands still. When you smile, the rivers flow backwards. When you put your foot down to not accept trouble, anguish, depression, hurt, or anger, the ocean trembles. Woman, when you stomp, the world shivers!

Woman. You just don’t get it. You just don’t understand. You just don’t see it. You allow pain. You allow weeping. You allow hurt. Woman, STOP IT! Woman, you are it. You are the earth. You are the sun, the moon and the stars.

Woman. You have the ability to give life! Look at you, your body is equipped to give life to another human being!

Woman. You possess the power to turn YOUR whole world around! Woman, why do you hide from it? What is the “it” that I am talking about? I am talking about the STRENGTH that you were born with. I am talking about the MIGHT that you possess. So, you don’t think you have MIGHT? Take this second to ball up your fist. Do you see that? You have a fist, therefore you have MIGHT!

Woman. You are built like a well oiled machine! You are built to be appealing to the eye! Woman, cherish your body! It is your temple!

Woman. Stomp! Do not tread softly.

Woman. Talk loud and clear. Do not whisper.

Woman. Smile. Don’t frown.

Woman. Lift your head! Do not bow it.

Woman. Do not call yourself a bitch. You have two legs, and not four.

Woman. Do not let a man call you a bitch. That is disrespect. You are to be respected. If you allow this, you are disrespecting yourself.

Woman. Why do you allow depression? For every tear that you lose, that is another second wasted that could have been used to do something productive to get ahead!

Woman. Why are you still hurt by him leaving you? He is gone. That’s ok! You still have you. Nine times out of ten, he will want you back. If not, you have to love YOURSELF enough to realize that although he is gone, YOU are still there.

Woman. You just don’t realize who YOU are. You just don’t recognize your IMPORTANCE. You just don’t feel your MIGHT.

Woman. You are just like the butterfly that was locked in the jar. The butterfly tried desperately to get out of the jar. After a long, struggling hour of trying to get out, it gave up and settled at the bottom of the jar. After the top was lifted off for the butterfly to go free, it remained at the bottom. It didn’t realize that it had the ability to free itself.

Woman. We have young girls out here that don’t have a clue, but think they know it all. Woman, they see everything that you do, and they want to be like you. What are you letting them see?

Woman. Why do you hate her? She is your sister. Why are you jealous of her? If you don’t have the things that she has, you have to ability to get it, or to get better.

Woman. Look at how you have bounced back from so many situations! What makes you think you can’t make it out of this one? Or, why are you afraid of what tomorrow may bring?

Woman. Understand that without you, there is no earth! Nothing or nobody would live! Now, do you see your role? Woman, you have much work to do, so get to it!


Woman. You are WOMAN.

-Tameka R. Frost

The Screaming Room

THE SCREAMING ROOM.....

This room is dark, I can't see where I am going. I turn to the left and I bump clumsily into the wall. I reach up, the wall is tall. I can't go out of this room this way. I turn to the right and bump even more clumsily into another wall. I reach up. The wall is too tall. I can't go out this way. I try to back up. I can't move. The wall is too tall ! How in the world did I get into this place? All of a sudden, I was just here. I begin to panic. I begin to breathe hard. Where is my calm? This is definitely not a comfortable situation. It's dark, cold, confusing, and it even makes me a little bit angry, because I am so confined to this small area. How the hell do I get out of here?

All of a sudden, a bright light came on. There is a sign in front of me that says "This is the Screaming Room. This is the place where you let it all out. Do it, but you are at your own risk for what you learn about yourself."

As soon as I got to the last word, the lights went back off. The lights went off with such a suddenness that it almost took my breath away. I ended up on my knees. I dropped down uncontrollably. I began to think about all of my past and current hurts. About how I feel not "pretty enough''. About how friends come and go. About the struggles that seemed to be unnecessary. About how things for me seem to be outstandingly hard, but seem to be a breeze for other people. About how lonely I always feel. Why can't I get him to see who I am on the inside and be happy for what he has in me? I slowly begin to cry. I just can't take it no more. I'm ugly, I'm hurt, I JUST CAN'T TAKE IT NO MORE!!!! I HATE MYSELF!!!! NOBODY LOVES ME!!!! WHY THE HELL AM I HERE!!!!! WHY THE HELL WAS I EVEN BORN!!!! WHO THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO BE!!!! GOD TAKE ME AWAY FROM HERE!!!!! I instantly began screaming. The more and more I screamed, the louder and louder I got! The more and more I felt anger, the louder and louder I got. The more hurt I felt in my heart, the louder and louder I got. I never knew I could scream this loud. Tears rushed down my face. I began to taste blood in my mouth from all of the strain, but that's okay. This has to come out. I AM SICK OF LIVING!!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT NO MORE! I WANT TO DIE!!!!!

I jumped up to my feet! This room is small, but this has to come out! I begin swinging my fist with all of my might. All of the people that have hurt me in the past began to appear in front of me. I kept screaming and swinging like a wild woman, but that's okay, this has to come out. I began to shout to the most current heartbreaker in my life. It was just like he was right there in my face. I could see him clear as day. "What is wrong with you? Why can't you see me for who I am? Why can't you realize that I love you with all of my heart? I am tired of thinking its something wrong with me, its not me nigga it's you !!!!!!!" That felt ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL. I kept screaming. I kept slapping him in his face to try to wake his ass up so he can see me for me. So he can love me with all of his heart....that is all I wanted. As more and more people that have hurt me began to appear, the harder and harder I fought, kicked and scratched at their faces, and the louder and louder I screamed. I felt crazy for doing this, but that's okay.....It was what I needed. I began to run.

Before I knew it, I was running like I was an Olympic champion. I slowly began to stop and I began to see light. ------I wasn't in the dark room anymore. I had just started running and now I am not in the room. How did that happen? What had happened? The light was almost too bright now, but I kept running. I suddenly didn't have the urge to cry and scream anymore. I realized that the way to get out of the room was easy the whole time, but I just wasn't ambitious enough about myself to find the way out. As I was running, I ran right up to a mirror. Where the mirror came from, I don't have a clue. I stopped at the mirror and couldn't believe what I saw. My face was bright and had no signs at all of crying. My makeup was flawless and my hair was long and straight , hanging down my back just as I like it. My clothes were very neat. I was happy with who I saw.

I am forever thankful for the Screaming Room. Where is this room you ask?...... Its in my heart and my mind. I'm not scared to enter the screaming room.....anymore

As I Walk By...

Excuse me brother, but can you step aside as I walk by? Please give me room, because these hips will knock you down as they swing from side to side.

As I walk by, try not to become mesmerized by the scent of my body’s natural smell, because it is ever so sweet. Try not to let your mind wonder, and wonder and wonder, at the sweet little things that you want to say to me.

Try not to get turned on by the swing of my hips, or the sound of my stilettos, as they click clatter on the ground. As I walk by, try to get a good look at me, because not too many like me come around.

As I walk by, don’t get too fascinated by the swing of my hair, or the twinkle in my eye. Don’t get too excited by the glistening of my lips, my brother, as I walk by.

My brother, don’t get intimidated by my attitude, and confidence that I have about my self. I carry confidence as if I have that Donald Trump kind of wealth.

As I walk by, my brother, don’t forget to smile. There is something gentle, kind, and warm in a man’s smile that we like to see every once in a while.

As I walk by, my brother, please realize that I am a woman on a mission. You just might notice that I am the woman that your life is missing.

As I walk by, my brother, try not to be stunned by the flawlessness of my skin, and the twinkle of the diamonds in my ears. Realize, my brother, I’m a strong woman, and it shows, even through my tears.

Realize, my brother, as I walk, the strength of my legs as they carry my stature, which seem to be effortlessly. Realize my brother, as I walk by, my space should be given to me.

-Miss Tameka R. Frost