Gal on the move: Sing your song

Many people struggle with the understanding of what they want to be when they grow up. I am not only speaking of my young friends; age matters not when you have challenges in life. Some believe it can be reduced to a one-word answer: doctor, lawyer, teacher, chef, electrician, nurse, journalist, minister etc.

That is how we grow up – giving these answers from an early age.

The challenge is not a one-word answer – not an answer at all but a question. We need to be asking, not what, but “who do you want to be when you grow up?”

And the answers? Trustworthy, courageous, loving, caring, kind, understanding. It’s more the qualities of our lives than our titles.

When we are in flow, on our shit, doing our thing, singing our song, everything is easy whatever it is. It feels easy to us because it’s being our authentic selves. Our witnesses do one of two things: wish us well or wish us ill. If they wish us well, it’s because they know one person’s success does not diminish what will manifest in their own lives. If they wish us ill, it is because they’ve judged us unworthy and believe one person’s benefit is another’s cost.

Either way, none of it is your concern.

Eleanor Roosevelt, a Sapphic woman of great wisdom, said that no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

This is it. If you know that you are being completely honest and authentic in your actions, somebody’s issue with you is her or his own. What matters is that you are listening to your gut, being authentic to you, living your mission, singing your song.

You must trust yourself to know what your path is. Our flow, our perfection, is achieved when we no longer let someone else dim our lights. When you are lit from within, that is when everything seems to work easily. People respond the way you want them to. Everything that needs to happen, does. But only when you are ready for it.

But I AM ready for those things, you say. I say, if you are ready they are happening already. If you haven’t found your love of self and way to trust, you aren’t ready – your readiness is different from your want.

Weeks ago I had an epiphany of all this. I stopped judging myself as being inferior and embraced an understanding of my gifts. Weeks later, I’m in a Jeep, on my way up a mountain, and another light bulb flashes – now I have to change a whole section of my book. It’s as if I am listening to my echo floating across the mountaintops, sitting beside the mountain lake, having what can only be described as an awakening. I was overwhelmed at first and then uplifted. I swear I heard music playing.

I felt free in a way that I have never before. I felt as though the final rope had been untied and my balloon was free to soar. I felt at peace in a way that I never have before. I knew that I was connecting to my truth. I finally believed all of the things I had been saying. I am ready to govern my life by living this mission, singing this song.

My old pastor, Rev. James A. Forbes, Jr., once wrote a song called Release Your Song:

There’s a song inside of me, 

I can hardly wait to see 

What it is I have to say 

Or the music I will play…

No matter where you are, if you are singing your song, you will always be in tune. ]