My life is a miracle.
I swear, I was watching The Color Purple when I wrote last night’s post. I caught it on the part when Miss Millie couldn’t get her car functioning so Sophia had to cut her visit to her family short.
I think it made me sad and pissed off.
I love that movie because Celie transformed her life after four decades of abuse. But did you realize what allowed her to finally stand up for herself? Do you remember the moment when she got her power back, the same power that she was born with but had been buried beneath years of criticism and shame?
It came at precisely the moment when she and Shug sat together on the bed after checking the mail, and read Nettie’s letter.
As she read aloud the words that released her worst fear and she learned that the only person who had ever loved her was in fact, alive, she was born again.
To me that says, it’s the absence of the knowledge that you are loved that causes you to believe you deserve the harsh words and foul treatment from people who really hate themselves and therefore can’t show anything but hatred.
It was the absence of the KNOWLEDGE of love…
Her sister was always there, loving her from afar, but it wasnt’t until she could recognize that love that she was able to find the strength to love herself and walk away from the abuse.
Acknowledging that love exists in your life is the first step in creating your best existence. You are the creator of your best existence simply because it is within your power to RECOGNIZE and appreciate the love that you already have.
If one person in your life loves you, many others will too. If you are trying to love someone and they won’t allow you to, or aren’t giving you the same love back, it is your choice to seek the love you desire and deserve. Or you can stay and continue to try to walk through the brick wall.
I’m still learning to ignore the specks in the beautiful painting that is my life and focus more on bold, grand strokes that make up the vibrant imagery.
As always, I’m still learning, still growing, still shaking off my past.
I’m a bad motor scooter…
And it won’t take ME decades to gain my power back!