Mother’s Day… Joy or Pain?

It’s Mother’s Day and I am smiling…

Smiling at the potential and the promise inherent in my tomorrows!

This day reminds me of this life lesson:

Life is a path – we each get to decide the course we want to travel upon…

Path A

For me this is a day of Joy… I decided to spend the day learning how to crochet, as I intend to crochet during my pregnancy.

No I’m not pregnant but I expect that one day I shall be… See I choose to live my life from a seat of expectancy – trusting that the things I desire will come to me. I refuse to allow disappointment to darken the way that I see my future!

 

Path B

Sadly this is not the perspective that all take. I have several friends who actually dread mother’s day. They view the day as an indictment of their non-maternal status. This day reminds them of all that they don’t have…

The moral… One can choose to focus on what has not happened or one can set their sights on all the future possibilities. I’m sticking with Path A! Because on this road I am greeted by peace, light, and love.

I wish I could share this joy with each of my friends, especially the ones that struggle on a day like today – but we all must choose for ourselves.

May you join me, in always choosing the path to Happiness!

Life According to Me,

Dr. Donna

Standing In Place

It’s been some time since I’ve written… much has changed and yet some things have remained the same…

Am I the only one that feels life is often two steps forward and then two steps back, so that you end up in the same spot? But the cool thing is … I don’t feel like I’m in a rut… I’ve accepted that it will take a little bit more time as I await a few dreams to come true…

Kind of cool that my perspective is positive and no longer dependent upon what’s going on around me. I’d consider that growth and worthy of kudos; YAY me!

Update on me –

  • still working on my splits (the left is darn near touching the ground – the right one though is still in progress. Whew!)
  • still saving money and I’m happy to report I’ve made significant progress – I am more than halfway to my set goal!
  • still not married to my “one” but I have made peace with that. I trust that when the timing is right, it will be right.

And then there was some new –

  • went snowboarding for the first time in January… lot’s of fun but good grief also lots of work!
  • scheduled to go paragliding at the end of this month
  • buying a house this summer

So although there hasn’t been too many drastic changes in life – I’m feeling pretty good about me and where I am… I guess you can say I’ve found my sweet spot! Life is good and I’m grateful for that! But should I start to get a bit too comfortable and forget to keep chasing my dreams… this image reminds me stay focused and driven:

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Until next time!

Life According to Me,

Dr. Donna

 

2017… what a year…

I began the year sick and I’m finishing the year… you guessed it – sick… SMH! Sounds like not much has changed – and yet so much has DRASTICALLY changed!

During these last 12 months I have grown in many immeasurable ways, but I will try to quantify them here:

  • I am able to do a left split
  • I climbed Stone Mountain in 24minutes & felt strong
  • Although I’ve been a dancer my whole life, this was the year I danced with full abandon & a smile
  • I returned to work full time for the school system, so that I’ll have predictable income to reach my savings goal!
  • There was local and domestic travel (fun times)
  • I reconciled and strengthened several family bonds
  • There was a slew of dance rehearsals for my various dance performances
  • I began building my own comunidad (community) and it feels awesome to have the support (no longer wandering alone (except when I choose to))
  • And there was a TON of concerts, broadway shows, and movies. Just a few of my favorites were: Movies– Wonder Woman, Leap, The Star, / Broadway– Annie, Finding Neverland, / Concerts– For King & Country, Anthony David, & Fantasia

Through it all… what I take away from this year is a newfound and hard-earned love and appreciation of who I am. I walk with an air of confidence in my capabilities and my purpose. However, thanks to all of the struggles, that confidence doesn’t spill over into the realm of arrogance. I will never forget the struggles for they keep me humble…

There’s something to be said for the season when I women truly comes to understand her value and her worth. The essence of Maya Angelou’s Phenomenal Woman poem captures what I’m referring to – this place of knowing who you are so intimately that it radiates for others to see… I am in that season…

Gone are the days of running from anxiety and hiding in the shadows of depression. Goodbye to the periods of self-doubt and self-deprecation. And no longer am I unclear about who I am and where I am going.

These are exciting times!

So as we all ready ourselves, to sing the well-known Auld Lang Syne, I smile at the bittersweetness of this time. For although there were tough roads and tears shed in 2017, it was intermingled with pops of sheer & utter JOY! And so I shall miss 2017! Those moments of sunshine & mountaintops, as wells as those dark, gloomy valley days… for they have propelled me into knowing who I truly am.

A new year awaits me… and you… I eagerly step through the door and into the new experiences that shall come with 2018. Per my usual, I don’t set resolutions, but I do have clear and high expectations for 2018. I’m excited to see the germination of seeds planted oh so long ago!

I’m proud of this new me – the one who is no longer waiting to live life. The one who appreciates and is grateful for this life she’s living, right now, in this moment! No longer waiting for a husband or a baby to define me – trusting that I AM ENOUGH… and when the husband and baby do come (for come they shall), they will come to complement this wonderful (though far from perfect) life I’m living.

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Until Next Time,

Dr. Donna

MLK Jr. Had A Dream… So Do I…

I started my ascent at 3:40 pm. As I climbed I listened to Multiplied by the contemporary Christian group – Need to Breathe. How poignant of a group name because that’s how I felt on the way up… breath 1, breath 2, breath 3… whew!  

And I went all the way up – to the tippy top. When I Googled I found out, it was 1 mile up (1,600 feet of climbing). Along the hike, I stopped twice for a minute break of water & breathing… but then I was back at it! I arrived to the top at 4:04 pm. 

Before heading back down, I took a few minutes to just revel in the beauty of the mountainside – to reflect on the symbolism of my trek. This was another vision that I saw and manifested!

I also took a moment to pay homage to a man who once spoke about experiencing freedom on the red hills of Georgia. So I decided to listen to a contemporary mix of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s I Have A Dream Speech. The song is called One Day by Vandaag! I think my ancestors smile down every time I conquer a new challenge or break a new threshold… So there I sat, on a rock, sweat pouring down, as I smiled and reflected… 

In this moment-in-time, in this season of life, I feel fully capable of bringing each and every dream of mine to fruition. I am full of life and full of love. Feels good to have arrived here. To this place. To my mountaintop.

And each new accomplishment reminds me of the next mountain top I have my sights set upon. Motherhood… I am getting so close to her (my daughter) that I can hear her, see her, and even smell her. She is my next big vision! I shall Birth her and become a biological mother! Wow! I get chills every time I think about it 🙂

The road to this place of fulfillment has been long and tiresome! But I am stronger, I am better, and I am living this life of mine to the fullest. 

And guess what – it’s not over yet! I’m ready for more!!!

But before I could tackle anything new – I had to get off that mountain! And it was so much quicker on the way down. I smiled and even had a pep in my step as I headed to my car – a nice long shower was on my mind!

I have a dream…

Slow and Steady revisited…

Sometimes it pays to look backwards…

In 2015, I wrote a blog post about the need to be “persistently consistent”! I recall that year… I was in the midst of wanting to see certain dreams come true, not realizing that there were different blessings awaiting me. My dream then was to get my memoir published – that dream didn’t manifest in 2015. Bummer… but what did happen was that I published my first children’s book, I booked several speaking engagements, was invited for a few radio interviews, and decided to take a GIGANTIC leap of faith – I made the choice to remain celibate until marriage. Whew! What a year!!

In the midst of the myriad of changes, I placed my memoir dreams on the back burner, and focused my attention on other passions such as public speaking, and Dance!

Fast forward to present day… the timing still doesn’t feel right to turn back to my memoir writing, so for now it shall remain on the shelf – as I tackle new projects such as making progress on two other book ideas and advancing my dance technique… and of course continuing to save to reach my goal of $25,000 in the bank. As a brief aside – I made my first step of progress towards my savings goal. $1000 has been saved this month.

So… it seems I’ve been taking my own advice… I am “putting one foot in front of the other” and trudging along… slowly making progress. The eternal dream chaser, I won’t quit until I manifest every single dream I’ve ever desired – even the memoir. One day it shall see the light of day. Until then, in my immediate future I see splits, pirouettes, leaps, writing, and saving – saving – saving… ahead of me.

Life According to Me,

Dr. Donna

Here’s the 2015 post that I mentioned above:  Slow & Steady – 2015 Post

 

Birthday Musing – Life Reflections…

Yesterday was my birthday and 6 guys from my past called to wish me Happy Birthday… yup that’s right – SIX! I was somewhat astounded. There were calls, text messages, Facebook messages, and even a Group Me message. It seemed they left no stone unturned. At least half of that number I expected, as we have remained friends post-relationship. But the other half, that caught me by surprise. My inward response was: “wow you remembered my birthday?!”

The upside to these resurgences from the past was it echoed quite loudly the notion that people remember me, even after the relationship is no longer. That’s pretty cool, because I think it’s an innate human desire to know that you’re not forgotten and have left an imprint/mark! But there is also a downside to this unexpected attention. Visits from past ghosts brought with it trips down memory lane. Their gestures to wish me birthday blessings left me haunted. As I replayed each relationship over in my head, I confidently confirmed that none was a good fit. But when it was all said and done, I was still single and I left wondering “when will I meet my right fit?”

Some people get bummed by birthdays, afraid that the added year means “they’re getting old”. Not me, because each year usually means a new year of EXCITEMENT! As I mentally scrolled through the last few birthdays: at 35 it was a photo shoot in NYC & girlfriends dinner, at 36 it was a photo shoot & weekend getaway in Florida, at 37 it was a weekend of parties, at 38 a girlfriend spa weekend at the Ritz Carlton in Arizona, at 39 a professional photo shoot in Atlanta, at 40 an overnight spa trip, and at 41 I jumped out a plane. And this list doesn’t even take into account the plans that the “then” boyfriend(s) had planned for my special day!

So based upon my track record, I was all stoked and ready to receive 42 with open arms. I had the ultimate adventure planned, but then my plans had to change. I am saving for a really big upcoming expense, which means the responsible thing to do would be to stay local and grounded, on my birthday. Bummer!

I rebounded from my initial plans and did a really good job of enjoying my local birthday (took myself out to an early breakfast at a French Bistro and then midday lunch at a Mexican restaurant that I’ve never been to). But my ex’s… ah my ex’s… their resurfacing has me questioning myself. The relationship has ended. Have I changed any since then? Am I making any traction or am I just running on a treadmill going nowhere? Is my life progressing or am I stuck?

I don’t know that I discovered the answer… but I trust that time is the wonderful revealer of all things. So I will just have to be patient and wait to see how things pan out. A year or two from now, it’ll be interesting to see where I am and what I’m doing (in life).

Rebirth: Dancing Out of the Ashes

For most of 2016 I haven’t posted to this blog… Was it that there wasn’t much to say? Or that I had outgrown this venture… No that wouldn’t quite describe my recent activities because while some things have changed, others have remained the same –

I’m still waiting on God to meet my husband and start my biological family…

Having to wait so long was starting to take its toll, hence the gut wrenching tears that found their way from the depths of my soul out of my eyes, at the start of 2016… But then something shifted…

I began school to become a dance minister (November 2015) and it stirred something within me – something that had always been there but had finally made its way to the surface… I really wanted to pursue my passion for dance.

So writing was neglected as I chased my love of dance. 2016 found me studying to become a dance minister, taking dance classes at a local dance studio, and even enrolling as a dance minor student at a local university! There was dance, dance, and MORE DANCE! AND I Loved it! Ballet, Jazz, Modern, and Hip Hop!

I felt invigorated and more alive than I had ever felt!

  • I graduated from dance ministry school in October 2016 (…even completed my dance final on pointe (who would have thought I’d be back in toe shoes! Haven’t danced in toe shoes since the age of 10!!))
  • I have continued with my university dance minor (I’m about half way through!)
  • And at the end of this month I will be performing a ballet piece with my local dance studio

My dance love and purpose have given me inspiration and hope, as I continue to wait for my husband and family… It appears that dance, in many ways, brought me BACK TO LIFE…

And now that I’ve gotten so many things accomplished with dance, I figured it was time to get back to writing – which means blogging more regularly and working on two different book ideas.

I guess that’s all for now. But how serendipitous that I am writing my first entry, in quite some time, on the day that the Savior arose from the dead. Maybe it’s symbolic.

“Sometimes you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself and love yourself to become a new person.”
― Gerard Way

 

“The phoenix must burn to emerge.”
― Janet Fitch

 

“When love awakens in your life, in the night of your heart, it is like the dawn breaking within you. Where before there was anonymity, now there is intimacy; where before there was fear, now there is courage; where before in your life there was awkwardness, now there is a rhythm of grace and gracefulness; where before you used to be jagged, now you are elegant and in rhythm with your self. When love awakens in your life, it is like a rebirth, a new beginning.”
― John O’Donohue

 

 

 

Single Woman Chronicles

The Earnest Prayers of A Single Woman…

It was New Year’s Eve morning and I began the morning with a BANG! Not the type of explosion associated with fireworks and festivities. Instead I found myself on my knees in prayer. I began the eve, the dawn of a new year – a new season – on my knees. That alone causes me pause, yet even more draw dropping was the message within my plea to God. I was crying. One of those hushed weeping, body slightly trembling, tears falling, kind of cries. There I was crying and I said:

God please let my husband know I Am Praying For Him… God please SEND MY HUSBAND!

As I said those words, the stream of liquid coming out of my eyes, intensified. It felt as if every pore and every cell of my body – desired that request. I was finally ready to meet my life partner. I was finally ready to enter into a marriage covenant with God and that man; the one I was designed to help.

Now I should pause this story to share that the craziest part of this whole entire experience was that, in that particular moment I was single. I was praying for a man who didn’t even exist – and yet I could feel him, AS IF he already did!

You may now be curious… what is the impetus to all of this?

I met a man. Those four words are not that amazing but, and this is a monumental BUT, this man came at a time when I was starting to falter in my hope about my future. I didn’t know if anything would materialize with This man, for I had met many men during this journey called dating. However, this man’s presence reminded me of three things:

  • God’s peace endures – These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world (John 16:33 KJV)
  • God is a GOD of HOPE so don’t give up (ever) – My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him (Psalm 62:5 KJV)
  • God will fulfill every single promise he’s made over your LIFE – The one who calls you is faithful, and he will do it. (1 Thessalonians 5:24 NIV)

May this eve of a New Year find you in hopeful anticipation of all that shall be in 2016!

Life According to Me,

Dr. Donna

www.donnadoctora.com

Twitter: donnadoctora6

 

P.S. If you missed my December 31st 2014 and January 1st 2015 posts, here they are:

https://donnadoctora.com/2014/12/30/forecast-for-2015-slow-steady-wins-the-race/

https://donnadoctora.com/2015/01/01/do-persist-in-2015/

“Persist with a heart full of gratefulness for what you’ve overcome (the past) and what you have yet to accomplish (your future)!” From Dr. Donna 

 

Returning Home for the Holidays

This evening I went to see a musical written by Mark E. Swinton, a producer for the Tyler Perry Studios. The setting: a fictitious mountain town by the name of Perryville. The story: a remake of the parable, known as the Prodigal Son, found in Luke 15:11-32. And the message: Forgiveness…

The cast was compelling, the singing was moving, and I enjoyed the theatrics of it all. But something shifted inside of me on the drive home. As I steered myself north, in the direction of home, my thoughts skimmed over a few things I was desiring this holiday season, and settled on reflecting over the MANY things I have been through just to arrive at this holiday season…

It was in that moment of replaying my life, of reflecting on the hardships, and reviewing the tape of some of the struggles that I had the epiphany:

I AM THE PRODIGAL SON

Cue the tears… Yes tears fell as I thought about the fact that Over fifteen years ago, I walked away from God – took my lot and decided to move far away from all that was familiar and all that was safe. The same as what is told in the biblical story. But perhaps the most amazing part is that the same way the bible speaks of the Prodigal son being welcomed back home with OPEN ARMS; God has provided me with the same fanfare… And I am thankful! So thankful to be back within the fold – back under the covering of the one who can save, protect, and love us all.

I share this story hoping that when you hear the word forgiveness, you think about not only forgiving others but also forgiving yourself of bad decisions, poor choices, and “stupid” mistakes!

God loves you, and God forgives you, and God is WAITING to welcome you home.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS from Me and Mine to You and Yours!

Life According to Me,

Dr. Donna

www.donnadoctora.com

Twitter: donnadoctora6

 

“It’s toughest to forgive ourselves. So it’s probably best to start with other people. It’s almost like peeling an onion. Layer by layer, forgiving others, you really do get to the point where you can forgive yourself” – Actress Patty Duke

 

“Forgive yourself for your faults and your mistakes and move on” – Motivational Speaker Les Brown

 

Father Boyle, Anxiety, & Healing Wounds

I sat listening intently as Father Greg Boyle provided his keynote luncheon speech to a captive audience. As he spoke, I jotted notes wanting to capture the nuggets of wisdom woven throughout his humorous and candid talk. However, in the midst of writing down pointers, I began to focus more on his delivery and energy. I took note of tone, pitch, inflection of speech, as well as the spacing of jokes that peppered his lecture. There I was the eager student hanging on to the words of the sage teacher. Absorbing all I could because I have already envisioned the day when I would be the invited keynote speaker…

Yes, that’s my vision and where I am directing my efforts and energies, to be a well-renowned motivational speaker. Though my dream is a tall order, I have lived a life that has taught me that:

It is the impossible that is quite possible!

So I continue to reach for the stars… And for those moments where I begin to doubt myself, I just reflect on how far I’ve already come.

I reflect back on the Donna of my yester-years. Seemingly outspoken and high achieving, yet on the inside I was a worrier, a loner, and a seeker of avoiding any and all the things that drew attention to myself. Any one who knew me when, can attest that I was notorious for burying my head in a book!

Yet, fast forward 25 years, and now I stand before others, providing them with the tools necessary to bring children out of their shell – kids locked inside of themselves, just like I was…

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Father Boyle shared various points that I shall cherish. However, the statement that resonated with me most:

We must heal wounds to heal the wounded

I can attest to that… it was through the process of unleashing my own voice, of learning to get comfortable of being front-and-center, that I can now share that wisdom with others…

We must heal wounds to heal the wounded

I challenge you to pursue your own self-growth. Where are your shortcomings? What’s your Achilles heel? Identify it, accept it, and allow the healing process to happen, for when you do not only will it help you; it will equip you to help others!

As we cherish this time of the holidays where we focus on giving, let’s give to others the greatest gifts possible: the gift of acceptance, the gift of understanding, the gift of hope, and the gift of love.

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Life According to Me,

Dr. Donna

www.donnadoctora.com

Twitter: donnadoctora6